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 [Don't worry for those who don't understand most of what happens in this chapter. I know American Football isn't exactly an international sport. Rest easy, this is the only chapter the sport will have relevance in :) ]
 "Good evening gentleman, I hope we can have a good game today. Everyone knows the stakes, so play free and play safe. Stay within the rules as we don't have to have a problem."
 The crowd was deafening. The thumping of feet, the boisterous chants, the heated anticipation boiled in the air, shaking the very stadium they stood within.
 The Royal Blue Academy's Royal Stadium sat within a massive glass structure formed of curved triangular panels. It danced with the setting sun beautifully, capturing dark reds and oranges that played across its reflective surfaces.
 The green, white-striped football fields were completely empty with the exception of 11 men who stood on the 50-yard line facing one another. Clicking and flashing cameras sounded, trying to capture every moment.
 Leonel stood proudly, two of his teammates to either of his sides. He calmly smiled at the arrogant sneers of his long time opponents from Angel Wing Academy, his helmet tucked under his arm.
 His football pads and jersey fit on like a knight's armor, glistening a beautiful deep blue. The only exception was the number on his chest which stood out as a bright white. The number 3.
 "Here is the coin we will be flipping today." The Head Referee continued to speak, stretching out a beautifully designed coin that was about half the width of his palm. "On one side we have a football decorated with the flag of the fallen American Empire. This will be tails.
 "On this side we have the Paradise Palace. It will be heads.
 "This coin was designed by a Four-Star Metal Worker. It was given the name 'Uniting'. It represents our Ascension Empire's ability to ingratiate all of its past conquests, leaving a place for all."
 The Head Referee allowed the ten players to see both sides.
 "Are you prepared to lose?"
 A gaze filled with confidence bore down on Leonel. The culprit was a young man with long flowing blond hair. His white jersey was almost blinding under the lights, making one have to squint just to maintain eye contact.
 This young man was a Four-Star Quarterback prospect, Conrad Siegfried.
 "The result will be just the same as it's always been." Leonel replied faintly.
 "You know the drill. Royal Blue, you're the home team. Call it in the air."
 The Head Referee tossed the coin into the air.
 Time seemed to slow to a crawl. The piercing gazes of two young men met across space, a spinning coin falling slowly between them.
 "Tails."
 The coin landed with a soft thud on the grass below.
 "The result is Tails. Royal Blue, would you like to receive or kick?"
 Leonel grinned as though the answer was obvious.
 "We receive."
 "Angel Wing, pick the direction you'd like to kickoff from."
 Conrad casually pointed. He hadn't let Leonel's comments bother him. If it wasn't for Leonel's birth, it would be him who would be the best of this generation. Others would let this fact crush them, but it filled Conrad with a burning desire to win by any means.
 Leonel turned, heading back to the sidelines. He grabbed his helmet's face mask, sliding it onto his head like a knight's helm.
 In that moment, his aura completely changed. A violent pressure suffocated the Royal Blue sidelines as almost a hundred pairs of gazes landed on Leonel's dark, tinted visor.
 Soon, the entire stadium fell into an eerie quiet as Leonel met each one of their gazes head on.
 "Respect the game. Persist to the end." Was all Leonel said.
 "Respect the game. Persist to the end."
 Royal Blue repeated these words as one. The crowd joined in, a torrent of momentum climbing to infinity.
 A rush of emotion filled the air, a wild cheering shaking the very ground once more.
 "Let's go."
 [And here we go again. The fourth year and the fourth National Championship appearance for Five-Star Quarterback Leonel Morales and his Royal Blues. Will it be another victory? Or with the star quarterback end his tenure with the only blemish on his resume?]
 [I think we all know the answer to that, Phil. In case you've all forgotten, let me remind you. This is THE greatest quarterback prospect to ever be birthed. This young man was throwing darts in his diapers. He could sleepwalk through this game and still win by 30]
 [Don't think we don't know what you're doing, Rick. You're just hoping your Los Angeles Sewer Rats trade up to pick him in the 2198 draft. Well let me break it to you. We have the number one overall pick this year!]
 The entertaining commentary of the Phil-Rick duo was in full swing, the liveliness was intoxicating.
 [And here it is! The kickoff of the 119th National Championship Game!]
