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"Bastard!" "Why aren't you fighting?" The Death God Tanata panted heavily, lowering his head, his face swollen to the size of a pig's head.

"Hu …!" "I'm tired, rest a bit!" Jiang Mo sat on the ground and waved his hands, the flaming hands immediately disappearing. "These flaming hands are not bad, but they're too hot. No, we have to improve them."

Jiang Mo grumbled as he spoke