The world of the dead.

The wind that howls all the time has stopped at some point.

The arena was already devastated, and the entire ground seemed to have been turned over, and wisps of light smoke rose from the charred earth from time to time.

Deathly silence.

The canopy still shone with a soft blue light, and the kings waited patiently, knowing that the battle of life and death was not yet over, although the final outcome was already predestined.

The end of the two kings is an event unprecedented in the world of the dead for thousands of years, and each scene deserves to be placed in the deepest memory of all kings until the final moment.

The tall, muscular body of the Ninth Knight staggered to his feet once more, streaks of smoke spilling from the countless wounds on his body, his face contorted, and smoke spewing from his mouth and nose.

Feng Yue's eyes opened again, and the silver light was still soft and clear. She slowly spread her wings behind her, golden blood spilling and dripping from between her feathers. Her body trembled slightly, as if the simple movement of opening her wings also brought her endless pain.

But Feng Yue still snorted coldly, and with dripping golden blood, he rose into the sky, ready to attack the Ninth Knight's dense fog again.

The tragic war of attrition is about to begin again.

I don't know when this duel will end.

At the end of the duel, there will only be one result, that is, Feng Yue will die of exhaustion, and the existence of the Ninth Knight will not last longer than Feng Yue.

The blue light of the canopy suddenly dimmed, and then it became a little too bright.

The Ninth Knight and Fengyue were stunned and stopped.

"I can't take it anymore. The Black Warrior Emperor's mental fluctuations suddenly came.

"The duel must be completed immediately, or it will alarm the Celestial Hunters. "The path of wisdom fire. He also felt a little tired, but he could still hold on.

Heinrich nodded. All the smoke returned to him, temporarily covering countless wounds. He held his right hand weakly, and the fingertips of the two fingers of his left hand ignited the green flame, and with a stroke of the trend, a green flame long sword was held in his hand.

Heinrich said coldly: "Fengyue, if you admit defeat now, you will have a chance to go to that world again and see him for the last time." You have already lost this decisive battle. ”

Fengyue's silver eyes lit up, her black hair flew suddenly, she stared at Heinrich, and said word by word:

"I'd rather die than be defeated!"

All the kings were shaken, even though they knew that Fengyue was about to burn the last bit of life energy, even though even if a miracle happened and Fengyue won, she would not be able to escape the fate of destruction. But in the hearts of all kings, there was a faint trace of fear and unease.

Only the Black Warrior Emperor, who was still struggling to support the canopy, stared silently, with a complex gaze that seemed to be mixed with hope.

Staring at a gray robe, slightly petite and weak.

That unyielding wind and moon......

That fantastic wind and moon......

Feng Yue slowly raised her right hand and clenched her fist.

A little milky white light appeared on the right fist, getting brighter and brighter, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a dazzling bright light!

This milky glow made the kings very uneasy.

That is the purest divine energy!

Although all kings have had their own means of defending against divine energy over the long years, they still instinctively feel uneasy when they see divine energy appear.

In the decisive battle, the reason why Fengyue did not use divine energy was precisely because Heinrich's smoke could ignore the caste of energy in defense.

But in this final blow, will the Ninth Knight be able to withstand the attack of divine energy?

The two kings approached quickly......

Heinrich let out a loud shout, and the flaming sword stabbed at Fengyue in the chest. Fengyue did not dodge or dodge, allowing the flame sword to penetrate through his chest and reveal from behind.

She threw a fist with her right hand and struck Heinrich in the chest, and Heinrich blocked it with his left hand. Fengyue let out a loud roar, and slammed his right fist into Heinrich's left arm. With a bang, Heinrich's left arm was completely shattered! Fengyue's right fist immediately struck the ninth knight in the chest......

The figures of the two kings staggered.

The wind and moon were crumbling, and their wings hung limply beside them.

At this moment, the sky returned to the most intense blue light, and then the sky above the arena returned to its unchanged lead color for 10,000 years.

Heinrich stood firm and turned to walk towards Fengyue. His steps were still steady, but his original blue-black body was now gray.

"You've won. Heinrich said.

His countenance had now been replaced by a cloud of billowing smoke, and he could barely make out the outline of his physiognomy.

Feng Yue's body trembled, her mouth opened, and a stream of golden blood gushed out.

