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Blood rained down.

The middle-aged man looked at me with a face full of despair as he muttered, "You … you …" I never thought that after living for over ten thousand years, I would die by your hands … "In my hand …"

As he spoke to here, the middle-aged man unwillingly died.

After the man breathed his last, his body flickered, transforming into his original form, a huge green turtledove