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"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom …"

Terrifying waves of air rose up as the pitch-black iron chains creaked loudly. Streaks of black shadows continuously flew towards the formation.

After quite a while, the formless white light that was enveloping the profound formation started to dissipate. Several black chains stood straight at the same time

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