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Chapter 11. The Blood Code

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last update Last Updated: 2025-08-10 12:22:35

"Are you sure this data is clean?" Harwin's voice was hoarse, scratched raw by tension.

In his cramped subterranean workshop, the smell of old iron and the spiritual smoke from failed artifact repairs mingled together, creating the characteristic scent of dangerous knowledge. The rough stone walls were lined with metal shelves that bowed under the weight of history, ancient fragments still glowing with a faint, dying light. In the center of the room, on a cold, round obsidian table, the documents and artifact fragments from Alvareno were laid out like the dissected organs of a newly unearthed conspiracy.

Rayden stood silently on the opposite side of the table, his back ramrod straight, one hand instinctively resting on the hilt of his sword. His piercing gaze was fixed on Harwin, who was hunched over a scanner, his focus so absolute the world around him seemed to have vanished.

"It came directly from Alvareno's hands," Rayden replied, his voice as cold as the stone beneath his feet. "
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