Chapter 151 The wall of code surged forward like a living tide. Zarek met it head-on. The hammer swung in wide, devastating arcs, shattering tendrils of golden data before they could reach his family. Every impact sent shockwaves through the ruins. Golden light and Overlord energy mixed in violent bursts that lit up the fractured sky. Behind him, Mira fought with brutal efficiency, her wrench smashing through any ghost that slipped past Zarek’s guard. Lira stayed close to her mother, swinging her small golden hammer whenever something got too close. Each time the tiny weapon connected, it flared with Elara’s light and burned through code. Elara floated above them all, small hands raised. She wasn’t attacking directly — instead, she was rewriting sections of the code wall, turning the enemy’s own weapon against them. Where her light touched the golden tendrils, they twisted and dissolved into harmless sparks. The three marked humans watched from behind the wall at first. Then th

Chapter 163The deeper they went into the graveyard of towers, the quieter the world became.The ruins stretched for miles in every direction — broken spires that had once been mobile fortresses, shattered walls covered in faded symbols of long-dead factions, cracked roads that led nowhere. The sky above was a fractured canvas of poisoned clouds and thin golden lines where the Archive had torn through reality. Every step echoed strangely, like the ruins themselves were listening.Zarek walked at the front, hammer resting on his shoulder. Both eyes remained solid gold. The veins had spread across his chest and shoulders, disappearing beneath his damaged armor. Every few minutes, his left hand would twitch, golden light flickering between his fingers before he forced it down with visible effort.The wound in his side had stopped bleeding, but it burned with a constant, golden fire that the mark refused to let heal completely. It was a reminder. A leash.Mira stayed close to his side, on

Chapter 155The bunker held for three days.Three days of uneasy rest. Three days of Zarek fighting the mark in silence while his family watched him slowly lose ground. Three days of golden veins spreading further across his body and the hunger growing louder in his head.They ate what little supplies they had left. They took turns keeping watch. They spoke about Kael in quiet voices when Lira was sleeping.On the third night, the bunker’s old generator finally died.The darkness that followed was absolute.Zarek stood at the sealed entrance, hammer in hand, both golden eyes glowing in the black. The mark was louder than ever now. It no longer whispered. It simply waited.Mira stood beside him, wrench ready. Lira clutched her tiny golden hammer. Elara floated between them, her light the only illumination in the bunker.“We can’t stay here anymore,” Zarek said. His voice was rough, the digital echo stronger than before. “The marked humans will find us again. And next time they won’t ta