【6:30 in the evening】

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"Shashasha..."

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The sound of fine carvings sounded.

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The girl with waterfall-like white hair sat quietly on a wooden chair, sculpting the wooden sculpture in her hand.

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Different from the previous wood carvings, this one is a girl with long hair.

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The facial features of the woodcarving girl have a bright and generous beauty. Her eyes are long and narrow, and the corners of her mouth are always slightly raised, as if she has an inexhaustible vitality.

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...like its sculptor.

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Leaning the fiery red spear against the table, Naraku lowered his head slightly, focusing his attention on the wood carving.

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Even though she still looks like a girl, her back already looks a little hunched.

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She seemed to be immersed in her own world.

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The blood of the evening shone through the window paper and sprinkled on her pale face, which had faded away.

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Su Mingan glanced at the sky and asked Doya if there was a bed nearby, or a place where people could sleep.

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He can't miss the last level tonight. Once night falls, he must enter the night dungeon.

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He doesn't have the slightest relationship between men and women for Naruo, what she likes should be Kaia who has Su Rin's appearance and will.

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And...even Kaia herself, strictly speaking, can't be regarded as the object of her liking.

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In the past, Kaia had been consumed and occupied by Su Rin's memory in time, and she should liked the original Su Rin.

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So, strictly speaking,

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The person she liked has long since died.

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Died for this world.

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"There is a rest room nearby, but due to the need on the southern side of the city wall, this is a temporary base. All the beds have been moved, and even the bricks have been taken down." Doya hesitated: "If you don't mind, this is The room has some space, I can call someone to bring the bed over now..."

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"No need."

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Su Mingan stretched out his hand.

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With a loud "bang", under the shocked gazes of several soul hunters, a crooked and crooked bed, which seemed to be poorly made, smashed into the open space in the room like a boulder.

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This is the nighttime "artifact" made by Su Mingan himself. After returning from the sea, he specially made another one to prevent him from being unable to enter the dungeon on time due to emergencies.

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For such important matters, he has always been very strict.

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The requirement to enter the night dungeon is that you need a "bed" and a "closed space". It's not feasible to lay down on a bed on the street, so if it's too late to go back, it's too late to lie down in this room.

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"Wait...wait, do you want to sleep here?" Duo Ya was stunned when she saw Su Ming'an's decisive action of putting down the bed.

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Behind her, a few soul-hunting boys were poking their brains, their eyes almost popping out.

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They didn't know the prerequisites for the night dungeon. Seeing the legendary behavior of Lord Su Rin putting the bed on the spot, their young minds were greatly shocked.

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Su Mingan glanced at the system time, it was half past six in the evening.

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Generally speaking, the night dungeon will start when it is officially night, and the sunlight outside the window has already begun to dim.

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In order to seize even the slightest chance to meet the brave, he did not intend to waste time on the road.

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He sat directly on the bed beside him, intending to enter in the first second of the dungeon's opening time.

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Seeing that Su Mingan sat down very naturally, Duoya's lips moved, but she still didn't speak.

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She thought, maybe Lord Su Rin has his own considerations.

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After all, he is a legendary hero, and he led Praia to face two disasters that were enough to wipe out the family. It's normal for him to think differently from ordinary people...

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She silently walked out with a few soul hunters, and wanted to invite Naraku, who was carving wood carvings, too.

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But when she approached, Naraku, like a small animal protecting its food, slammed the wood carving into her arms and looked at Duoya vigilantly.

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Looking at the somewhat childish Naraku, Duoya knew that this was a symptom of Naraku's gradually fading self-consciousness.

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The dissipation of vitality and soul is like this. Once a person has symptoms of weak memory, it means that the situation has reached the most serious time.

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After that, she will experience a very fast will subsidence and loss of five senses... Then, the whole person will lose consciousness and die in silence.

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Her time is running out.

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Duoya leaned down and said softly to Naruo, "I won't rob you, child, just, we don't want to disturb Su Rin here."

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Naruto was stunned.

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Suddenly, she lowered her head, and the carving knife made a few last marks on the wood carving, carving out the thin strands of hair.

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After a while, she blew a breath, and the fine sawdust flew around the room like star shards.

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She completed the wood carving in her hand.

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"give."

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She suddenly raised her hands up, holding the completed wooden sculpture of a girl, and handing it to Doya.

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"This... send it to me?" Doya was a little surprised.

