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Chapter 175: The Deep Pressure

Author: Angela Grey
last update publish date: 2026-04-08 04:46:54

The roar of the departing helicopters was a dying echo against the jagged peaks of the north. As the Proctor and her team climbed back into their glowing machines, the air around the SUV seemed to thicken with a new and oceanic weight. I watched them disappear into the silver mist, heading south toward the sanctuary of the Eighth Peak. They were the first of the old guard to surrender to the resonance, but they would not be the last. The world was folding in on itself, the artificial hierarchie
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