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... oaked figure was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
Completely still, just like a statue.
Gradually, the blood coagulated and formed a scab. Casio, at this moment, looked more like a sculpture, and there wasn’t even a hint of breathing from his chest. His aura was so weak, it was almost like he was a dead man.
An hour passed and everything remained the same.
Two hours passed with no movement.
Three hours…. Four hours…. Five hours….
Suddenly, a cle ...
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