PREVIEW

... eed found several notebooks.

The paper of the notebooks was made of special materials, which, despite the passage of many years, showed no signs of corrosion or weathering.

Opening the first notebook, there was a line of bold characters on the first page.

"Blood Soul Insects’ Bloodline Extraction and Fusion!"

Sunan and Rose exchanged glances, completely bewildered.

Both had already experienced the bizarre and terrifying nature of the Blood Soul Insect, yet ...

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