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... Even the armor on the middle-aged man and the giant shield beside him were not spared.

After devouring the corpse, the green dog glanced at the phone beside it and flipped its paws. A human-like look of contemplation appeared in its green eyes.

Then, it opened its mouth and revealed a cold expression. It swallowed the phone in one gulp, and its body slowly turned into green mist and disappeared on the spot.

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Not long after the green dog disappeared, space tore o ...

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