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... ceaselessly tried to piece them together, his hands weathered, yet he could not manage to reassemble them.
Suddenly.
The elderly man abruptly looked up, fixing his gaze in the void.
Within the Divine Soul, from nowhere came endless blood threads, abruptly entwining, tightly pulling tighter and tighter, circle after circle. The elderly man frowned, his withered hands trembling slightly, reaching into the void as if to tear the blood threads apart.
However, after h ...
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