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... rd hacked through flesh and bone as if tearing through paper, and the scene of blood spraying everywhere was intensely impactful.
"The blood of brutality must not be wasted like this..."
The headless corpse remained suspended in the air, but the blood surging from the torn neck was drawn by Murphy’s left hand, gathering into his palm. He held the blood orb and looked at the Silver Jackalman Warlord standing amidst the remnants of corpses.
In the background between them, t ...
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