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... ptism of the Poison Witch God’s curse, the entire Paradise Island was now in a state of disrepair. There were large craters that had been blasted out by the lightning earlier, making it look extremely pathetic.
Many angels were helping to rebuild Paradise Island.
At once, all sorts of ping-pong sounds came from every corner of Paradise Island.
Davis was holding a basket of fruits in one of his hands.
With his right hand, he was flipping through an ancient book. ...
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