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Chapter 587 The True Master
!Sesame cracked his finger, letting a drop of blood fall onto the compass, then muttered incantations!The compass needle gradually calmed down and then stopped moving!"Damn, we've been walking for age...ished speaking, a faint glow flickered on his palms. Then he gently pressed them against the prison door!Soon, the entire cell was bathed in light, with runes flashing all around it, constantly rotati...