A fiery dragon blasted Avrica far away, slamming into the ground with a thud.

"Is this the difference between me and the elite evolutionary?" Avrica slowly brushed the blood from her face, her eyebrows furrowed, and a hint of excitement flashed in her eyes.

Her abilities are different from ordinary people, and they can only grow after constant fighting, so the stronger the enemy, the more excited she becomes.

At this time, her body was already scarred, and her clothes were torn, revealing the stickers underneath

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