In front of Heinrich's huge body of nearly three meters, Fengyue looked so weak.

The Ninth Knight looked at Feng Yue, who could barely support it, and laughed lowly, "If it weren't for the fact that the sky can't support it...... Oh, of course, there is no if in the vocabulary of kings. Now that you've won, let's do it. After getting my power, you ...... Do it yourself. ”

In the last blow just now, although Heinrich hit Fengyue hard, its soul mark was almost completely erased by Fengyue's punch.

Feng Yue sighed lightly, raised his right hand, and inserted it into the chest of the Ninth Knight, and when he withdrew it, there was already a small ball of cyan flame in his palm.

The light in the Ninth Knight's eyes dimmed, and his gray body gradually hardened.

A moment later, Heinrich, the Ninth Horseman, who had once dominated the world and roamed countless spaces, was permanently transformed into a stone statue in the center of the Colosseum.

The cyan flame slowly sank into Fengyue's palm.

The wind began to howl again.

Feng Yue glanced at the majestic stone statue, walked with difficulty, and walked towards the outside of the big arena.

Her snow-white bare feet stepped through the thick gravel and gravel, and with each step she took, drops of golden blood fell.

The large arena with a radius of tens of kilometers was originally like a small courtyard for a king. But now Fengyue could only move step by step, and the Great Arena suddenly became extremely huge.

I don't know how much time has passed, but the petite and beautiful gray figure is still moving step by step in the big arena.

The kings had long since left, and in the huge arena, apart from Fengyue, there was only the stone statue that had completely lost signs of life.

Fengyue's wings hung limply, and large swaths of golden blood had already dried up and condensed on the wings. Unconsciously, a long feather on the tip of Fengyue's wings trembled a few times, and it seemed to have a trace of vitality again, slowly standing upright, and once again standing proudly in the wind.

Countless spaces flew in front of Rogge.

He knows very well what the risks lie behind all these brilliant brilliance. His spiritual power disintegrated into countless thin tentacles, testing the space around him one by one. It's just that no matter how much and finely his spiritual power is divided, compared to the endless space, it is as insignificant as a drop in the ocean.

He also knew that it would be impossible to find the location of the other world in the frenzied space storm without coordinates. It's just that if you don't give it a try, Rogge won't give up.

The vague touch of his soul and connection to his hometown jumped sharply a few times, and Rogge had to sigh and go back in a huff.

In the large room on the top floor of the Temple of the Divine Envoys, Rogge sat comfortably in a loose dressing gown and leaned back in a chaise longue, as if he had fallen asleep in the sun.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and after a few moments, he gradually adjusted to the bright light.

Floya sat beside him, a pair of slender hands clutching his arms subconsciously, pointed nails digging deep into his flesh. Her face was pale from exhaustion, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

She let out a sigh and smiled weakly: "Dead fatty, if you don't come back, people won't be able to hold on!"

Looking at Floya's green eyes full of joy, Rogge suddenly felt a little moved in his heart, and he was much more relaxed. Rog gently wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead. He had to admit that the reborn goblin was like a changed person, but the unpredictable, beautiful little face was still as terrifying as ever.

The little goblin crouched on Rogge's arm, smiled like a flower, and said, "Do you want to take advantage of the opportunity again?"

With such a charming goblin by his side, the depression in Rogge's heart was diluted a lot. Since yesterday, he was uneasy for no reason, and only now that Rogge has really come to his senses. He casually tore off the bandage on his right hand, looked at the dense wound on the palm of his hand, and waved his right hand a few times at will, and his skin grew as new again, and there was no scar at all.

Floya's eyes suddenly lit up, and she walked up to Rogge with a dangerous fire in her eyes, and gritted her teeth and said, "Dead fatty, what kind of magic was that just now? Hurry up and teach me!"

Rogge was stunned. His body has been completely transformed, and as his magic power increases, his regenerative ability and various resistances are constantly improving. The ability to heal wounds quickly is just one of them. This kind of ability is not unique to Rogge, just in terms of ** recovery and regeneration ability, trolls are much stronger than fat people.

Rogge said with some embarrassment: "This is not magic, and it is not very useful. What are you going to learn this for?" The fat man doesn't have the ability to transform Floya's ** again.

