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... een the first eight Rakshasa?"

Lin Wu shook his head.

Fan said: "I have been in Killer City for many years, but I haven't seen them at all. I can't even find any trace of them. In the past, I tried to find the places where the first eight Rakshasa were stationed. Are they there? But it’s a ruin and there’s no one there.”

Lin Wu was slightly stunned: "Are you looking for the wrong one? I also went to look for them, but the place where they are is surrounded by agencies and d ...

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