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"Damn, I had a feeling that King Sisyphus was about to fall on hard times! This might really be true!"
"If all else fails, just take another look." Qin Muye would never give up the Divine Lamp unless it was truly useless to him.
"Fairy tales mixed with mythologies are not at all fairy tale-like..."
"No one came looking for you, Prince Qin," a servant said respectfully. This was a direct order from Sisyphus himself, naturally to be handled with care. Just by virtue of his princely status alone, he was not someone just anyone could handle.
"In addition, the great King Sisyphus has also provided you, Prince Qin, with a hundred guards, all of whom are the strongest warriors of Corinth Kingdom, brave enough to charge even at a Chimera," said a nobleman of the court as a hundred soldiers in armor, equipped with spears and shields, stepped forward.