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Chapter 267: 100 Million Dollar Fireworks

Author: Fuyingwen
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-01-26 22:05:03

The snow wasn't white anymore. It was lit by a hellish, pulsating red glow from above.

I lay in the snowbank, the cold seeping into my torn tactical pants, numbing the jagged bite wound on my thigh. But the cold was the least of my worries. The sky was dominated by the Fenrir’s Fang. The flagship was massive, a floating fortress of black iron and malice that blocked out the aurora borealis. It hovered directly over the crater where the Neo-Thule underground city had been, its anti-
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