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Five hundred and thirtieth chapters from Shergo's strange flame (seven)(2/2)

"Cover? Are you talking about camouflage arrays? What's the range? What's the strength?"

"Half of the arena is only useful for players of level 3 and below."

"Wow~ It sounds amazing. Was it released by the demon?"

"Don't know."

Shaking his head, the broken cloak suddenly grabbed his right arm, and a light blue light suddenly condensed in his palm.

"Wind Seal Technique? Well? Are you willing to use tricks? Is there anything worth searching for?"

“Maybe there.”

Seeing the broken cloak bringing the blue light to the covered face, the hat next to it immediately calmed down.

"Um!?"

Suddenly, the body of the broken cloak began to tremble violently, and at the same time, a stream of air visible to the naked eye began to linger around him. The hat beside him immediately let out a low voice and pressed his shoulder.

"Hey! Is it okay?"

"He...he! It turned out to be him!"

The airflow became stronger and stronger, so that the hat beside him was already a little unsteady, but suddenly, the wind stopped again in an instant.

"Yuan Fang, I... am going to fight again."

The low voice has uncontrollable emotions, but I can't explain what it is, including anger, hatred, sadness, and decadence...

"you……"

When he heard this, the straw hat immediately followed the other party's gaze.

Finally, his gaze stopped steadily on Thor, who was still lying in the pit...
Chapter completed!
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