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... fact that his spirit was much more powerful than they could’ve imagined.


And of course, the latter was more shocking to them.


Ho Sung Lee was someone who only remained in the hunter leaders’ memories as the head of a small clan.


Even when the towers appeared, he was simply assisting Min Sung Kang as he had no influence on his own.


So how could such a person have so much vigor now?


The hunter leaders felt so much pressure that they found it hard ...

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