Kang, kang, kaaaang! Copying the power of the Candle Dragon Race’s True Blood, Jin Wol-ryeong draws forth a sword of glass from her hand and faces Wol Ryeong. Wol Ryeong uses every kind of trick and technique, striking Jin Wol-ryeong with the radiance halberd. “Haha, yes. You do have the right to flaunt such impudent pride.” “Do you think that is all?” Gradually Wol Ryeong’s momentum grows fiercer, and Jin Wol-ryeong’s face too fills with an expression of enjoyment. Thus, when the duel between one Human and one Fighting Ghost Race reaches its peak Urrururung! or) oo Heaven and Earth rumble, and both of them shudder. Paaang— The desert of scrap iron vanishes, and Wol Ryeong and Jin Wol-ryeong return to the Heart Tribe territory where they originally stand. The spell that manifested a part of Jin Wol-ryeong’s main body’s surface is canceled. The reason for the spell’s cancellation is …

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