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Chapter 60: Butcher’s Banquet
Despite the title, neither Juteen nor any of the Ice Brute Tribe are Titans, at least based on minimum height and weight requirement of one but he’s at least twice larger than Nichol. Then, with a weird sway of his body, he instantly dashed forward and within a split second, he’s only a couple of feet away from them. However… *Bang! Bang! Bang! …before he could erase the remaining gap, thousands of Mana beams and Mana-infused bullets were fired from Arks and starships emerging from the Roaming Workshop. It’s Sen’s priced defence system operating at full power. *BOOM! With such a tremendous force, Juteen was ceased from his track. He is indeed formidable, a Level 7 who had already treaded the path towards Divinity but Sen’s defence system is designed and packed with the firepower tha
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