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... e expressions on their faces seemed to be a mixture of fear and hatred.
"Aren't you trying to attack me?" There was a smile in the man's voice. "Your will to fight is too weak."
After speaking, he raised his hand, and the blood on the ground floated up in a pool, turning into a round projectile and bursting out. It accurately hit the head of a Spirit Race, to be precise, it smashed into it.
This is also the source of the muffled noise.
The corpse of the Spiritual Race ...
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