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Chapter 69 — What Not Even the Gods Destroyed

作者: Queen Bee
last update 公開日: 2026-08-01 00:52:13

Feliks remained for a few seconds looking at the place where the portal had disappeared. The entire hall continued submerged in an uncomfortable silence, as if no one had the courage to be the first to admit that what had just happened had truly occurred.

He had already faced creatures capable of splitting mountains, had seen Boris bring down a Lycan with nothing more than the pressure of his own aura, had witnessed Dmitry fight like a true god. But none of that — none of it — compared to the s
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