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Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control

    

tly as Chen Ping had imagined!Everywhere, there were scattered pieces of armor and broken weapons, while the beast cores that littered the ground served as a grim testament to the countless monsters s... demonic beasts, incredibly fresh, without that dusty air!But no one cared about the beast pill, instead, they all turned their eyes to look around, wanting to see if there were any other treasures!As...