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... utside King City, horns blasted again and again as one group after another moved step by step, heading north, towards the warfront.

There were three thousand people in the Shaman Niu Clan formed into ten regular units, an Aerial Cavalry, and an Elite Guard, but not one person was making any extraneous noise.

At the front of the team, the two Shaman Masters from the Shaman Divine Temple, four Shaman Warriors and nine Shaman Apprentices looked up.

Yang Kai sat on his Eagle ...

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