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Throughout this process, Dean McKenzie did not even glance at Carlin once. His eyes were constantly focused on the eight-winged angel clone.

"This thing is an opportunity for Old Seven, isn't his talent transformation still lacking explosive accumulation?

Just give this thing to him!

"Dean McKenzie casually snapped his fingers while he was speaking.

Dean McKenzie was still in the Land of Bone. Over at the Heavenly Abyss, or to be more exact, at the location of the eight-winged angel clone, a Bone Prison had risen, directly confining the eight-winged angel within.

However, the eight-winged angel, after all, was a tiny divine power level angel clone, and its combat power was indeed astonishing.

Not long after it was trapped in the Bone Prison, it struggled free from Old Eight's skill and started to burst forth, intending to break free from Dean McKenzie's Bone Prison.