The bird was pitch black, its eyes were blood-red, and it looked at it on the dead branches, and its head tilted slightly, as if it was about to make a move, but it was slapped by the slap.

"Who are you playing with?" Snorted.

"Wow~Wow~" The blackbird lost its feathers in panic, flapped its wings and flew into the distance, and looked at its figure, and saw that the ground was dark and decadent, with corpses and skeletons piled up, and dark clouds in the sky

"The Magician in the Corner" thanks to the light of the deep cold (3/4) is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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