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Chapter 786 My Brother Died Too, He Mattered To Me
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... l belongs to the High God of Aurora."
Sigrel’s face was iron. He secretly forced every drop of power from his god-seed and went on, "You think you are strong, but to the supremes in the galactic deep you are a mote of dust."
"So what."
Within the colossal avatar, Orson’s white hair whipped in the wind. His eyes were still cold, sharp as a knife.
"Join us, Orson."
Sigrel stared up at the grim giant of god-seed steel. His soul fought not to shiver. He ground ...
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