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... the voice, he saw a young man in a black robe who was almost integrated with the black mist. His silver mask stood in the gray sky. There was still a scorching light underneath, and the purest black mist where the three clusters of flames were located turned into a stream of black light and rushed towards the young man.
A silver pentagram lighted up under the young man's feet. In the exquisite pattern, seven silver holy cross swords were arranged neatly and distributed in a fan shape, sho ...
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