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... monster..."

A trembling voice of horror came into Milaj's ears.

Frowning slightly, Milaj said with some displeasure: "Although I have been called a monster since a long time ago..."

The body bent slightly, and then Milaj's feet suddenly exerted force!

The already devastated earth was shattered once again.

The huge impact force brought Miraj unparalleled speed.

In an instant, like an arrow leaving the string, it rushed straight to the eyes of Heine and J ...

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