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... in a white robe gazed down at the foot of the mountain, his lips slowly curving into a faint, almost imperceptible smile.
An unsurprising outcome.
These old things had been degenerating for too long.
Clutching the relics of the Era of Prosperity, they indulged in dreams spun from the remnants of the old civilization, forgetting that this place was no longer the peaceful times before the battles but rather the bloodthirsty wasteland.
As long as they completely disc ...
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