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... my heart.

   This racial talent is too strong.

   With this talent, it basically declares that he has obtained the pass to become a god.

  As long as he doesn't fall halfway, becoming a **** is a certainty.

  Even the lower gods may not be his end.

  With the potential of the blood of the Bright Holy Dragon

  Even if he is a true **** or even the main god, he may have the possibility to reach it.

   It is indeed the blood left by the Holy Dragon o ...

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