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Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

    

Wulin's voice sounded in his ear, finally calming Xie Xie's agitated mind. 。Please be quiet. 。“Tang Wulin suddenly spoke in a low voice. Although his voice didn’t seem loud, every student who heard i..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonseemed capable of grasping heaven and earth. A black hole with a seven-colored border appeared in his palm.Levi's body uncontrollably drifted closer to him, the intense fear of death making Levi want...