It was a black-red cocoon.

In the dim world, it is as if the magma that is about to cool down and still has residual temperature solidifies.

Helmo frowned, the corners of his eyes twitching, and he had a not-so-good premonition in his heart. But then, he felt that his idea was so ridiculous.

"My strength is invincible, how can anyone be stronger than me?" He sneered.

It was the magic that death had given him, it was given by death

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