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She also thought that the wooden sculpture in the shape of a girl was given to Lord Su Rin by Naruo. After all, everyone could see that Naruto liked Su Rin so much.

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"Sister, although I seem to have suddenly forgotten a lot of things...and who you are..." Naraku looked straight at Doya with a pair of faded eyes:

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"But... I still remember that you've always been kind to me. Thank you."

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She held the wooden sculpture in her hand high, like a bright star, and stuffed it directly into Duoya's arms.

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"…"

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Duoya's calm expression suddenly collapsed.

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Her hands were trembling, she took the wood carving, and the fingers holding the wood carving were trembling.

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Looking at Duoya who suddenly burst into tears, Naruo blinked.

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As her memory gradually lost and her five senses gradually weakened, she had forgotten the name of the eldest sister in front of her and what she had helped her. But she knew that the big sister seemed to treat her very well.

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So, she wants to give each other a gift.

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In her life, it was not just love.

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It's true that she likes Su Rin, but her feelings are never completely tied to one person.

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For Duoya, the deputy minister who has been taking care of her, even if she has forgotten a lot, she still remembers that Duoya was very kind to her.

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Before that, she seemed to be alone for a long time.

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Like a boat drifting on the sea that may sink at any time. She had no companions, no crew to accompany her, no compass or captain to guide her. Only sailing alone on the sea, it seems that it is going to sail into the sea fog that is confusing for a lifetime.

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But since arriving here, she seems to have met many people who take care of her.

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Her boat docked.

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Although her stay here will be much shorter than that of ordinary girls.

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Looking at Duoya who burst into tears, Naruo didn't understand what the eldest sister was sad about.

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"Don't be sad." She suddenly opened her arms.

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The blood-red sunset fell on her cheeks, and a golden glow appeared in her eyes.

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"Hold." She opened her arms and said.

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At this moment, Duoya couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes.

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She took a step forward and hugged Naraku hard.

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The white-haired girl's body is very thin, and her bones are very hard, like a bone frame wrapped in flesh, which is extremely light in her arms.

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The warm heat passed into her body, Doya closed her eyes and put the girl's head on her shoulder.

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After a while, Doya gently let go of Naruo.

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She knew that Naraku seemed to want to stay here.

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She no longer discouraged her, but just gave Naraku a deep look, as if to keep her appearance in her heart forever, and then turned around.

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The door of the room was gently closed, and there were only two people left in the room.

Naruo turned her head and looked at Su Mingan sitting next to her with a dazed gaze.

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"I remember you too." She said, "...I definitely remember you."

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Some of the dark sunset shone on her eyes, and her eyes were as dazzling as flames.

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A strand of white hair fell from her forehead. She reached out and pinned the strand of hair, but felt a bunch of broken hair.

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Looking at the broken white hair between her palms, she suddenly smiled.

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"Even if I forget everything... I still remember you," she said.

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The thick clouds outside the window are gradually passing, and will engulf that smear of sunlight from the day.

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Night is about to come.

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"Do you like the wood carving I gave you?" Naraku looked at him: "Keep it, take it, go...anywhere you want to go."

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In the silence, she suddenly said this.

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Su Mingan raised her head and saw the smile on her face.

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A gust of breeze rushed in from outside the window, blowing her long hair like sunshine in an instant.

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She closed her eyes slightly, the gauze on the skirt was like white water splashes, flowing lightly in the wind.

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When the night fell completely and the last glimpse of the sunset completely disappeared, he saw her open her completely faded eyes.

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"Rin... No. You who don't know your real name."

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She slightly raised her eyes, and in those eyes, which had always been hot and lustrous, there was a twilight-like bleakness at this time:

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"...I wish you a happy nineteenth birthday in advance."

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…

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The next second, the darkness of night pressed in, covering her long pale hair flying in an instant.

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Vision changes.

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…

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Su Ming'an was standing in a fiery red magma.

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The sand table was floating, the king city was silent, and the scorching wind brushed his eyelashes.

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His eyes were a little stunned, and he stood there as if froze.

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[Welcome back to Demon King City—Respect the great Demon Lord—!]

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The intense and high system voice came as promised, ringing in his ears.

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But he clearly remembered that she was wishing him a happy birthday.

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It belongs to him, happy nineteenth birthday.

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"…"

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Su Ming'an is absolutely certain that Naraku is not a self-awakened NPC, otherwise, with the other party's temperament, he would not have remained silent for so long.

