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... the appearance of a man with a buzz-cut hairstyle, greenish brown hair color and lavender eyes. Unlike his normal attire, he's now wearing grey armor that exudes the power of storm.

With a confident smile and overbearing demeanor, Indra loudly declared, "Let's start this damn thing!"

"Indra, not everyone is here yet." One of the Gods from Eastern Europe interrupted him. It was obvious to everyone that he was hostile against the loud God.

But Indra just smirked at him as h ...

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