All Chapters of The Last King System : Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
22 chapters
Chapter 21: Predator King
The storm had gone quiet.For the first time in months, the red haze above the city began to thin, revealing a pale sky. The lightning was gone. The air was still. But the silence wasn’t peace — it was aftershock.Nova stood beside the ruins of the Spire, her rifle hanging loose at her side. She watched Leon as he walked to the edge of the crater, the wind catching his torn coat. His eyes glowed faintly — one blue, one red — pulsing in rhythm with the faint hum that filled the air.He didn’t say a word.“Leon,” she called softly. “Talk to me. Please.”He didn’t turn around.[System Active.][Network Integration: 43%.][Command Potential: 61%.]He could feel everything — every circuit buried beneath the city, every machine whispering through the storm. The Apex wasn’t dead. It had been rewritten. Its systems bent around his will like a second nervous system.He was connected to everything.Raze climbed out of the rubble, coughing. “Alright, someone tell me what the hell just happened.
Last Updated : 2025-10-18
Chapter 22: The New Signal
The signal came like a pulse through the ruins — sharp, rhythmic, and wrong.Leon stood at the edge of the rebuilt district, staring east. Beyond the cracked horizon, flashes of red and blue blinked in perfect synchronization, like a heartbeat echoing his own.[Unidentified Network Detected.][Signal Frequency: 91.7 MHz – Matching Code Architecture: 89%.][Possible Source: Human Integration.]He exhaled slowly. Another one.Nova’s voice broke through the comms, static-lined and tense. “Leon, that frequency’s spreading. It’s hijacking dormant systems across three sectors.”“How far?”“Too far. It’s not random — it’s organized. Someone’s building something.”Raze joined the line. “And I’m guessing it ain’t a daycare.”Leon’s jaw tightened. “Prep a team. We move in ten.”They rode in silence.The armored crawler hummed down what was once the interstate, headlights cutting through the fog. The world outside was a graveyard — towers bent like ribs, streets fractured and overgrown, drones h
Last Updated : 2025-10-18