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Chapter 91: Your Weapon
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... own from the heavens in a rhythmic, frantic bombardment, striking the shadow dome created by Qing’er with the force of falling mountains.
Each impact sent a shockwave of thunder that threatened to shatter the eardrums of every living soul for miles.
High above, Qing’er’s face was a mask of agony as she coughed up a spray of crimson blood that stood out sharply against the black of her bodysuit.
Yet, her red eyes burned with a terrifying, singular resolve as she gritted he ...
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