This is the pity of being weak, the pity of human beings.

No matter how powerful it is, all plans are futile.

A word from them determines your life and death and your future.

Chen De's thoughts are good, but he forgot that what he has, ghosts and gods also have.

Confusion, despair, guilt, and negative emotions gathered together.

His eyes turned black, and suddenly, a breath of a real king erupted from his body

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