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... at as tall as a man's waist, and the surrounding air that's filled with denser mana.

"The Red Wolves' Mountain."

I mumbled while looking at the tall mountain in front of me.

I have no good memory in this place, this is the first place where I almost die.

"Well, this time it will be different."

I muttered as I dashed inside the mountain.

I'm emitting a strong and majestic presence using my mana and <Monarch's Presence>. So there's no monster n ...

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