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... n intensity as I neared, but transformed into a mild warmth and surrounded my body when I came into contact. Raffley’s scales and bones were originally black, but now they were dyed white.


“This is quite unusual. The specter attribute was added in from its original attribute… and now a divine attribute.”


I felt a certain coldness from the burning remains of Raffley. Ares chimed in.


It turns out that it was a Mercury Dragon. But why is it so big? Mercury Dragons are ...

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