Jeff had undoubtedly refined not just one or two toxic beings; the hundreds of toxic beings that marched out from here are proof of that.
"Master, why are the ones in the lead wearing silver armor?"
The count noticed the ten toxic beings charging at the very front. They were vastly different from ordinary toxic beings, not only radiating intense spiritual fluctuations, but also clad in silver armor. Compared to those beggars-turned-toxic-beings, the difference was like heaven and earth.
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