C527

Chapter 527 - Memory Remodeling

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Blood spurted out, and the tattooed old man's expression became serious. He held the two eyeballs with both of his hands and closed his eyes.

"Oh demon god!" Please give your humble believer a little light! "

The tattooed old man began to mutter to himself. As he did so, he could not help but use more strength in his hands