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Journey into the Dark Universe

While looking at the messages shared by his friends on his phone, Viny realized that something was missing from him. He looked right and left and grunted. "Why did I suddenly feel like something was missing from me." Was it luck that disappeared from Viny? How far could Viny's luck drag him? Could he survive from this cycle by his own protection? Do you also feel like Viny, sometimes something is missing from you? *** When a tribe that exists in our Dark Universe makes their tribal magic formation, they do it step by step; The chieftain took the bowl and came to Anuo. "My existence is a fire." The tribal leader said out loud. "My existence is a fire." Anuo then repeated. The whole tribe followed up "Good morning, child of the fire." "My existence is from blood." The tribal leader said out loud. "My existence is from blood." Anuo then repeated. The whole tribe followed up "Let the blood come, Spring to the life. Let the soul come, Arouse the fire." “Our ancestor Akon Hear me! Anuo will not deviate from your way!” Anuo shouted. The chieftain took the liquid and poured it over Anuo's head, and Anuo bit the bloody heart in her hand and ate it to the end.

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A mysterious organism

Gnabnes relied on these experienced colonels. After thinking for a while, he decided "Okay Hidenzest. Send the soldier. If he succeeds, he will be given the title of major"

Secretly, the one-meter commando robot took the permission of the giant robot and swiftly moved toward the Magic Snail. It would take three hours to get there.

In the depths of mine number 19/007, a group of nine miners were excavating under the supervision of two private soldiers. As one of the miners continued to dig, he felt his hammer hit something extremely hard.

There has never been such a harsh kickback, no matter how much you mine. The miner quickly and confidently picked up the chisel, ignoring the broken pickaxe. He began quickly hammering the chisel around the place where his pickaxe was broken. After lingering for a few minutes, the chief miner next to them came to him.

"Ramon, why are you lingering? We have a quota we must reach. Let's!"