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... y slow. I can sense that the amount of restoration that the Fire Guardian has recovered in the past ten days might only be about 1%. The time needed to accumulate the Nine Luminaries’ Guardian might be a year!” Qu Qingshan sounded a little dejected.

This answer was not a good one.

“More or less. The time it took for my Earth Guardian to run out is still short, but its recovery speed is also very slow. Based on the current progress, it will take about a year to recover one attack, ...

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