Chapter WRATH OF THE HEAVENLY GOD Fwooom—! The scythe, imbued with flames from the Branch of Blazing Fire, tore Artaros’s limbs apart. Artaros’s body, dying without even managing to react, rewound time and reattached itself brazenly. [Fast. Faster and stronger than before. It must be because of the buffs your companions placed on you, yes?] Muttering, Artaros suddenly turned everything...
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