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Even when Luna came to her, she was always in a downtime attitude and didn't respond to the words "player" and "world" in their mouths.

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But just now,

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In the countdown to her life,

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... This girl seems to have completed a "self-awakening" that almost broke through the system's limitations.

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She realized the difference between him and Su Rin because of pure love.

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With a pure "human" will, she broke through the "personal" limitation from the system.

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[The great Demon King—don't be stunned, please deploy the Demon King City as soon as possible to welcome the heroes who are about to come—! 】 The excited voice of the system continued to sound, as if it wanted to urge him very much.

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But he suddenly laughed.

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An unstoppable smile emerged from his mouth, and then it expanded like a torn crack.

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"Ha ha ha ha…"

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He tightly clutched the wooden sculpture he just took out from the grid of his backpack, and his smile spread like a tear on his face.

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【…】

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The system appears to be stuck.

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[Lord Demon King, please don't be happy in advance! The power of the hero is very powerful, you...] It immediately shouted.

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In previous dungeons, its emotions have never been so intense, maybe the final level makes it exciting.

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"System." Su Ming'an's fingers rubbed the wood carving: "You failed to tease us successfully."

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The system got stuck for a while, and seemed a little puzzled: [Lord Demon King, what do you mean...? 】

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Su Ming'an restrained his smile.

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He is very happy,

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Because he finally saw an independent and free creature in the true sense.

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The moment he saw Naruo's pure smile, he had already understood that Shelude's choice was by no means the result of the system and the setting of the character - the knight's firm belief was confirmed at this moment.

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...they are clearly flesh-and-blood creatures.

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Even for an NPC that was set to be "unawakened", under extreme circumstances, with abundant emotions, she actually broke through the limit.

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Human beings have unlimited potential, and their emotions are something that cannot be fully explained by research.

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For the sake of the child, a mother can lift a car that is far beyond what she can bear. For the sake of her lover, people who are usually extremely afraid of death can rush into the sea of ​​​​fire without hesitation.

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It is a kind of "setting" that allows people to easily violate their usual "settings", allowing them to break through the ordinary self and become a glorious existence.

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The moment he saw Naruo smiling at him and wishing him "Happy Birthday", her image instantly became very clear in his mind.

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She is no longer the epitome of the image of "the charming lady who lost her family and came to Praia for her lover".

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Her soul, under the countdown of life, has clearly become extremely free.

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Of course, this situation can also be explained by the image of "this is an NPC who can break through restrictions in special circumstances", but at this moment, this specific "personality" has become no longer important.

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She lives in everyone's eyes.

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He looked at the wooden sculpture in his hand.

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The wood carving is a handsome young man with a straight back, a rising smile, and a pair of eyes that are always bright.

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The fiery red sparks of Demon King City rang in his ears, and when he held up the wooden sculpture, he saw a line of small characters on the chassis.

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…

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【When you wake up in the silent dawn,】

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[You will see me soaring high. 】

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…

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…

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The epic war music sounded.

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In the blood-red Demon King City, the legendary hero finally ushered in.

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Su Mingan looked at the dark shadow with a sword that was deliberately hidden by the black mist, and slowly approached, and heard the system's voice.

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【big boss! The brave man has a "God-given heart", and you can't shoot it directly. However, you can transform into the phantom of the soldier you have developed to help you fight—to defeat the brave man! 】

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Su Mingan stretched out his hand.

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White light flashed.

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One after another, puppets of different shapes are guarding this blood-red land. The moment they saw the shadow warrior, they roared and rushed forward.

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Golden Rose, Black Lover, Moonlight Watcher, Frost Ruler, Divine Radiance, Blue Rose, Silent Knight... Names that were very familiar to Su Ming'an all swept out like a flood.

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Their enemy is only the dark shadow who keeps marching forward in the epic music.

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"Roar-!"

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"Roar-!"

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An inexplicable roar resounded throughout this blood-red land.

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The spark exploded in the air, and the brave man was even more powerful. He smashed the puppets who attacked him in an unparalleled manner, and rushed towards Su Mingan who was standing at the door of the church like chopping melons and vegetables.

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The puppets tried their best, fought fearlessly, and fell in rows. But soon there will be more puppets rushing up to defend this **** land with a posture of fearless death.

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When looking at the shadow warrior surrounded by puppets, Su Ming'an's mentality was a little strange.

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At this time... it should be counted, he is looking at his future self.