 Angel Wing's kicker did a light jog up before unleashing a booming kick that soared through the air, landing out of the back of the end zone for a touch back.
 With that, the game had truly begun.
 [Here we go, the first play]
 [It seems that Coach Owen is really letting Morales have full reign now. Immediately entering a five wide set, not even using a running back]
 [Ha! Morales is all the running back they need]
 Leonel shifted his gaze from left to right, checking the defense. He could see the vicious gazes of the Angel Wing defensive line. Their middle linebackers gaze locked onto Leonel's. He was a Four-Star Professional in his Junior year. Unfortunately, much like his quarterback, he had been played to death by Leonel for the last two years.
 His eyes swiftly met James' as though in tacit agreement.
 "Blue 80. BLUE 80. Set. Hut!"
 Leonel clapped his hands, his leg slowly raising and setting into position as he accepted the snapped ball.
 He glided backward effortlessly. His back leg had hardly planted before he cocked his arm back and released a laser.
 [A corner blitz!]
 [Morales didn't check the play, he actually threw it directly over the corner's head!]
 [James dropped the ball?! That could have been a 20-yard gain! How unlike him]
 [Hey…!]
 The loud blowing of a whistle sounded.
 "Unnecessary roughness. Roughing the passer. Number 21. 15-yard penalty, first down."
 Leonel felt that the wind had been knocked out of him. Having opened up his chest to throw the ball, he had been completely blindsided by the blitzing corner. Of course, he had known it was coming, but he couldn't throw and dodge at the same time.
 "Gonna be a long night, pretty boy." Number 21 grinned down at Leonel just as another whistle blew.
 "Unsportsmanlike conduct. Number 21. 15-yard penalty, first down."
 The corner raised his hands in mock defeat, swaggering back to his side of the field.
 "You good, cap?"
 One of Leonel's offensive lineman helped him up.
 "No problem." Leonel said with a cold smile.
 The team huddled in.
 "Sorry Leo, you took a hit for no reason." James' gaze was filled with shame.
 "Don't worry about it, it happens." Leo hit his shoulder pads. "Head up. Didn't we just gain a free 30-yards anyway?
 "Since they wanna play games, let's play games. The play goes — Trips right, red under seam, wide out bang. On two, on two. Break!"
 The huddle broke, leaving Leonel to jog to the line.
 He paused in shotgun, waiting for his team to get set. Usually, he would scan the defense. But this time, his head turned to the right, his gaze piercing toward just one side of the field.
 He raised a finger pointing at number 21. He had never seen this player before, so he must have been a freshman. Considering his cockiness, he was most definitely at least a Four-Star recruit. It seemed Leonel would have to teach him to be more obedient.
 [Ooooo! He's done it now]
 "Blue 21. BLUE 21. Down set. Hut. HUT!"
 The whistle blew.
 "Offside. Number 21. Five-yard penalty, first down."
 [He's toying with the rookie now. You think the little guy thought Leonel would just try to force the ball toward his side of the field? He's too naive. Football is a game of the mind]
 [Excellent use of the hard count to deal with an overaggressive rusher. What is Angel Wing thinking sending a corner blitz twice in a row?]
 [From now on, Morales is in control!]
 And in control he was. The first drive was no less than a masterclass in timing, accuracy and precision. In just 12 plays and 7:36 minutes, the Royal Blues found the end zone.
 [Even with his star tight end having two dropped passes, Morales finds pay dirt, stacking one touchdown to the stat sheet]
 The game became a back and forth affair. Though Royal Blue had Leonel and James, not only did James seem to be having a bad game, but Angel Wing had far more Four-Star recruits than they did. Aside from the dynamic duo, Royal Blue was mostly constructed of Three-Star prospects. After all, they were only ranked third of the Academies while Angel Wing was ranked second.
 However, Leonel pulled the team from the depths of despair time and time again.
 [What a bullet over the middle!]
 [Morales is really carrying the load of the offense, but he's taken a lot of hits this game. You have to wonder if it's worth it, he has nothing left to prove at this level of football]
 [That's just part of his charm. Would he really be Leonel Morales if he pulled himself out of this game?]
 Time ticked and the fourth quarter came around, a score of 35-31 in favor of the Angel Wings hanging on the scoreboard.
 "What the hell are you doing out there, Bennett?!" Coach Owen grabbed James' chest pads, fury billowing through his thick mustache. "You choose the biggest game of the year to shit the bed?!"
 James' head hung low.
