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Sacrificial soldiers could always accurately sense the aura of their own kind. Shadow Thirteen felt that the other party's aura was familiar, but it was not a killing tool refined from the sacrificial soldier camp. Instead, it was a killing weapon that was a hundred or a thousand times more terrifying. People gave it the nickname Asura.

Shadow Thirteen had never seen a real Asura before, and he was only guessing. No matter what, an expert of this realm was definitely not someone they could deal with now.

Shadow Thirteen looked at the three people who had fallen and then at Ah Wei, whose situation was not much better than his. He asked, "Was this… the person you encountered last time?"

Ah Wei thought for a while and nodded. That person attacked too quickly and was suppressed before he could react. He did not even see his face clearly, but he could recognize his aura.