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When His Mask CracksWhen His Mask Cracks
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Chapter 640

"I can do without everything else. Just return that demon core to me," Andrew said, extending his hand calmly, showing little sign of hostility. From the very beginning, Desmond had attempted to deceive him into becoming bait, and just moments ago, Andrew had deliberately used the demon core to attract the hatred of the Black Spirit Python. Since Desmond had survived, the score between them was settled, and Andrew temporarily set aside his intention to take everything into his own possession. However, a seed of greed had taken root in Desmond's heart. The extent of his injuries was more severe than he had anticipated, and upon returning, he would undoubtedly need time to recuperate. Yet, the situation could transform if he could obtain two Black Spirit Python demon cores. At the very least, his physical strength could be elevated to another level, thus making up for lost time. "Come and get it yourself. I have no strength left," Desmond feigned weakness, slowly raising his hand a

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