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... muddy ground was too crude to even function as a proper road.
“Hhehe.”
A lizardman, face flushed red from being drunk, staggered about, relieving himself on the street.
Waaeeeng.
As if the stench of feces wafting from all directions wasn’t enough, fat flies buzzed around the main street.
It was a sight unbefitting of the grandiose title of “Heavenly City.” The one-eyed man had mentioned something about this earlier.
A slum, he had said.
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