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... is emotions. He held them in his heart, and the vague tear moisture flowed down from the mask. It was extremely cold, with the last of his hesitation and cowardice.
The thundering sound in the sky gradually faded away.
The heavy rain that had covered Eastern Europe for days and nights had finally stopped.
The world was silent.
A depressing and strange atmosphere began to ferment and quickly spread.
Tribulation stood there, as if he couldn’t feel ...
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