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... li, silently telling those who came after them how fierce their resistance was.

to no avail!

Malekith slowly pushed open the door of the bedroom, his movements were firm and powerful.

What greeted him was a cold sword light.

The sword light has three elements: fast, accurate, and ruthless.

If this is a pure cold weapon duel, then the outcome is already divided, this sword will undoubtedly penetrate Malekith's forehead and pass through his brain.

At this ...

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