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... quad was a middle stage third level God spirit with vertical pupils, dark golden scales, and a pair of scaled wings. He was a flying snake Clansman.

Under the gazes of the other six people.

In the team of Seven Gods, a powerful behemoth God with the bloodline of the behemoth Lord transformed into a behemoth beast with a height of twelve and a yellow luster.

After the transformation, the behemoth God’s body flashed into the cave of the red light annihilation.

as so ...

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