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Chapter 266: The Final Floor

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The silence in the deep-level command center wasn't the sound of peace; it was the sound of a countdown ticking inside the tectonic plates.

Above us, the GBCA’s orbital monitors were no longer tracking targets. They were calculating seismic yield. The "Iron Rain" kinetic rods had been replaced by something far more final: the 

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