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... ance to live even after dying.

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Looking at the forest in front of him, Eryke the Third’s eyes glinted in excitement.

With careful and measured steps, he slowly started to explore the forest. Although it looked relatively safe, inside a dungeon, there is no such thing as a safe haven.

But even so, he needed food and water for that, especially for the main body who was recovering. All the nutrients needed for his regeneration didn’t come from fart; his body still ...

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