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Chapter 138: The Gatekeeper of Zero

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2025-12-01 01:13:28

They stumbled out of the wrecked elevator, coughing and limping, into a space that felt less like a room and more like the inside of a giant, mechanical heart.

The antechamber was circular, perhaps fifty meters in diameter. The walls were plated in black obsidian-like metal, absorbing the throbbing red light of the emergency beacons. The heat was intense here—dry and oppressive, smelling of sulfur and ionization. A low, rhythmic thrumming vibrated through the floorplates, a sound

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