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Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control

    

Ping spoke truthfully."Nonsense, I'm sure you stole it or found it! There's no way someone would give this to you!"The security guard yelled loudly, then waved his hand, and four or five guards surrou...ly pinched the incantation again, and the talismans on his body rose into the air once more!"Water-controlling incantation…"Sesame shouted loudly, and then the ground around him burst apart, jets of w...