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Chapter 435: Sixty Percent

Author: Fuyingwen
last update publish date: 2026-04-15 20:38:21

The decompression chamber, Katherine's ugly masterwork, was installed in the egg chamber at Jack's insistence. If the Utterance was going to reach sixty percent, it needed to happen near the baby, whose song provided the most stable harmonic environment on the planet.

Jack sat in the center of the crystallized cathedral, the device strapped to his left arm over the gauntlet, its cables trailing to anchor points that Katherine had drilled into the crystallized time walls. The compass lay
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