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Belatedly, the clueless students also noticed the change that had occurred to the headless and chestless corpses.

They had rotten flesh that was too wrinkled to be considered human and was giving off the dismal aura of death. The priests and sisters explained the situation to the students that had yet to fully understand what was going on.

“Ever since the incident 300 years ago, this city has been repeatedly going through the same time period.”

“It has a normal e ...

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