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... , he sat by the edge of his bed and pressed yes.
As the noise of the rattling needle echoed, he stretched his limbs and ruffled his hair before focusing on the wheel.
However, the items displayed didn't even allow him to get excited, much less wish for an SSR draw. Instead, his brows quivered, and his twitching lips parted in outrage.
"Are the demon kings and gods rigging my talent? All the items are trash! Where are my epic weapons and equipment?"
Tiamat's amused ...
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