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... ir shields. Dozens of the giants stood firm to block the tide of the zombified Jötnar coming in, but the Skeleton King mercilessly charged in at that crowd. Its gigantic body crashed straight into them.

Zombie Jötnar and the living giants wielding stone shields were all flung away in pieces. Those giants that dared to block the undead King’s path were ruthlessly trampled to death by its hooves.

The flaming whip cracked around, while the golden spear and sword worked together to c ...

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