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... t, and their feet were like stepping on. Trampling on the ground in a rainy day, crackling.

Sauron sensed the familiar and delicious way in the blood of Essilor, and the black mist was spreading wildly. His dark power was transmitted at no cost, and the consequence was that the half-orcs of Mordor were thousands of dead and paralyzed. If the zombie is air-dried, all its vitality is sucked out as a motive force for supply.

Correspondingly, in the Dark Source Hall, the enveloped by d ...

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