The Gilded Saint may have purged the Time Plague from Lower Manhattan, but the root of the rot remains. Alchemax Headquarters stands defiant, shielded by a mysterious crimson Chronovium — fueled by a dimension of pure, kinetic force. The stakes have never been higher. Prepare yourselves - the Alchemax conspiracy goes deeper than we ever feared.

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