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They arrived in silence.
No sirens. No flashing lights. Just three matte-black armored SUVs tearing down the smog-choked street of Sector 9 like sharks in dirty water.
They screech-halted in front of the Nether-Core Tower.
Twelve doors popped open. Twelve figures stepped out.
They wore tactical alchemy gear—heavy combat plates etched with suppression runes, gas masks that filtered out spiritual toxins, and short-barreled shotguns loaded with soul-shredding ...
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