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The heavy rain fell like a waterfall, and they looked at the man in the rain and the ghost-like sword in fear. The sword of revenge has cut off countless evil spirits, and now it is about to strike on their heads. "Actually, I don't hate you. The person I hate most is myself holding a sword." The man murmured. The rain became heavier, like a storm so powerful that it could flood the entire world.
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