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... nd horrified at the same time, especially since all the statues in that place looked very ancient. "Dang! This place is really creepy, Mei! What kind of place is this? Why are there statues of all races here?

Look at those beasts' statues; their ranks vary from ordinary beasts to mythical beasts, and I can't recognize some of them, so I thought they were immortal rank beasts."

[I think so too, master. Those beast races are not registered in the system, so they are probably immort ...

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