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... arveling at the Mythical Treasure. How very amusing!" The leader of the group, wearing a golden human skull mask, laughed softly, his tone dripping with amusement. His face was hidden behind the mask, shrouding his expression in mystery.

But then, his voice turned cold, and the air around him grew heavy with tension. "However, their joy will soon turn to despair… They will tremble before us, begging for mercy, pleading for their lives! Won’t that be a beautiful sight?"

"It will b ...

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