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Chapter 1302

    

y is allowed, but it takes a lot of effort.>>A venerable old man in a black official's hat and a red robe sat facing forward on the platform. His eyes were like hooks, radiating an air of stern author...stared with bloodshot eyes, wishing they could rush over immediately. Even if it meant facing mountains of swords and seas of fire, they wouldn't hesitate. How could the War God of Daxia be treated so...