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... ith my Divine Court.
Illusion.
Between the virtual and the real, the transition was without definition.
Han Muye lifted his hand, and ashy-blue Flowing Light emerged in his palm.
“The Power of Calamity.”
A grave look shone through his eyes.
No wonder.
This was clearly the power of the calamity.
The Primordial World had collapsed time and again precisely because of the power of the calamity.
Including the Galaxy Universe and ...
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