"Dead fatty, why did you forget the good things you did yourself so quickly?!"

Floya raised her head demonstratively, and there was a very faint pink scar on her slender white neck.

Rogge was immediately speechless.

"All in all, dead fatty, if you don't give me a way to get rid of this scar, I'll be with you endlessly!"

Floya grabbed Rog's arm, and five sharp nails pierced his skin viciously, not even the oily skin, of course. But five tiny electric fires lit up in her fingertips, and the electricity made Rogge tremble.

The goblin snorted, turned around and went out, shaking slightly as he reached the door.

Rogge looked at her back wordlessly. He knew that Floya was too tired just now, happy and angry, but in fact, she was doing it to him with a strong spirit. Whatever her purpose, at least now Rogge's heart is no longer depressed.

Rogge didn't have the ability to leave his coordinates in other dimensions like Fengyue, and after losing the connection of the soul contract, he lost the possibility of entering the world of death. The last time he felt inexplicably uneasy and rushed to the other world, he was able to save Fengyue who was in a desperate situation. Now he felt indescribable panic and heartache again, and when he eagerly wanted to know about Fengyue's status in the other world, he found that the spiritual imprint he had left on Fengyue's body had completely disappeared!

No matter how much he called out to Fengyue and the Bone Dragon, he didn't get a response at all. In desperation, Rog is determined to find another location in the space storm, even though he knows that this is an almost impossible task. Unexpectedly, Floya offers to help him lock in a location in this world, providing him with a beacon during the space storm.

Floya is skilled in the use of the 'Otherworldly Prison', and her mental power is not weak. With her help, Rog could stay in the space storm for much longer.

It's just that Floya didn't expect Rog to stay so long, and in order to maintain this line of contact, she didn't ask Rog to come back until she couldn't hold on anymore.

Rogge looked out the window at the picturesque scenery in the valley, and the uneasiness in his heart flooded again.

What happened in that world?

Exhausted, Floya didn't have a few days to recover. Without her help, Rogge wouldn't have been able to support the space storm for long. Now Rogge knows how dangerous a journey through space can be. When the fat man was ignorant and fearless, when he first crossed the space barrier alone, if it weren't for the wind and moon in the other world as a coordinate, and the world here was forcibly recalled by Elesis with powerful and incomparable magic to recall his spiritual body, maybe he would have been permanently exiled to the unknown world at that time.

The afterglow of the setting sun slowly spreads over the beautiful valley. Rogge always stood still in front of the window, not moving. He pondered the source of his uneasiness. In the past, I summoned Fengyue and the Bone Dragon, but I didn't get any response, so why was I so upset this time? Was it thinking too much? Or was there another reason?

Rog temporarily gave up on the idea of entering the space storm to search for the Otherworld. He settled down and began to sort out all the possible clues one by one.

In the Elder's Courtyard not far away, Xiusi was basking in the sun with a smile on the corner of his mouth, just thinking: "Being able to freely travel through space with the soul body is something that many great mages can't do! Is this the ability of 'space'? Lord Divine Envoy, you are really powerful......

There is almost no concept of time in the world of death.

Fengyue didn't know how long it had been, she only knew that the edge of the big arena that seemed to be out of reach was now in front of her eyes.

Before she knew it, her black hair was fluttering less and less in the wind, even though the howling wind was still so fierce.

Now the Colosseum has been left behind by Fengyue.

Her black hair hung down again, and no matter how the wind blew, she didn't move. In the mirror-like black hair, a pair of white wings were reflected.

Wind Moon's wings were opening little by little, and one charred feather after another fell, and in the blink of an eye, they were swept away by the wind, or buried deep under the sand.

Clusters of dazzling white fluff quietly appeared on Fengyue's wings, and these fluffs couldn't help but stretch and grow, until they finally stood proudly.

I don't know when, the Great Arena has been left far behind by Fengyue.

The wings behind her were as white as new, and the snow-white bare feet were no longer stepping on the rough sand and gravel, but a foot high in the air, as if stepping on an invisible road, slowly moving forward.

The ground in front of Feng Yue suddenly surged, and a huge skeleton suddenly flew out of the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it was twisted into pieces by an invisible force.

Feng Yue frowned slightly, as if she was struggling to endure something. Her knife-like lips were almost transparent, and there were countless colors flowing in them.

