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Ham Sausage, the Bootlicker

Redakteur: Atlas Studios

As those slivers of black aura were drawn out, Oscar began to recover, and his face appeared to regain a little vitality. Even his face, which had somewhat turned old, turned rosy. However, his hair which had fallen out did not regrow, and his body was also covered with some peculiar runic marks.

Those marks were left behind when Trisson's Catastrophe Vest activated. They flashed with blue light, making his skin seem slightly bluish as well.

Everyone was watching this magical scene. It was probably for this kind of situation that people talked about magical resurrection. What was even more unbelievable was that no medicine was used at all. It was just a drag and drop of the soul. What kind of method was this? Even the Holy City's Great Teachers who specialized in treating wounded souls could not do this.

At this moment, no one dared to underestimate the dark little baldy in front of them. Deeper rivers flowed in majestic silence!

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