"How did it disappear?"
The enemy was right in front of her eyes, and the sudden disappearance of power made Sally very nervous, but she could clearly sense that a force was gathering on the big sword in the bald man's hand, and he was about to launch an attack.
"Please, come out quickly! Great **** of woolen pants, save your believers." Sally shouted in her heart, but the imaginary "God of woolen pants" did not respond.
A sharp force broke away from the big sword in the bald man's hand, and went straight to
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