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... nd four hundred degrees Celsius, and he felt like he was burning. Just breathing here was like swallowing fire itself.
If it weren't for the unique rank black robe he was wearing, Jacob would be in huge trouble. He was already hundreds of miles deep into the flame desert, and the ice plains had long vanished.
At this moment, Jacob finally stopped as he thought this distance was far more than eloquent enough to start the fire meditation, and he didn't have to worry about running o ...
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