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Liu Yanmei tightly gripped the puppet that I possessed as if she wanted to crush it to pieces. She turned around and ran down the stairs.

The fog outside was still thick. It was white and carried an extremely cold Yin Qi.

As Liu Yanmei and I were shuttling through the fog, she called out to the side, "Plaza, one hundred Soul Devouring Nails."

Soul Devouring Spike? At this moment