 "I get it." Coach Owen took a step back. "You've already won three times, this game is probably meaningless to you already. But think of your juniors. This may very well be their only opportunity in their lifetimes."
 "Coach, that's…" James wanted to defend himself, his gaze flickering with a complex light.
 He simply couldn't find the courage to do so. He already had five dropped passes this game alone. That may be as many as his whole academy career from the start to now. He really was playing out of character.
 Leonel came over with a smile. In truth, if one ignored the happy expression on his face, it would be easy to see the kind of sorry state he was in. He had already been forced to tape up his ribs at half time after yet another late hit.
 "Come on coach, you know he'll step up when it really counts. If we didn't keep this game a bit close, wouldn't the crowd be too bored?"
 The sound of a whistle came from the field. The Angel Wings kicked off, leaving the ball in their possession for a final drive, 1:15 sitting on the clock.
 "Isn't this what we live for?" Leonel's grin sent a wave of calm through the sidelines. "Let's go win this."
 Leonel slid on his helmet. Like a general leading his army, he stepped out onto the field, his mind incomparably focused.
 [And here we go. Scoot up to the edge of your seats everyone, this is the final drive to decide it all!]
 [A nice and easy run on first down. It's clear the Royal Blues are taking their time, settling the pace, looking to end it on their own terms]
 [Excellent timing on that out route. 87's been a key piece with Bennett's down game. He may only be a Three Star prospect, but he's stepped up big today]
 [0:47 on the clock and the Royal Blues are already at midfield. Morales has them running like a finely tuned engine]
 [Oh no! 56 whiffs on a block, letting a rusher free!]
 [Morales spins out of the tackle, rushing to his right]
 [A work of art, nothing less! A slight flick of the wrist to send the flying 40-yards right between the numbers]
 [87 tip toes out of bounds at the opponent's 6!]
 [0:03 on the clock, my blood is boiling! Can they do it, can they seal their dynasty with a victory?!]
 "This is it boys, leave it all out there. Respect the game. Persist to the end." Leonel's gaze blazed. "Alright. Z personnel, Y boot swing over, motion zig fade. On one, on one. Break!"
 Leonel walked to the line, his heart as calm as a lake. The blaring cheers of the rocking stadium, the countless flashing cameras, the sea of white uniformed enemies glaring at him like a piece of meat… It all rolled off his shoulders as though they weren't there at all.
 With a light smile, Leonel turned his head to the right of the field, his arm slowly raising to point at a familiar freshman.
 [It can't be! Morales is doing it again!]
 [Ahaha! This is the spirit of the game! To call out your opponent on the final play, what guts, what imposing grandeur!]
 "Blue 21. BLUE 21. Down set. HUT!"
 The ball spiraled through the Royal Blues' center's legs, hitting Leonel's palms perfectly.
 [It's a designed boot to the right! The Royal Blues really are targeting the rookie this time!]
 [The rookie slipped up! He thought Morales was going to hit him with the hard count again and got caught flat footed! There goes Bennett, sliding past him for the corner fade!]
 [Morales sees him! This is it, Bennett is wide open!]
 Leonel rolled to the side, the football between both his hands. The Royal Blues hadn't run a single designed boot all game, the defense was caught completely off guard. By the time they realized what was happening, Leonel was practically alone on the right side of the field. The only others with him were the rookie, 21, and James who had faded to the corner of the endzone.
 The rookie was caught in no man's land. He had no idea whether he should rush after James, or if he should try to get a hit in on Leonel, ending the game.
 In the end, he rushed forward. He knew it was already too late to catch up to James, but maybe he had a chance at Leonel who was rushing toward him. Unfortunately… Leonel smirked. With a flick of his wrist, the ball soared over 21's head, landing right in James' hands.
 [Morales does it again! Royal Blues W—]
 The deafening crowd fell into an eerie silence as the ball slipped through James' hands and the clock hit triple zeros.
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 The Third Dimension is collapsing. The Fourth Dimension is descending.
 First it seemed that only technology would evolve, but who knew the world itself could too? It wasn’t as simple as climate change or tectonic movement. No, the fundamental laws of physics that governed everything were changing.
 Leonel was fairly lucky. His family was decently well off, his father loved him enough to brew vomit inducing nutrient rich smoothies every morning, and this was both the day of the National Championship and his 521st confession to his dream girl, Aina. As his father always said, nothing was more important than respect and persistence.
