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Finally, everyone’s gaze fell on their own captain, He Qiong.,The sky was overcast, a canvas of gray and black, heavy with a sense of gloom. It seemed as if someone had splashed ink onto a sheet of paper, the ink seeping into the heavens and blurring the clouds.,The land was hazy, and there lay a ruined city in the crimson rain, silent and lifeless.。