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Chapter 77: The Bedrock Landslide

Penulis: Somalia
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The heavy, metallic groaning of the High Court’s tactical diving bells descending through the black depths of the maritime trench vibrated brutally through the cutter’s reinforced hull. On the primary tracking monitor, three dense sonar markers cut downward through the lightless column of water, their high-intensity marine floodlights slicing through the abyssal silt like burning white lances. The countdown inside Elena’s head was down to seconds; the high-society elders&rsq

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