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... u embodied his knife, an aggressive aura permeated from his body, giving the impression that he was a knife.

Yamazaki Ryuichi stared at Raluf's face and said without flinching.

"Do you think you will be safe if you cut off one of my hands? You will die miserably." "Ah..."

Raluf looked at Yamazaki Ryuichi, and saw that his right hand squeezed the wound on his left arm, which instantly stopped the blood, and then shouted "Ah", Yamazaki Ryuichi completely exploded all of his bo ...

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