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... s ugly state, and sneered.

  No, it’s not a mockery, it’s just a forced king telling the truth.

   "Spot!"

  Onogi forcibly restrained his inner fear, gritted his teeth and glared at Spot, for the third time, this was the third time he faced Spot's coercion.

   Raikage Ai, Sarutobi Hiizan and others took a step forward in unison, standing beside Ohnogi, expressing the attitude of being the same enemy as Ohnogi.

  The relationship between Yunyin Village and Yany ...

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