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... mouth.

Archie swallowed the flesh down to his throat and The Adam could see the bulging in Archie’s throat. They both were staring at each other for quite a while and suddenly The Adam’s confidence disappeared after realizing nothing happened to Archie and his clone couldn’t control Archie’s body.

“It can’t be! How?!” The Adam stared at Archie with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

Ever since he turned himself into a parasite form, he had been feeling burning hot inside hi ...

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