 Unfortunately, everything changed that night. At the after party of ages, the world reached a saturation point and an apocalypse descended.
 Abilities awakened. Sub-Dimensional Zones opened. Invalids rampaged through the Earth like a virus...
 Those who could evolve would have a slim chance for survival. Those who couldn’t would die.
 This novel will be a unique spin on the dungeon/system genre. Dungeons won't be dungeons and the system won't be a system... Take a look to find out what I maen :)
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 Ji Yan crossed over into a Mary Sue book and became the male lead’s vicious younger sister. She was a weak waste that didn’t even have a spiritual root.
 While other people practiced fasting, she had to eat three meals a day. While other people engaged in battles, she was gasping for breath when she climbed up the stairs. While other people leaped onto roofs and vault over walls, just flipping over a wall will cost her life.
 The Justice Sect: She colluded with the devil clan and planned to hold us back!
 In order to deal with the devil, the Justice Sect offered the waste to the Devil Clan leader, Yin Xuezhuo.
 After some time passed, the Justice Sect and the Devil Clan were surprised to find that no matter where the Devil Clan leader went, there was always a small young girl hanging on his body. The Devil Clan leader was carefully feeding her while he carried her. However, he was still disgusted by her.
 Ji Yan: “Yin Xuezhuo, I’m hungry.”
 Ji Yan: “Yin Xuezhuo, I’m sleepy. I have to sleep for four hours a day.”
 Ji Yan: “Yin Xuezhuo, I think I caught a cold because I was blown by the cold wind last night.”
 Ji Yan: “Yin Xuezhuo…”
 Yin Xuezhuo: “Shut up!”
 【Devil Clan Leader】
 As the King of the Devil Realm, Yin Xuezhuo was temperamental and crazy. He was fond of killing people. People would be terror-stricken whenever they heard his name.
 But he never imagined that he would be controlled by a mysterious force that forced him to always be within ten steps distance of a young mortal girl.
 All her pain, injuries, and sickness would be shared with him.
 If she died, he would die.
 The devil was furious. He was very irritable every day.
 Ji Yan felt that this mysterious force might be called “the system”.
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 Gu Changsheng traveled through the fantasy world full of imperial dynasties.
 With his astonishing kendo talent, he successfully climbed to the top of the Land Sword Immortal.
 However, Tianmen has been silent for three thousand years, and the road to ascension has been cut off.
 So he resolutely chose to be reincarnated and became the crown prince of the Daqian Dynasty.
 I have been unrestrained and unrestrained all my life, and I only love Goulan to listen to music.
 Just wait for one day to prove the Tao, become the strongest land god, and order the powerful in the world to forcefully open the gate of heaven.
 But Gu Qingge, the princess sister who was reincarnated from Empress Tantai, is ambitious.
 Want to ascend the throne as the emperor, and reappear the demeanor of the former Dafeng Empress.
 When Gu Qingge raised his troops to seize the throne, he pointed his sword at the East Palace.
 "My dear brother, you are obsessed with Goulan, it's better for me to sit on this throne!"
 Facing the army of millions, Lu Changsheng looked up to the sky and smiled, and with a sound of the sword, the sword of Kyushu rushed to the sky.
 All the powerful people in the world are coming, with the power of the world, storm the Tianmen, and kill all the immortals in the sky!
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 In the foreign world, the martial artists dominate the world and the sword of the emperor controls the fate of hundreds of millions of lives! Long Yu, the number one killer on Earth, after dying, takes rebirth in this new world in an aristocratic family of martial artists but faces rejection because he is unable to practice martial arts.
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 Lin ShuYi was sentenced to death by the traitorous Emperor for a treasonous crime he didn’t commit. Before drinking the poisonous wine on the execution ground, he stared up at the snow falling from the sky and said to himself, “This is for the best, I will be a cook in my next life! I miss roast chicken…”
 Then he woke up inside a body of a teenager in an era completely different from his past life. After that, he meets a nice old man who owns a small restaurant. Completely lost in this new modern world, he found that the only thing that would never change, no matter where one lived, was cooking.
 Thus he picked up the promise he made to himself, to be a chef in this life.
