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[Werewolf Killing + Divine Familiar + Decisive Killing + Reasoning] Boom-boom-boom! The rich bells broke the silence of the church and echoed heavily in the sky above the town. The hour hand of the clock was exactly on the twelve scales. Everyone in the town invariably had those words pop up in their minds: It's dark, please close your eyes. In a dilapidated hut, a white robe fell on Zhang Yan's desk at some point. It was shiny and shining, shimmering in the darkness. A few black shadows suddenly passed by outside the door, and without stopping for a moment, they disappeared into the night. Zhang Yan's shoulders rose and fell violently at the table, and his heavy breathing was particularly clear in the silence. He clenched his fists and murmured in his throat, concentrating on each word: "This time, I must not fail."

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