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Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control
nd, where the once icy and biting snow had vanished, replaced by desolate brown soil and rock formations. A deep frown creased Long Xingxu's brow.It's obvious that such changes on Sol Dragon Island mu...xpect humans to be so cruel to their own kind."Having said that, the armor-piercing beast continued, “Is the Iron Hammer Master deep in the mine Take us to him. The essence of those spirit ore stones...