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... ng of giants was propelled into the air, flying straight into the distance.

The ground was sheared left and right where the king of giants had passed, accompanied by explosive sounds.

In that situation, Hajoon narrowed his eyes, watching intently as the king flew into the unseen distance.

When he struck the giant's heart with Maharazu, a fine crack appeared, but that was all.

Despite delivering a c ...

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