In his eyes, such a powerful spirit, in the hands of Kane and others, can be ravaged wantonly like a toy.

He now has a more intuitive impression of Kane's strength.

"Come on, Metzker, I'll leave him to you. You should be very interested in him."

Kane said, dissipating the condensed transparent cover directly, and a transparent bubble the size of a fist appeared in his hand.

It's too late to dispel the psychic flower

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