Suddenly, Fengyue's lips opened slightly, and a breath of pale cyan flame erupted.

Qingyan condensed in the air but did not disperse, always floating around the wind and moon, flickering and dark, constantly changing shape, and finally condensed into a long nail leaf. The entire body of the nail leaf flows with a jet-black luster, but there is a dazzling blue in it.

After a long time, Fengyue spewed out another cyan flame, and another armor leaf slowly took shape.

I don't know how long it took, and there were already nearly 100 armor leaves flying around Fengyue's body.

Fengyue's silver eyes lit up, and all the nail leaves converged towards her, and in an instant, a new pair of demon lotus appeared again!

This time, the demon lotus is even more elegant, and the more than ten outstretched nail leaves behind it are like a pair of metal wings, protecting the pair of white wings. The entire demon lotus is covered with intricate and elegant cyan patterns, and it is full of mystery against the background of the slowly flowing black luster.

The eyes on the demon's mask suddenly opened, and a strong silver light illuminated a radius of more than ten meters. Fengyue let out a clear roar, and an irresistible force burst out from the demon lotus, and smoke and dust suddenly flew around.

The next moment the smoke cleared.

Fengyue stood in the air, and there was already a huge pit on the ground with a diameter of more than ten meters. Her wings shook, turning into a meteor and piercing the clouds.

Gregory lay motionless on the peak, covered in dust and rubble, and if it weren't for the occasional flash of blue light from the hedron in the center of his forehead, it would have been the skeleton of a weathered beast.

Suddenly something strange became around the peak, and all the wind stopped.

The bone dragon suddenly raised its head, and Fengyue was standing quietly in the air.

"Master......" Gregory's voice trembled.

"Master, you are great, you are so wise, you have defeated the king, who is it that you have beaten?" The next moment, Gregory came back to life, howling and pounced on the wind and moon.

Feng Yue glanced at the bone dragon quietly.

The bone dragon suddenly lost all its strength and fell heavily to the ground. It immediately rolled and climbed up, but no matter how much it flapped its four thin wings, its weak body could not fly a single step away from the peak.

"Master, you are so great, your strength has reached this point, you can almost compare to the Demon Dragon Emperor!!" The overexcited Gregory patted his ass desperately, regardless of whether it was an exaggeration or not.

The bone dragon suddenly found that Fengyue's body had been trembling slightly, and it immediately closed its mouth.

With every tremor of Feng Yue's body, the surrounding space would shrink with it, and the surging power would be irrepressibly gushing out.

Even if he is as dull as Gregory, he senses that something is wrong.

The lead clouds in the sky began to gradually reveal a dark red color at some point.

The red color is getting brighter and brighter, and it seems to dye the entire Atlas with a layer of burning blood.

When Gregory looked up at the sky, the thick clouds were already tumbling violently, like endless burning lava hanging upside down in the sky.

The entire burning sky began to slowly rotate like an incomparably huge whirlpool. In the center of the whirlpool is the peak of the mountain where Fengyue is located.

Feng Yue suddenly sighed and said, "I've ...... I can't hold back the power. ”

She reached out and grabbed it, and the cyan scythe appeared in her hand.

Fengyue looked at the center of the whirlpool in the sky and slowly rose.

On the other side of the infinite expanse of the Otherworld, the five kings were gathered in the great hall of Elgra, silently staring at the clouds of fire in the sky. Kings knew that the catastrophe of the dead world was coming.

All the lower undead stood in place. They seem to have completely forgotten to hide deep into the earth, and just stand stupidly, bathed in a bloody red.

A thunderclap!

Immediately afterward, countless explosions began to shake the entire world of death.

In the midst of the purple lightning and the thunder, the flaming chariot burning with the flame slowly descended from the center of the fire cloud vortex, and the majestic Celestial Ranger was different from the previous ones, he was draped in a crimson battle armor, and his right shoulder was still bare and most of his muscular chest. He still held a spear condensed by holy flames in his right hand, but this time he had a large golden tower shield in his left hand.

Fengyue fearlessly faced the Celestial Hunter.

Compared to the four-meter-tall Celestial Hunter, Fengyue's body seemed so light and weak. But size does not mean strength, in fact, Fengyue knows that the Celestial Hunter Ranger can become hundreds of meters tall, although this change is meaningless.

