Chapter 81 Stockpile's Heart

CHAPTER EIGHTY ONE

Gregor’s POV~

I was in the central part of my Lazareth bunker. The machines around me hissed and clicked, and vials of serum flowed from them. My heritage, my rifle, my will—compressed and packed, a row of chemical peace perfected.

A smile played at the corner of my mouth wh...

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