All Chapters of The Loser Who Bought The World : Chapter 151
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Chapter 151 : The War Beneath the Ice
The world was breathing again—barely.A week after the fall of Cain, cities across continents flickered back to life. Power grids hummed, broken satellites reconnected, and the Council’s digital stranglehold cracked like brittle glass. The global markets still trembled, but humanity had begun to crawl from the rubble.Yet for Ethan, peace tasted wrong.He stood alone at the edge of a ruined skyscraper, the cold wind cutting through his coat. His reflection stared back from a shattered window—familiar, but not the same. The Cipher marks were gone, yet his veins still glimmered faintly when the light hit them, like something inside refused to die.Cain’s voice echoed faintly in his head. The crown always finds a head.Ethan clenched his fists. “Not this time.”Behind him, footsteps approached. Helena’s reflection appeared beside his, calm and composed as always, though her face looked older—more worn. “You haven’t slept,” she said quietly.“Sleep doesn’t help when the nightmares don’t s
Chapter 152 : The Fortress Beneath the Ice
The storm above Antarctica raged like a living beast. Wind screamed across the frozen wasteland, flinging shards of ice that glittered like broken glass under the gray light. Ethan trudged forward through the whiteout, his breath freezing midair, his black coat whipping like a flag in the wind.Behind him, Helena, Wren, and Camille followed close, their figures ghostly against the blizzard. The roar of the snowcat’s engine died out behind them—it couldn’t go any further. From here, they were on foot.Ethan stopped suddenly. Beneath the snow, the ground wasn’t rock—it was steel. A faint hum vibrated under his boots.“This is it,” he said, his voice muffled by the storm. “The Council’s final nest.”Helena knelt, brushing off the snow with her gloved hand until a metal insignia appeared—the sigil of the Global Council, half-buried under decades of frost. “Looks like Cain didn’t erase all his footprints after all,” she muttered.Camille tapped her wrist console, and a ripple of blue light
Chapter 153 : The Ghosts of Ice and Fire
The blizzard had not stopped since the fortress began to collapse. The Antarctic winds screamed like a thousand ghosts mourning their queen. Ethan trudged forward through the storm, Helena’s lifeless body cradled in his arms. Her blood had already frozen into thin, crimson crystals against the white of the snow.Wren and Camille followed behind, their faces pale and raw with cold and grief. The ruins of the fortress burned behind them—a dark light rising from beneath the ice, flickering like the dying breath of a god.They had survived. But victory didn’t feel like victory.Ethan finally stopped when the ground leveled out near a ridge. He set Helena down gently, brushing the frost from her face. Her expression was peaceful, almost serene. She looked nothing like the fierce woman who had once punched her way through armies and argued with him every step of the journey.“She was right,” Wren whispered, her voice cracking. “She really thought this was the only way.”Ethan didn’t respond
Chapter 154 : Geneva Burns
The world was unraveling.By the time Ethan’s drone broke through the storm and crossed into the upper atmosphere, half of Europe had already gone dark. Banking networks crashed, power grids failed, and the streets of every major city boiled with riots. Ouroboros’s death wasn’t clean—it was venom in the veins of the world.From the cockpit window, Geneva glimmered like a wounded jewel beneath the clouds. The once-pristine city now burned, skyscrapers lit by fire and chaos. The lake reflected red from the flames, and in the distance, Ethan could see the old Council spire—their symbolic seat of power—still standing, surrounded by drones and black-armored mercenaries.“They moved fast,” Camille muttered, her fingers flying across the controls. “The new broadcast tower is live. They’re pushing out something big—some kind of control frequency.”Wren frowned, strapping on her gear. “Control frequency? For what?”“Not sure,” Camille said, narrowing her eyes. “But if I had to guess, they’re t
Chapter 155 : Shadows Beneath the Ice
The world above burned, but the real war was happening below the ice.Three days after Geneva fell, Ethan’s team tracked a faint signal coming from the southern pole—a last heartbeat from the Ouroboros network, pulsing deep beneath Antarctica. The snowstorm outside screamed against the sides of the stealth carrier, the sky painted with ghost-light auroras.Camille’s hands hovered over the console, eyes narrowed at the trembling green lines on her display. “That signal shouldn’t exist,” she said quietly. “The Geneva Core was obliterated. This one is… older.”“How old?” Ethan asked, his voice low and cold.“Centuries. It’s buried beneath seven kilometers of ice, right where the Council’s first satellite went dark. They built something down there—a vault before Ouroboros was even public.”Wren leaned back, loading fresh rounds into her rifle. “So we’re going into an ancient death trap run by the ghosts of techno-gods. Sounds fun.”Ethan looked out at the endless expanse of white. “We fin
