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... egged with their heads bowed, leaning against the great peak, motionless, surrounded by the aura of death, having been dead for an unknown length of time.
The first figure was burly, with three heads and six arms, one face ferocious, one laughing, one grief-stricken.
Like a wrathful Vajra in Buddhism.
All three heads had wide-open eyes, filled with unwillingness.
The first clone glanced at it, the perspectives synchronized, as if Jiang Hui himself was looking.
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