"Odvia, have you ever seen someone with an 18-point curse of doom?"

Wu Xiaode asked.

Dense runes have appeared in the sky—

Is this the so-called sacrifice?

The panda seemed to sense something, and a scream of anger broke out in his mouth.

A good panda, worthy of the existence of the death lord level, even if he was hit by a punch that increased the damage ten million times, he still breathed a sigh of relief, in the dense talisman.

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