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... awake people were full of weak despair.

They can already feel that there is something invisible in the transparent air that is changing suddenly.

And they couldn't stop it.

In many corners of the world, a sentence was issued at the same time: "Come!"

Sitting quietly at the top of the stone monument, Saiwen changed from day to night, and night turned into day.

When it finally returned to the night again, a bright star in the sky converged into a river with no en ...

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