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Malice blows in the face, resentment roars. Pushing away the evil spirit biting his neck, Nisigong Che closed the book in his hand with an expressionless expression. "This year's Kyoto is a bit strange."

Ancient magic stagnated; new technology flourished. The demonic dragon prostrates himself on the ground and keeps whimpering; the god's laurel crown is about to be plucked off with one hand. "These are all fake." "Interrupt the innovation, the advantage is mine!" "It's time to restore the glory of magic!" - Be quick, before the players arrive.