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... f blood began to pollute the air.
Vergil’s grin widened as the battle continued.
Not out of joy or amusement but something colder and deeper. A laugh born from chaos and violence as it began to etch itself into the ruins.
"You’re getting better." Vergil’s fist crackled with mana. "But you’re still not me."
Morvax, now back in his original form — his waxy, twisting flesh writhed, arms twitching before lunging.
His left arm shaped as an obsidian blade carved ...
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