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... uns; primitive brutality and high-tech war weapons go hand in hand. The painting style is both inconsistent and unified.

   Casualties are happening every moment, every minute and every second, but no matter how lively the surrounding fight is, everyone still focuses on the duel between the few extremely strong players in the center of the battlefield.

   Without it.

  When individual power can completely surpass collective power, the struggle of thousands of tiny individual ...

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