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The black wooden staff was swung rapidly in the air, and the huge magic circle flashing with countless magic patterns buzzed and hummed. Blood soaked through the leather boots, and the cold body turned into powder. The black robe is covered with knife wounds, sword wounds, fighting spirit wounds, magic wounds... His contracted beast is as tireless as a meat grinder, and his hands turned into sharp blades are like death scythes. The strong men of the Secret Magic Union were hysterical, and the Divine Blessing Knight mobilized the last bit of fighting spirit. The space magic circle that had disappeared for thousands of years came to the ancient continent again, and the seeds of power that could shake any power awakened and sprouted. A boy wearing a black robe stood in the moonlight, his indifferent pupils like a ferocious beast in the deep sea. "Why do you want to be enemies with the whole world?" The coalition commander asked. "Because we are not willing to be fate's lackeys!" The two said in unison, looking at each other and smiling. Hundreds of years later, the "all nations" in the Shadow Land rose quietly, and their strength was not inferior to those familiar and powerful races. The magic circle arranged by the Grand Mage personally resisted the magic cannon and blocked countless fighting spirit, magic, black powder, and even conspiracies. This is the story of a strong man who is destined to be superior to the gods, and his mysterious contract beast.