The other party... came to hunt the gods?


    The moment this thought arises.


    The player who is fat into a ball subconsciously wants to deny... what level does the **** exist.


    The overlord of this world, the well-deserved master.


    One look can destroy a city.


    Even if the Heavy Shield Guild had Transcendence as its support, it would not dare to have the slightest dissatisfaction with the remnant soul of the god.


    The gap is too big


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