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 Aisha travels through parallel time and space and uses the 'dimensional editing system' to create videos, allowing famous characters from countless dimensional worlds to become her audience 
 Hence the following famous scene: 
 Top 10: Unyielding justice - the creed of the undocumented knights 
 Top 9: This is the farewell battle with the gods - Uruk will remain here forever! 
 ... 
 Top 2: Use the spiral of obsession to penetrate the road to tomorrow - Tianyuan breakthrough! 
 Top 1: To the brilliant person - Shining Tiga! 
 "Brother who rides a bicycle, come on!!!" Listening to the praise and encouragement that came into his ears, the unlicensed knight scratched his head in embarrassment. 
 "The king allows it, the king admits it, the king carries the world on his back!" Gilgamesh showed a confident "smile". 
 "My drill bit is a drill bit that breaks through the sky!!!" Simon shouted with enthusiasm. 
 "I understand... In fact, everyone can become light!" Dagu tightened his grip on the divine light stick in his hand. 
 On that day, all the viewers waiting in front of the screen turned into light.
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 Billions of people around the world have traveled to the world of reincarnation.
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 When others are still worrying about whether they can awaken their talents.
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 Su Rui awakened three sss-level talents alone: ​​endless devouring, super transformation, and insightful eyes.
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 [Successful devouring! The player gets the s-level talent]
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 [Successful devouring! The player gets sss-level talent]
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 [Successfully devoured the magic pterosaur and obtained the wings of the magic dragon]
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 [Successfully devoured the son of time and space, gained the ability of time and space]
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 [Successful transformation! Your sword of light is transformed into a sword of light]
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 [Successful transformation! Your fire armor is transformed into Vulcan armor]
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 [The eye of insight helps you perceive that there is a god-level secret treasure in front of you]
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 (The protagonist is a growth talent, the more fierce it gets to the back)
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 Can’t I do It second time? It is easier.
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 After Reincarnating into Naruto World at the Warring State Era as an Uzumaki, Masahiko thought that he got a useless System. He lived for 48 years as a normal, below average Uzumaki Shinobi. 
 That changed when he finally knew how the system works the day of his 49th Birthday!
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 Vampire Slave Number 43, or the self-named, Azriel Ruinous, learned about the history between the humans and the Vampires and it filled him with rage and hatred.
 Nonetheless, he was helpless to do anything.
 After years and years of suppression, the Vampires have become the weakest race in the world.
 However, lady luck seemed to be on his side as Azriel found an ancient jar filled with mysterious blood that will not only change his, but his race's destiny as well.
 This, will be the story about the rise of the self-named, Azriel Ruinous, and the Return of the Forgotten Blood Empire.
 ...
 "Have you heard about the rumour?"
 "What rumour?"
 "They say that there's a Vampire on the loose, he's out there killing humans mercilessly"
 "Hahahaha! That's the funniest joke I ever heard! Vampires? Those Slaves? Hahaha!"
 "Yeah, I feel the same! I think someone just started this rumour as a joke! Hahaha! How can those weaklings kill us, humans?"
 "True True…"
 In a bar, two middle-aged men talked and laughed as they discussed the recent rumour they heard.
 Seeing those two, a drunk old man shook his head as he sighed.
 "Ignorance is bliss indeed…"
 "These younglings do not know what the real fear is…
 The vampires may have fallen… but my old bones still remember the days when they were in their prime…"
 The old man sobered up in an instant and his body shuddered in fear as the memories of the long-forgotten horror appeared in his mind.
 He then took a deep breath as he patted his trembling body and muttered.
 "I just hope that they are not back…"
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 Lu Li passed through, into the game world of the original god.
 
