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... rtist, he felt a thrill of excitement.

Now, killing a Third-stage Martial Artist would be even easier.

With his endless, undying army—

And this Third-stage Martial Artist at the helm, it would work perfectly for him.

A Martial Artist could tire quickly, especially those in the lower stages.

If there were a thousand ordinary soldiers, they could very well exhaust a Third-stage Martial Artist to death, just like Gang Ryeong had done.

Now imagine if G ...

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