Fengyue didn't know why she knew this, but she did.

The Celestial Ranger looked at Fengyue with a slight hesitation, especially at the slowly flapping white wings behind her in confusion. But when his gaze fell on the Death Scythe in Fengyue's hand, anger finally erupted irrepressibly.

The Celestial Hunter swiped the ground with huge wings of more than three meters, and his beard snarled angrily: "Filthy creature, your strength is beyond my expectations, but this is your misfortune, too strong that you will never escape my eyes again! Will you tie your hands and let my flame spear pierce your soul and end your filthy existence in an instant, or are you ready to resist to the end and endure a long torment in the flames of the heavenly realm?"

Feng Yue said coldly: "It's really inexplicable! Put away your ridiculous kindness! Your simple wisdom can't understand what nobleness, dignity and pride are. ”

She ignored the Celestial Rangers, and only slowly lifted the Death Scythe and began to gather strength.

The Celestial Hunter roared in great rage, his roar shaking the Flame Chariot, and hundreds of balls of lightning flew out of the chariot in all directions, and then turned into an endless forest of thunder, covering the ground for tens of kilometers.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Gregory's wings fluttered, and the blue and black shield immediately protected his whole body. A thick column of electricity struck its shield, knocking it off the peak. At the roar of the bone dragon, thick electric fires struck it one after another, until it smashed deep into the ground.

The Death Scythe in Fengyue's hand shook, and the huge blade immediately turned into a dark phantom, a phantom composed of collapsed space.

The space around her for tens of meters had a strange change, and all the lightning that passed through this area had a strange twist, and the amplitude of each lightning distortion was different.

In the decisive battle with the Ninth Knight, Fengyue still needed to slowly gather his strength before he could reach the peak of his strength and swing the Death Scythe composed of space debris, but at this moment, almost in the blink of an eye, Fengyue's strength reached its peak.

Faced with the incomparably powerful Celestial Hunters, Fengyue decided to give up all his skills and only trade the strongest blow for a slim chance.

The anger of the Celestial Hunter could not be suppressed!His eyes widened angrily, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and the flame spear in his hand was raised high, facing Fengyue from afar. But the huge tower shield in his left hand was subconsciously protected in front of him.

The Celestial Rangers were almost furious. Not only because of Fengyue's arrogance, but also because he had a faint trace of uneasiness in his heart.

What is he afraid of? As long as he stands on the chariot of flames, he is invincible. The existence of this world, no matter how powerful, can never survive under the flames of the heavenly realm.

Feng Yue suddenly let out a sharp roar, and the space around him couldn't help but vibrate. With a vague trajectory, she slowly pressed towards the Celestial Hunter!

The Celestial Hunter could no longer control himself, and he roared incessantly, the massive tower shield pounding heavily against the flaming chariot.

This Fengyue, this filthy and humble creature, dared to attack him?

How long has it been since I've seen such an impudent existence? 10,000 years? Or 20,000 years?

There will always be powerful beings in the world of death, and even more powerful than the wind and moon in front of you is not just one. They are always humble and cowering in the presence of noble celestial hunters. They will only run away in vain, trying to survive for a while longer. Celestial Hunters enjoy this hunting game very much.

But this Fengyue dared to attack him?! Every drop of blood of a Heavenly Realm Hunter is ten thousand times more noble than any existence in this world!

In the temple of Elgra, the five kings waited in silence, waiting for the moment when the wind and moon were destroyed. The heart of every king was very heavy. Although Fengyue is an alternative among kings, she is also a king after all, and her destruction will still make all kings feel a little sad.

From Fengyue, the kings sensed something different, something that had been almost forgotten by all the kings in the long years.

"Respected Flame of Wisdom, if the eight kings are all here, how sure can we win in a desperate battle with the Celestial Rangers?"

The fire of wisdom was startled, and there was a little trembling in the mental fluctuations.

It thought for a long time before saying, "Only less than one percent sure." ”

"In other words, we still have hope of victory?" the Black Warrior Emperor asked calmly.

"Yes. For some reason, the Flame of Wisdom suddenly felt the weight of this answer, so heavy that it could barely afford it.

The Black Warrior Emperor fell silent, and the entire hall fell into a dead silence once again.

