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It was not just a matter of a few people dying from the demon invasion.

The eastern part of Astera had been staggering since the Bagran War, followed by the revival of Altema and the destruction of the Gram Kingdom and Denova.

It was only natural that they could not withstand the chaos caused by the demons popping out.

The loss of lives was enormous, but the real problem was the collapse of the logistics system.

Altema had smashed Denova and brought down a ...

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