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Chapter 120: The Devourer's Throat

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2025-11-24 23:03:06

The nuclear submarine "Poseidon," a true "deep-sea behemoth" built by old Sterling with his utmost resources, descended like a ghost in its most desperate moment.

Its dark, abyssal hatch slowly opened. Powerful searchlights pierced through the thick smoke and vapors billowing from the sinking of the "Black Mary," precisely locking onto Jack and Catherine.

"Quick! Get on!" Marcus and Finch supported the nearly exhausted Jack, Ben Carter carried Aria on his back, and Hayley&hellip

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