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Chapter 223: Tale of bitter memories.
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"It finally subsided… well done, Venak,"

Oasis thought, few meters away, yet locked in a brutal clash of wills.

His cyan aura shimmered intensely as he caught Barnabus’s massive bludgeon with both bare hands, stopping it mid-swing.

Sparks scattered from the impact, the force creating a small crater beneath his boots.

Barnabus staggered back a step, breathing heavily, blood oozing from his cracked lips and missing teeth.

Oasis spun back.

Barnabus spat thick red saliva to the side. “It seems
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