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"They look similar but are different. They are more ancient than those things, as if they're the ancestors of the filth monsters." |
"They look similar but are different. They are more ancient than those things, as if they're the ancestors of the filth monsters." |
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+ | "Uh.........?" Karuvarn had an incredulous look on his face, but Alsheyra ignored him. They couldn't escape from them whether they understood, not understood, agreed or not agreed with her. Whether you were born in Grendan or not, here were the Heaven's Blade successors. No one could escape from the time when that event occurred. This was like the fate of those Military Artists who stood on the top of the pyramid. How were Military Artists born? How was this world formed? Would they agree with her if they knew the reasons? But she didn't want to explain those things. It'd take too long. |
"Delbone, how long till contact?" |
"Delbone, how long till contact?" |