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... nk of flesh, his torn body was being repaired in real time. Thanks to this, he could at least let out a scream.
He didn’t feel thankful at all. It was because this terrible pain was being repeated. He would’ve been happier to die immediately.
‘It is terrible.’
Grid’s heart sank even further. The red chunk of flesh was forcibly holding onto the souls of the dead and wielding the souls to its heart’s content. It used the souls as constant eyes, while producing weap ...
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