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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."

The old magic comes to a standstill; Emerging technologies are booming. The dragon lay on the ground whimpering; The laurel crown of the gods is ready to be plucked off with one hand. "These are all fake." "Interrupting innovation, the advantage is mine!" "It's time to restore the glory of magic!" --Be quick, before the players arrive.