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Chapter 63Book 8: : Horrors Aplenty
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... asant. It was musky and sweet, with undercurrents of iron and rot. Was that why Elijah found the meat so grotesque? Or was it something else about the taste that he just couldn’t put his finger on? He wasn’t sure, but the questions kept coming as he thoughtfully chewed the strikingly tough hunk of charred flesh spider.
Over the past week, he’d lost track of how many monsters he’d killed. He’d leveled twice more, putting him at level one-sixty-six, but because he didn’t actually get anyth ...
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