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... p> Arnard was powerless to help him. He, just like the Water Celestial, could only watch him grow older without being able to do a thing.
A few moments ago, Badulf looked like a man in his mid-twenties, but now with wrinkles around his eyes, hair as white as snow, a hunched back, and breaths as weak as an infant, he looked like an old man in his late eighties.
Arnard couldn't help but ask him, "How much did you exactly sacrifice to revive him?"
Hearing his words, Badulf c ...
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