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Fall of the Salt Emperor

Penulis: G.V.STELLARIS
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-10-31 14:08:58

LAWRENCE'S POV

The only way to kill a dead man who thinks he is a god is to drown the ocean out of his lungs and cast him into the fire where not even ghosts remember his name.

The Titan's deafening scream rolled across the ghost ship's deck, tossing me backward and tearing the scab from my wounded shoulder. But I did not watch the colossus collapse into the depths, nor the frost runes fading from the sky. My golden gaze was fixed on the exact point where the beast's throat had blown apart in a
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