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... st like he had taken one step closer to becoming a genuine god…

Nevertheless, he continued his experimentation with the Astral Augmenter Class while the line to sign up for the Entrance Ceremony was being reduced at noticeable speeds.

And while we're on the topic of noticing things, not a single person was able to notice a single thing that Azmond was augmenting.

Even as entire tables and chairs were being constantly melted and rebuilt, not a single person paid any attent ...

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