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His black cape was smacked so hard that smoke was coming out of his buttocks, his hair was burnt black, and there was a big hole in his black cape.

However, he no longer had the ability to fight back. All he could do was keep on running.

He only had one thought in his mind, and that was to hurry and escape. Otherwise, he would be poisoned to death by the red and green vines.

In the distance