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... and the union with Jamard, who even defeated Genshin, had a significant impact on his level.

The unfamiliar sensations gradually became more dense and no longer felt much different from moving the body.

Slump…

Jamard fell to the floor, turning pitch black. The price of bearing the curse of Isca was given to him in the name of pain.

Jamard doesn’t move.

However, there was no concern that his condition was dangerous or that his life or death was uncertain. ...

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