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... narchs and Demon Kings and Demon Lords clashing in combat paused to glance.
It was a wavering figure tearing at his own flesh.
It was the Grey Robed Elder Monk!
His sharp, slender fingernails had become the perfect tools for ripping flesh, tearing chunks of bloody skin away.
In the blink of an eye, the Grey Robed Elder Monk's body was stripped of good skin, turning him into a person covered in blood.
Eyelids, lips, even the bulletproof vest were peeled cle ...
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