 He also became the marriage partner of Tianquan Ningguang, the head of the seven stars of Liyue.
 
 He who has the awakening system needs to seize the power of the seven gods within three years and become the god of the new world!
 
 Otherwise it will be erased!
 
 But Ning Guang, who has a strong desire for control, has restricted him to Yuge for two years!
 
 When he was getting married, Lu Li fled the marriage directly!
 
 Lu Li: “The world is still big, I want to see it!”
 
 Ning Guang: “Little thief, you stole my heart, do you want to just start chaos and give up?”
 
 Ke Qing: “Lu Li, have you forgotten our agreement at Yujingtai?”
 
 Qin: “Lu Li, the position of the deputy commander of the West Wind Knights is left to you!”
 
 Beidou: “Take my Southern Cross, let’s go see the world together!”
 
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 My name is Joelson, and I traversed across worlds. I arrived at a continent of sword and magic and became a noble sorcerer. Unfortunately, my talent in magic was mediocre, and I was vexed. Fortunately, I have a cheating system, a magical ranch that can breed dragons. In order to survive, I began to raise dragons. Fire Dragon, Earth Dragon, Ice Dragon, Wind Dragon, Chaos Dragon, Dark Magic Dragon, Light Dragon … Many years later, legends about me were spread everywhere on this continent. The name everyone addressed to me also changed, some called me, God of Magic! Some called me, Dragon Master! Some even called me, The man beyond the gods!
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 Lu Chen carried the god-level synthesis system through the world of immortality.
 
 As an incomparable immortal cultivator, he is a waste of water, fire and thunder.
 
 Lu Chen said that he was not panic at all:
 
 Water Spirit Root + Thunder Spirit Root = Hydrogen Spirit Root + Oxygen Spirit Root + Thunder Spirit Root.
 
 Fire Spirit Root + Hydrogen Spirit Root = Explosive Spirit Root
 
 Fire Spirit Root + Hydrogen Spirit Root + Thunder Spirit Root +…= Nuclear Fusion Spirit Root + Nuclear Fission Spirit Root.
 
 …
 
 Lu Chen’s spell became a little weird:
 
 Ordinary fireball technique has a blue-white flame of hundreds of thousands of degrees, and it can explode!
 
 With any fire dragon technique, a thousand miles of earth will become a sea of ​​magma!
 
 …
 
 He can also release nuclear radiation at will:
 
 An ordinary spirit tiger mutated into a sky-devouring tiger!
 
 A walnut tree has mutated into a burst walnut, any one, the power is comparable to that of the Nascent Soul!
 
 …
 
 Until one day, when the real fairy came, Lu Chen didn’t panic at all, but was a little excited.
 
 Not a single Exterminator nuclear bomb was released..
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