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... n circle of the three major civilized fleets.

Upon seeing this, the nearest part of the mechanical forces shook off the entanglement of the Dingshu King, and jointly propped up the nether energy shield in front of the lavender beam.

However, at the moment of contact, the lavender beam showed no signs of being hindered, and the speed did not change at all. It lightly penetrated the nether energy shield, as if the shield did not exist. Along the way, the mechanical soldiers blocked b ...

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