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... cked all sound from the rest of the world.
Dante just stood there, his hands still clamped over his ears.
Dead.
They were just... dead.
Purple, convulsing, and definitively dead.
He stared at the corpses and his mind couldn’t function normally.
’This wasn’t combat anymore. It was pest control.’
[DING!]
[EXP: 56/100]
[Creator Mana: 1/10]
The numbers floated in his vision.
The mana bar, which was previously zer ...
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