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Not far from the Red Mud Hills, Deathwing came here quietly. In front of him was a goblin, an enslaved goblin, succumbing to the powerful power of the black dragon.

Claire's eyes were filled with resentment. Goblins were professional traitors and traitors. They would betray and sell out as long as the price was right. They only cared about profit and not morality. If the price was right, they would even kidnap their own mothers and wives and sell the ...

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