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Chapter 237

Chapter 237

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The core region of the Realm of Lost was a silent, dead place shrouded in shadows. The air was thick with a suffocating oppression, as if even breathing had grown heavy. Guided by the Messenger of Light, Lu Chen and Huo Yao reached the center of this region. An ancient altar stood there, its surface covered in intricate runes emitting a faint glow—the final hope of the Realm of Lost. "Are you ready?" The voice of the Messenger of Light rang in their ears, carrying a hint of gravity. "Once the ritual begins, it cannot be stopped. You must give it everything you have."

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