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Realm of Dread Mist

The Undead King used the skill of the great sword to pull the Reaper to a different dimension. The dimension that they were transported to is a special space that the God of Death Abaddon blessed himself.

[Any individual with the blessing of the God of Death that steps forth in the Realm of Dread Mist will have a 20% increase in stats.]

People might say that the increase in stats is minimal but 20% is already a large difference especially if those in battle are high leveled. The Undead King did not wait in ceremony as he already swung his great sword towards the Reaper. The Reaper seeing that he was trapped could only direct its aggression towards the Undead King.

"Ho..w da..re y..ou….food!" The Reaper's voice that is cold and dark could be heard slipping from its lips.

"Finally. I thought you were born mute or something. It would be boring to not be able to hear your screams of anguish." The Undead King stated with a smile.

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