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"Priestess Lilith, what do you mean by a Cataclysm Tier Daemon? Is it code or a title given to a daemon that is above Mythical Tier?" a reporter asked as she raised her hand.
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"How did you get a hold of this information, Priestess Lilith. Where are your sources coming from?" another question followed.
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"Where is the Cataclysm-Tier daemon? Can you please give us an explanation of how strong it is and what kind of skills it possesses?"
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"What is going to happen?"
"Can we do something?"
"Who should we send?"
"Is the Goddess going to stop its appearance?"
"Is it true that your bodyguard Sylva is still a child? Are you pursuing interracial marriage? Please give us an answer!"
