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Chapter 1097
ometers.Half a month ago, sunshine, waves, beaches, lush and vibrant!Nowadays, everything is in ruins.The beach is stained red, trees are destroyed, and countless creatures have perished.This is the p...ough the air; instead, the surroundings grew eerily silent, as if all sounds had been absorbed by the whips.It is not difficult to guess that this whip, when it hits the body, is no longer as simple a...