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... sense of beauty. A black skeleton tattoo was imprinted on her arm, shining with a demonic light under the moonlight.

In her hand was a long, dark red whip covered in barbs. It was like a poisonous snake swimming in the night, causing people to feel an incomparable chill!

Clearly, this was a professional killer from a foreign country!

Her name was Black Flood Dragon and she was a member of the Black Skeleton Mercenary Group. She was skilled in using long whips and was quite pow ...

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