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... yss they had seen.
On the left, the Styx River, which is like a half-pour down of a waterfall, pours down into the abyss that never ends.
One after another, countless tentacles twisted from flesh and blood, inlaid with hateful eyeballs, staring at the person who looked at him, whenever he saw the tentacles, he would think of crazy whispers in his ears, even if It is a god, and it is difficult to bear such whispers.
"Abyss... What's wrong?" Although he was not familiar with t ...
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