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brushwood God of Illustions!

"Someone else is back!"

The gate of the Star Stronghold once again opened, and the neatly organized army welcomed the shocked cries of the onlookers.

"What exactly is Miss Holy Maiden planning? Wasn't she just sent out a moment ago?"

Among the crowd, the civilians of the Sark race were discussing in low voices.

However, not to mention the civilians