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Chapter 52: The Harvest! The Hunter and the "Courier"
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Barton, the berserker of the War Clan, was lost in the ecstasy of victory.

He licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, feeling the blood-energy surging through him, three warm "cleaver" sigils clenched tightly in his hand.

Each sigil represented a fellow tribesman he had torn apart.

"Hahaha! Mother's glory is destined to belong to me, Barton!"

He laughed maniacally and, without hesitation, stepped into the spinning blood-red portal before him.

He was going to seek more prey, collect more sigils!

However, the moment he stepped out of the blood-red vortex, the splendid palace he had expected did not appear.

He was met by a dead silence, an ancient library steeped in the musty smell of old paper.

Towering shelves reached up to the dome, cloaked in cobwebs and dust.

In the center of the library, a man in a silver coat with striking silver hair crouched on the floor, his fingers flashing over a complex sigil carved into the ground, as if altering something.

A human?

Patton was stunned
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