The city of dusk, the mansion of the lord.


    Richard sat comfortably in the main seat, rubbing the ancient **** statue with a somewhat icy touch in his hand.


    The statue has an unusual appearance. Its head is covered with octopus tentacles, its hands are on its legs, and its broken wings are folded behind it, giving people an indescribably strange feeling.


    But it is this statue full of dark styles that has given him the upper hand in the battle with the gods several times.


    This


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