Tirodador stepped on the filthy black lotus and flew high in the sky.

Under his feet is the land of Yunzhou, and his eyes are full of desolation.

In Tiroda's hands was half a pitch-black thigh, thicker than his body, as if it had just been torn off, and it was still bleeding from the stinking blood.

Tirodado took a bite, tore off a solid muscle, and threw his thigh out casually.

The mutilated corpse turned into billowing black smoke in mid-air, and finally floated

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