All the clouds in the sky were burning, and large swaths of flames kept falling. On the ground, there were countless undead creatures. With just a little bit of fire, they will burn all over the place, and in the blink of an eye, they will be reduced to ashes.

"Hahahaha!" The Celestial Hunter's laughter spread throughout the Death World!

Fengyue struggled to glance down at the huge Holy Flame spear that pierced through her chest, feeling the raging Holy Flame that mercilessly scorched her soul. The Death Scythe in her hand now had only a small half of the hilt left.

As the Reaper's Scythe swept through the wall of flames surrounding the chariot of flames, the part that sank into the flames disappeared completely!

Fengyue's full force blow did not advance into the flame chariot at all......

The holy flame that burned Fengyue's soul became more and more vigorous, and a burst of indescribable pain hit Fengyue's whole body. She shuddered, and the silver glint in her eyes gradually dimmed.

Her last ray of consciousness cracked crisply.

"What's going on?" the Celestial Ranger roared again!

He didn't want to burn the arrogant Fengyue so easily, but for some reason, he couldn't control the holy flame on the spear at all.

"Such a simple destruction is really cheap for you filthy and lowly creature!" The Celestial Hunter was disappointed, and he prepared to retract the Flame Spear.

But the flame spear doesn't move!

A small white hand is holding the flame spear!

The demon lotus suddenly flew away.

Feng Yue's eyes, which had been closed, opened again, and this time there was a pair of golden doji stars in the center of his silver eyes.

"Who do you say is a filthy and lowly creature......" Fengyue's voice suddenly changed, becoming extremely arrogant, cold, and angry!

Bai Shengsheng's little hand moved, and he had already broken the flame spear into two.

"Humble and ignorant things......"

The wings behind Fengyue opened again, and this time, dozens of huge golden feathers half a meter long were born from the white feathers.

"Cowards who only dare to hide on the chariot of flames......"

Feng Yue's snow-white bare feet stepped on the Holy Flame of the Heavenly Realm, and he actually boarded the Flame Chariot step by step! The raging wall of the Holy Flame automatically opened a door in front of her.

"Your existence is a disgrace to the heavenly realm......"

Feng Yue's plain hands stretched forward, and the Heavenly Realm Hunter was stunned, and the huge wings behind him suddenly stretched forward and automatically fell into Feng Yue's hands.

"In the name of the angel of light, give you the ...... of destruction in glory"

Feng Yue's hands were divided, and in the wild screams of the Heavenly Realm Hunters, the huge wings were torn off alive!

The Celestial Ranger's massive body fell from the flaming chariot, and with him were two large broken wings......

In mid-air, the body of the Celestial Hunter burned, and in an instant, it turned into nothingness.

The eternal ruler of the Dead World has finally died out in the flames of the Heavenly Realm.

The four Flame Behemoths that were dragging the Flame Chariot were restless for a while, but Feng Yue only stepped lightly on the chariot barefoot, and the Holy Flame Behemoths immediately quieted down obediently, and the fear they had never felt before made them tremble incessantly.

Feng Yue's gaze slowly swept over the land of the Death World, and said softly, "It turned out to be an abandoned land......"

Her eyes suddenly fixed on the direction of the Elgra Hall, and she said coldly: "Are there already so many rebels? I can't even manage a piece of abandoned land, it's really an incompetent thing! You should be honored to be able to destroy you with my own hands......

Elgra's hall suddenly echoed with Feng Yueqing's cold, incomparably arrogant voice: "Humble beings, destroy yourself!

The kings were shocked. They had been silently watching the distant battle situation, and the sudden appearance of a huge divine force had already made them suspicious. But before they could react, the new divine power had destroyed the Celestial Hunters, and in the blink of an eye, the existence of the kings had been discovered!

The Black Warrior Emperor stood up and said resolutely: "I'll stop it, and you will immediately launch your magic and fall into a deep sleep, it should be too late." ”

As soon as the Black Warrior Emperor reached the door of the main hall, a sudden gust of wind blew him aside, and the huge body of the Abyss Dragon rushed out of the main hall and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

The main hall also reverberated with the spirit fluctuations of the Abyss Dragon: "Respected Black Warrior Emperor, your strength is not enough to stop her for enough time. And you'...... It is the last hope of the dead world. ”

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