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... , a hand with three red lines on its back, its skin pale as a corpse, burst forth from the fissure’s blood-light.
It resembled the hand of a Buddha, and in an instant, it was bearing down on Xia Feng.
Xia Feng’s expression shifted slightly as he retreated into the Holy Knight Space, but the space shattered like a broken mirror with a ripping sound.
In just a moment, it was as if the Death God had descended; his nerves were taut, knowing he had no power to fight back. Yet ...
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