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Kacha, kacha.

Sounds of skulls breaking were emitted from the red array in a strange manner. The pungent black gas that filled the air was once again torn apart by the silver sword light.

"Whoosh." A strange cold wind suddenly rose up within the red array. A cold and gloomy aura spread out, blowing away the remaining black mist in the air in the blink of an eye. Under the thick black smoke