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Chapter 100: The Primordial Beings
The passage was short, and in no time Grimm reached a giant wall made entirely of hundreds of thousands if not millions of bones. Grimm frowned, looking at this wall of bones. “If this is Faust’s idea, he better not do anything this funny to my house.” There was a murderous glint in his glare, not hesitating one bit to end the Lord Necromancer regardless of his usefulness if he ever pull something like this to Phoenix Feather. “Outsider, what have you came here for?” Then suddenly, that same time he was in thoughts, a consciousness entered Grimm’s mind. The voice was that of an old man and an old woman mixed together. It was unpleasant to the ears. This immediately caused Grimm, who identified the mechanism as well as the creature behind the voice, to express a far more serious express
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