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ower. Force your body to move forward.
there, there was a filling formed by the souls of those who died in vain. As drake approached step by step, the sleep he had packed seemed to be revealed by the sudden shrill cries of the undead inside him. In response, he first \"sniffed\" the approach of the animal and instinctively jumped at the drake.
An overwhelming demonic welt, full of stench and the sharp howl of dead souls, fell harder than a raging wave towards the blanket-clad drake.
Feeling hopeless in his heart, derek subconsciously closed his eyes tightly and raised his hands to protect her.
but just when he thought he would die from hatred, derek did not feel any physical pain or other touching emotions for a long time. when he opened his eyes, he saw a swamp standing before him, rolling like the waves of the ocean. A group of undead floating inside the stuffing looked at him in horror. to be more precise, it was the ``Ankai Ancient book'' in his hands.
\"well, does that... really help?\" derek was a little confused. he gradually became accustomed to the loud and strange cries ing from the swamp, and the fog of consciousness gradually faded. Although the sight in front of me wasn't as horrifying as it was, the line between reality and reality became clearer. there's nothing like fantasy.
he came to believe in the mysterious power of \"Ankai Ancient books,\" which may be the power of Ankai's god.
the power of Anhai's ancient
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