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Chapter 233: Demonic Trade
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... fog of corrupted mana briefly spilled out. The Darkhold sat on its pedestal, ominous and quiet—as if it was waiting, watching.
Before anyone else could move, Dave raised his hand with casual authority. The book shivered—then snapped off the pedestal and flew straight into his palm like a loyal hound returning to its master. The very air around it seemed to twist, reality warping subtly in response to the presence of the cursed tome. freēwebnovel.com
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