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The Wolf’s BrideThe Wolf’s Bride
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Chapter 1708

He had been stuck at the ninth Divine Step for fifty years. In those fifty years, Maxwell had been single-mindedly devoted to cultivation. However, fifty years had passed, but Maxwell had no clue how to break through. He was like a headless fly. The Scroll of Enchantment in front of him was the greatest treasure. Perhaps... he could use this to open the path of immortal cultivation and enter a brand-new world. “Allister...” Maxwell held the Scroll of Enchantment, unwilling to let it go. He looked at Zerin and said sincerely, “At such a critical moment, you actually obtained such a treasure... It’s truly a blessing for Petalonia and me. “I hope that you can give me the Scroll of Enchantment. In the name of the forebearer of Petalonia, I swear that I will grant you great benefits. “If you want money, power, or women... Even the position of the next emperor of Petalonia... I can give it all to you. “Furthermore, I can also promise that as long as I’m alive, I’ll protect the Allist

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