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... nsoon smoke, using their flesh and blood, cast a wall to resist those thunder s damage.
The monsoon smoked and stood in the crowd, watching the deep pits that step away, and the lightning that was constantly falling around her was flickering in the darkness.
The monsoon smoke slowly raised his head, his eyes involuntarily widened. She saw the broken mountain on the opposite side. The black robe men with wooden sticks were constantly waving their wands, and the heavenly thunder also ...
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