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... l white qi slashes filled with the divinity that was even sharper! Of course, her appearance filled many disciples with a sense of pride and using this, they stood up and cheered for her.


"Miss Kyouka is back!"


"Sword Goddess! She is the one who can lead us!"


""""Sword Goddess! Sword Goddess!""""


Both of them were strong enough to destroy the lands. Because of that, the two strong divinities had to move a lot, either on the sky or the ground.

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