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... r a thousand years, ten thousand years, or even an entire era has passed—it remains unchanged, as if nothing is different from before, and it seems it will continue this way forever.

In the middle of this chaos, a cyclone appeared, tens of millions of kilometers long. It seemed to form a massive eggshell, violently devouring chaotic energy from all directions.

It was as if a terrifying vortex had formed in this place, continuously spinning.

The immense chaotic energy gath ...

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