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... and higher. The ancient ore in his palm became smaller and smaller, and in the time it took for ten breaths, it was only the size of an egg.
Crack! The dagger slashed across the ore once again, but the sound it produced suddenly changed slightly.
The old man didn't stop. The sharp dagger was still dancing in the air like a fairy jumping from one finger to the other, leaving behind a series of afterimages.
After a moment, the sound of the blade and ore grinding ...
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