Chapter 156 : The Fortress Below
The wind screamed across the white desert as Ethan led the team toward the coordinates Camille had decrypted from Lysander’s dying neural core. Beneath seven kilometers of solid ice, the final fortress of the Ouroboros Council pulsed faintly—its signal older than most civilizations, hidden in plain sight by the planet itself.The world above was breaking apart. Markets had collapsed, satellites were falling from orbit, and nations were blaming each other for a digital catastrophe none could control. Every screen flashed the same phrase before going dark: “THE END IS THE BEGINNING.”Cain’s message.Ethan adjusted his mask against the blizzard. “We’re running out of time. Once the Ouroboros Protocol hits global sync, every defense system on Earth will fall.”Wren walked beside him, rifle strapped tight. “And the Council will rise from the ashes, just like Lysander wanted.”Camille checked her scanner, the blue light flickering. “The signal’s growing stronger. The entrance is close… bene
Chapter 157 : The Heart of Winter
The descent felt endless.The deeper Ethan and his team fell, the more the light vanished. The shaft walls shifted from steel to smooth black ice that seemed to pulse faintly, veins of red light glowing within. The hum of the fortress faded into something older—ancient, like a heartbeat frozen for centuries but still alive somewhere beneath the world’s skin.Ethan hit the lower platform first. His boots crunched on frost that steamed under the heat of his Cipher veins. Wren landed beside him, gun drawn, eyes sharp. Camille followed, her wristpad already glowing as she mapped the new area.Helena came last. She landed hard, knees bending, a short grunt escaping her lips. “Next time,” she muttered, “we bring stairs.”Ethan’s eyes scanned the darkness. The walls stretched into a vast cavern—metal and ice fused into one. Strange geometric symbols glowed faintly along the archways, whispering in Cipher frequencies only he could feel.“This isn’t just a fortress,” Camille said softly. “It’s
Chapter 158 : Blood and Ice
The world was a blur of light and thunder.Ethan hit the ground hard, the air knocked from his lungs. When his vision steadied, the fortress was collapsing around him—steel groaning, walls splitting apart as magma-like Cipher energy ripped through the ice. Flames and frost danced together, devouring everything.Camille’s voice crackled through the comm, barely audible over the chaos. “Ethan—do you read me? The entire structure’s destabilizing! We need to move now!”He coughed, forcing himself upright. “Status?”“Wren’s alive,” Camille said. “Helena’s—”Static swallowed her words.Ethan’s heart clenched. “Helena?!” He scanned the smoke and debris, his Cipher vision slicing through the haze. For a moment, he saw nothing but fire and ruin—then a flicker of movement, faint and fragile, near a shattered pillar.He sprinted toward it, dodging falling debris, his boots slipping on melting ice. The fortress was literally melting around him—ancient metal liquefying under the raw force of the s
Chapter 159 : The King Beneath the Ice
The snowstorm came without warning. A howling wall of white devoured the horizon, drowning the world in cold silence.Ethan stood motionless in the middle of the wasteland, Helena’s locket still clutched in his fist. Around him, the last remnants of the Council’s fortress sank beneath the cracking ice, swallowed by the frozen earth.Camille and Wren stood a few paces behind him, both trembling—partly from the cold, partly from what they’d just witnessed.Wren finally broke the silence. “We need to move, Ethan. The shockwave destabilized the entire glacier. If we stay here, we’ll go down with it.”Ethan didn’t move. His eyes were locked on the fading light beneath the ice—where Helena’s energy had vanished. “She’s still in there,” he said quietly.Camille exhaled sharply, steam curling from her lips. “No, she’s not. The Core vaporized everything within a mile radius. You know that.”“She’s still in there,” Ethan repeated, voice hardening. “Her energy’s part of the Cipher now. I can fee
Chapter 160 : The Shattered Code
The alarms screamed through the icy corridors like wounded beasts. Red lights pulsed against the frozen walls, each flash revealing the cracks spidering through the fortress’s structure. The temperature had dropped even further, their breaths coming out in quick bursts of white mist as they ran. Ethan could still hear Cain’s laughter echoing faintly behind them, distorted by the collapsing halls and the shriek of metal.Wren stumbled beside him, clutching her side where she’d been grazed by shrapnel. Camille had her arm slung around her shoulder, half-dragging her while firing bursts at the drones pursuing them. Helena was behind them—no, not Helena. The thought stabbed into Ethan’s chest again. Helena wasn’t here. She’d stayed behind to finish what none of them could.Ethan had seen her eyes before the door sealed. Calm. Resolved. A warrior choosing her end.The fortress was shaking now, not just from the explosions, but from the awakening of something beneath—the Ouroboros Core. Cai