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Chapter 177 - The Iron Puppet, The Gravity of a King

He punched.

It was a short, efficient jab.

"SQUELCH."

His fist punched through the Centurion's chest plate. Through the reinforced ribcage. Through the spine. And out the back.

The shockwave from the impact cleared the stairs. Fifty Syndicate soldiers were blown off their feet by the air pressure alone.

[-900,000! Fatal Kinetic Strike!]

Alvian pulled his hand back. The Centurion collapsed, a puppet with its strings cut.

Silence fell over the battlefield.

Magnus stared at the back of the black-robed figure. He recognized the shape. But the presence... it was wrong. It was too heavy. It felt like standing next to a black hole.

"Alvian?" Magnus whispered, his voice thick with disbelief. "Is that... you?"

Alvian turned.

The [Vestments of the Void Monarch] seemed to drink the light of the burning city. His skin was pale, flawless, glowing with an inner starlight.

"I'm back," Alvian said.

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