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Gunpowder is fragrant, and the god of death is hesitant. The battle armor is in the smoke, and the beauty is gone. In the miserable world, thousands of horses return to Mang. The birds are gone, the good bows are hidden, everyone is a chess piece, Why do you have to show off your strength? Demons and demons, holy blood defends evil gods The demon god revives, everything is injured but only the god of death lives forever. Magicians, sleepers, undead and vampires have appeared one after another... Fighting to the top of ten thousand people, the lonely Lu Qi murmured: "There is no savior in this world. Only my hands can reshape this miserable world." ---------- When death comes and says the time has come, He said: "Go away, I am the god of death."