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Chapter 218: The Submerged Market
Author: Mani Mayox
last update2026-06-28 12:53:28

The concrete didn't fall down. It actually floated up.

SPLASH.

The moment the gold and iron jaws of our vehicle broke the mechanics platform the alarm lever didn't just drop. It snapped the string holding the ceilings structure together. The huge concrete roof of the garage split open with a deep liquid groan.. Instead of daylight or the dusty air of the Abusoro Centre market square rushing in a heavy silent weight hit us.

A deep dark violet ocean of ink flooded in through the breach.

It didn't
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