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Chapter 117: The Siege of Cinder
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2026-05-25 17:47:54
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HIS REJECTED GODDESS Chapter 166: The Ghost Ledger
BOOK SIX: THE IRON CROWN(Jace’s Perspective)An empire doesn't die when its king is killed. It dies when its supply lines run dry. You cannot build a fifty-foot gravity cannon out of thin air and fanaticism; you need logistics.I stood at the edge of the perfectly smooth, smoking crater where the Crimson Engine used to be. The ash was still settling. The surviving Imperial soldiers were kneeling in the dirt, disarmed and surrounded by the towering, white-glowing forms of the Lunar Vanguard.Cord walked up beside me, his golden eyes fixed on the microscopic, ultra-dense sphere of iron sitting at the bottom of the crater."I've hit steel on an anvil for sixty years, boy," the Master Forge grunted, crossing his massive arms. "I've never seen metal folded that tight. It doesn't even look like iron anymore.""It's not just folded, Master. It's collapsed," I said, my voice quiet in the eerie silence of the canyon. "The atomic structure of the barrel couldn't handle the gravitational invers
HIS REJECTED GODDESS Chapter 165: The Shattered Barrel
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HIS REJECTED GODDESS Chapter 164: The Crimson Engine
BOOK SIX: THE IRON CROWN(Jace’s Perspective)Fanaticism is a poor substitute for structural integrity. A man who believes he is destined to win will happily ignore the fact that the bridge beneath his feet is crumbling.The Imperial squad leader knelt in the toxic, frozen mud of the ash-wastes, his mind pinned to the earth by the sheer, crushing psychic weight of Elias’s Alpha command. But even as the blood dripped from his nose, the soldier looked up at me with a twisted, manic grin."You can take the water," the soldier hissed, his voice rattling in his chest. "You can kill us all. It doesn't matter, Architect. Commander Vane already has the engine. The Iron Crown will shatter your glass tower by midnight.""Commander Vane," Cord rumbled, stepping forward, his massive hand resting on the haft of his Starved Iron sledgehammer. The old Master Forge spat into the ash. "He was the Emperor’s Chief Siege Master. I thought Torin ripped his throat out during the palace breach.""He missed
HIS REJECTED GODDESS Chapter 163: The Isometric Grid
BOOK SIX: THE IRON CROWN(Jace’s Perspective)The western ash-wastes didn't look like a battlefield. They looked like the end of the world.Fourteen years ago, the magma nodes beneath this section of the continent had been completely severed. Without the deep heat of the earth to sustain the soil, the land had literally died. The sky was permanently choked with a thick, irradiated gray dust that tasted like rusted copper. There were no trees, no rivers, no sound. Just miles of jagged, frozen gray mud.I stood at the vanguard of the formation, my heavy leather coat pulled tight against the biting, toxic wind.Behind me stood three hundred of the most lethal predators on the planet. The Vanguard wolves weren't in their human forms. They had fully shifted, towering at nine feet tall. Their pristine, blindingly white fur cut through the gray fog like localized beacons of starlight. They hovered inches above the dead soil, entirely unaffected by the heavy, toxic sludge of the wastes.Torin
HIS REJECTED GODDESS Chapter 161: The Dust of Empires
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HIS REJECTED GODDESS Chapter 160: The Equilibrium
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HIS REJECTED GODDESS Chapter 71: The Firewalls
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HIS REJECTED GODDESS Chapter 68: The Edge of the Map
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