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Chapter 157: The Curse's Fever

Author: Fuyingwen
last update publish date: 2025-12-07 22:42:02

The adrenaline from the battle with the Titan Anaconda began to fade, leaving behind a cold, hollow ache in Jack’s bones. But in his right arm, the fire was just beginning to kindle.

They moved deeper into the "Dead Zone," leaving the colossal carcass of the snake behind to rot in the grey ash. The landscape was a monochromatic nightmare of petrified trees and silent dust, but as they marched toward the looming black Pyramid, the environment began to shift again.

The grey

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