All Chapters of ELARION : The Echo Breaker: Chapter 101
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CHAPTER 100: The Root Path
Falling inside the Selevan Tower did not feel like an ordinary fall.There was no wind striking the face. There was no roar of air cutting the ears. There was no sound of a body darting cleaving the empty space.
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CHAPTER 101: Broken Logic (Part-1)
Time in the Selevan Tower was not measured by the rotation of the sun.Time was measured by the shadows of machines.Elara ran or more accurately forced her body to struggle forwa
CHAPTER 101: Broken Logic (Part-2)
The object blossomed open like metal flower petals forced to surrender to nature.One armor layer shifted gliding then the layer below it followed that rhythm, cleaving the outer fractal pattern with a mathematical sequence that could never be hacked by the remaining human logic right now. But apparently it could be destroyed forc
CHAPTER 102: The Held Echo
The glass pipe joint shattered to pieces. Melted high-pressure steam sprayed out from the panel cavity. Metal shards were thrown hitting the pile of parchment around Elara and Niko.The air pressure tore the vacuum space membrane. The law of silence of the Selevan Tower broke into pieces.Sound returned.That sound did not propagate slowly piercing the air. That sound hit the base of the skull directly. The steam explosion deafened the ears. The giant gear above their heads creaked roughly piercing the tolerance limit of hearing. Metal clashing with metal produced a creak that sliced the nerves.Niko fell to his knees. Both his palms pressed his own ears hard. That valve explosion tortured his eardrums. There was another far more personal horror following a fraction of a second later.Niko heard his own heartbeat.That beat throbbed brutally inside his chest cavity. The air flowing into his throat sounded like the sob of a disabled animal. The friction sound of his clothes resonated v
CHAPTER 103: Closing The Page
The machine noise tore the air at the bottom of the Selevan Tower's axis.The sound of creaking metal and the hiss of high-pressure steam collided bouncing off the pale cylinder walls. The air grew hot and smelled of rust.
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CHAPTER 104: The Main Tower Guard
This escalation corridor ambushed them with a temperature far colder than the cylinder room outside. The steel walls on the left and right were covered by thick oil layers and static dust. Small oil lamps embedded between the pillars provided erratically flickering light.Borot walked on the far right side. His right hand tightly
CHAPTER 105: Personal Hell
The cold air of the escalation corridor vanished from Sora's skin.The vibration of the steel plate beneath her knees disappeared without a trace. The light of the oil lamps flickering from the tower walls died instantly.The physical world around her shattered.The smell of rust and oil was replaced by the aroma of sulfur and scorched wood. Thick black smoke suddenly choked her lungs. The air temperature skyrocketed burning her skin pores.Sora opened her eye. She was no longer inside the Selevan Tower.She was standing in the middle of a stone street in the Upper District of Kagane city. The night sky above her blazed red with raging fire. Wooden houses and pagodas burned violently. Panicked screams answered each other cleaving the air. Ash rain fell heavily dirtying the armor wrapping her body.Sora looked down staring at both her hands. She gripped her katana tightly. Her sword blade was wet with fresh blood. Blood dripped from the metal tip touching the mud puddle beneath her boo
CHAPTER 106: Feedback
The metal barrel on the Elite Scribe's chest locked onto Ganda's forehead. The metal membrane arrangement spun narrowing. That spin created a black hole the size of a fist.The machine fired.There was no flash of light cleaving the corridor. The air did not vibrate. The steel plate floor beneath Ganda's boots did not creak.This attack ignored the laws of kinetic physics. This focused wave purely pierced the boundary of space and hit directly into the center of perception.Ganda's forehead felt like it was pierced by a very long ice nail. An absolute coldness spread to all his skull bones in a matter of milliseconds. His eye nerves tensed hard. The hiss of steam from the mechanical arm on his right shoulder seemed forcefully pulled out of his eardrums.The world left behind a painful silence.Ganda was not pushed backward. His vision did not blur. His body posture remained upright.Ganda stood stiffly staring straight at the black shell belonging to that guard machine.Inside Ganda's
CHAPTER 107: The Silent Trauma
The barn smelled of death. Wet clay stuck to Sora's skin and brought a bone-piercing coldness. The darkness in this place was not merely the absence of light. This darkness was despair frozen by time.Sora stood frozen in the corner of the room. Her breath caught in her throat.In front of her, young Ganda crouched hugging Aria's body. The young man's hand still covered his sister's mouth and nose. Ganda's arm muscles tensed hard. Aria's small fingers that earlier struggled now fell limply onto the muddy ground. The child's fingernails were dirty with wet soil. That small chest stopped moving.Aria was dead.The sound of iron-plated boots creaked on the wooden ceiling planks of the barn. The steps were heavy and regular.Sora recognized the rhythm of those steps. It was not merely the sound of shoes. It was the marching pattern of the Kaijin light infantry. The military troops of her own nation. The uniform she once wore with full pride. The emblem she upheld highly and defended with
CHAPTER 108: The Final Step
Borot stepped on a black shell shard beneath his shoe. Hydraulic fluid stuck to the leather sole, feeling thick, slippery, and smelling of piercing metal. The five guards in the lower corridor had just become junk, but the Selevan Tower never gave humans time to truly breathe oxygen.The three of them forced themselves to run up the series of escalation stairs.Borot's lungs felt like they were being burned from the inside. The old man surged in front, refusing to give the tower system space to rearrange its defense rhythm. Every time a machine silhouette tried to emerge from the dark gap of a steel pillar, Borot lunged without hesitation. As if he slowed down for a single second, the tower would swallow them from behind.He kicked the enemy's steel knee until the machine's leg position snapped backward. He pressed the muzzle of his flintlock right to the opponent's steel chest plate. He pulled the trigger mercilessly.The gunpowder explosion hit the narrow corridor. The sound bounced