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After a cold wind blew, Natalie, the Great Demon of Black Horn, slowly opened her eyes and shook her head helplessly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info look at the scars on the body, feel the injuries in the body, the face is gloomy; the pale pretty face can not see a trace of blood, the original snow-white robe is bloodstained, the beautiful long hair is messily draped on the shoulders, plus the godless eyes, it looks particularly haggard!

The dark walls, the bitter cold wind, the deathly silence

Looking at the dungeon that has been the same for hundreds of years, Natalie's heart is getting colder and colder. In the past few hundred years, she has tried her best to go out, unable to see the outside world, unable to hear outside sounds, and unable to sense the energy of the outside world. After hundreds of years, not only did the injuries on his body not recover, but his body deteriorated year by year, let alone recovered to the strength of his heyday!

What the hell is this place? Could it be that this is the legendary prison of the gods?

Natalie's big eyes were clouded with a lingering haze, looking at the cold walls engraved with mysterious runes, feeling the vague and unpredictable energy fluctuations, and a feeling of hopeless powerlessness arose! Some ancient legends came to mind one by one.

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