Chapter 327. Hope and Despair [Huh?] For the first time, Chaos’s gaze shifted oddly. Like the look of someone witnessing something confusing. Because the Spear of Mortality was disappearing as if being absorbed into Black Scythe’s body. ‘It’s not being absorbed. It’s being sucked into space.’ Chaos traced the path of that space. And then he couldn’t help but be...
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