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Ling Tianwang stood on the city wall quietly and looked at the Black Armored Army in front of him.
He could feel that his opponent was full of fighting spirit, but so what? He definitely couldn't say!
Ling Tianwang clenched his fingers and slowly closed and opened his eyes.
"Attack!" He raised his hand and his fingers came down, bringing a gust of cold wind with them.
With his order
