The Emperor’s Angel of Death - v2 Chapter 1898 Galaxy visitors

Eldgrim moved his thick buttocks, and sat in a chair that didn't fit his figure in a comfortable posture. He smelled of perfume, with curly beard and hair, and was dressed in exquisite and loose clothes The clothes seem to be to cover up the stocky barrel-shaped figure. At the same time, he casually taps the polished and waxed tabletop with stubby fingers, which is bright enough to be a mirror. A pocket watch accurate to the microsecond.

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