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Martial Holy Ancestor laughed wildly. He now had four arms in total. Other than his original two, there were two hands on his back. One of them was holding a fireball, and the other was condensing lightning.

As for Martial Holy Ancestor himself, when he opened and closed his hands, he could only hear the sound of the sea.

"Fire Curse!"

"Thunder Light Annihilation!"

"Water Spell!"

Water, fire