All Chapters of The Last Beast King: Chapter 71
- Chapter 80
136 chapters
Chapter 71: Turning
When a monster opens its mouth to swallow your best friend, you do not wait for permission to jump straight into the fire. Vane hurled the heavy seismic charge with all his might, his arm straining as the black metal cylinder spun fast through the smoky air. The heavy explosive went flying straight across the gap, right past the snapping teeth of the charging beast, and landed deep inside the glowing purple throat of the giant creature. “I got it right in the trap!” Vane yelled, diving sideways behind a jagged rock pillar as the monster choked hard on the metal device. The guardian stopped dead in its tracks. Its massive claws dug deep into the basalt slab as it tried to cough out the explosive. The sound was wet and broken, like something big trying to clear its throat and failing. Its multiple burning eyes widened in sudden panic. The dark armor over its chest flickered wildly as the internal pressure built up inside its throat. Sparks jumped along the glowing purple veins. The
Chapter 72: The Abyss
When you finally clear the monsters out of your way, the real nightmare always waits for you at the bottom of the hole. Asher walked slowly to the jagged edge of the floating basalt platform, looking straight down into the deep, dark chasm where the guardian used to live. The violet fog that had choked the air a minute ago was clearing away, revealing a sheer drop of at least a thousand feet straight down to the absolute bottom of the ancient crater. The wind coming up from below was cold and dry. It carried a faint metallic smell, like old rust and burned wiring. “Well, the big ugly thing is gone,” Vane said, walking up beside Asher and peering over the edge with a low whistle. He spit over the side and watched it disappear into the dark. “But I do not see any stairs leading down to the bottom. How do you plan on getting us all the way down there without breaking our legs?” “We are not jumping this time,” Asher said. He unhooked a heavy spool of high-tensile steel cable and a mec
Chapter 73: The source
Asher stepped through the big arched doorway. His boots made a loud sound on the smooth steel floor. The noise bounced off the walls and came back thin. Rows of old computer terminals hummed with a low, steady sound. They threw a cold blue light over the dusty panels. Dust covered almost everything. It looked like no one had been in here for years. Vane and Jaren followed close behind, eyes moving across the dark corners, guns up and ready.“This place looks completely untouched,” Vane said. He brushed a thick layer of gray dust off a metal console with his glove. The dust stuck to his fingers. “Even with the bunker falling apart upstairs, these old servers are running on their own power. Look at the lights. They didn’t even flicker when we walked in. They just came on.”“Because it was built to last longer than any of us,” Asher said. He walked up to the main command desk at the front of the room and put his hand on the cold steel. The metal felt colder than it should. The big screen
Chapter 74: The prime
Vane stared down at his handheld device. His fingers shook a little as the last batch of deep archive files finished copying from the mainframe. The green progress bar blinked out. In its place came a thick wall of text that had been locked behind heavy military encryption. The screen lit his face from below, making the lines around his eyes look deeper.“Asher, you need to see this right now,” Vane said. His voice dropped lower as he turned the small screen toward the center desk. “The blueprints were just the start. These files go deeper into the command history. A lot deeper. I almost missed the secondary folder. It was buried under three layers of old clearance codes.”Asher stepped closer. His eyes moved over the newly opened mission records scrolling down the display. Names, dates, and supply lists ran past in tight columns. “What are we looking at, Vane?”“We are looking at the architects,” Vane answered. He tapped the glass to bring up a set of hidden personnel files. Photos a
Chapter 75: The inner circle
When you walk into a room full of politicians who think they own the world, the best way to quiet them down is to remind them who is actually holding the leash. Asher pushed open the heavy oak doors of the central assembly hall alone. His boots clicked against the polished marble floor. He did not wait for an announcement or an invitation. The high council members sat around a big circular table made of dark stone. Empty spectator seats lined the walls. A half dozen armed guards stood near the edges of the room, stiff and quiet. Head Minister Vance looked up from a stack of emergency reports. His face tightened the moment he recognized the man walking toward the center of the room. “This assembly is restricted to authorized military leadership only,” Vance said. His voice carried across the high ceiling. “How did you get past the outer checkpoint without an escort, soldier?” Asher kept walking until he stood at the edge of the stone table. He did not salute. He did not look
Chapter 76: The perimeter
Vane wiped a streak of greasy sweat off his forehead with the back of his sleeve. His fingers moved fast across the dual keyboards bolted to the center console of the armored transport. The inside of the vehicle was lit only by the harsh green glow of three monitors strapped to the dashboard. The light threw sharp shadows across the metal walls. Outside the reinforced windows, the capital streets were quiet for now. The heavy rumble of distant security sirens said that would not last. “How long is he planning to stay in that room?” Jaren asked from the passenger seat. His eyes stayed locked on the dark street corner ahead. He had his heavy combat rifle resting across his knees. He kept thumbing the safety switch back and forth with a steady click. “Vance and his committee are not known for offering coffee and polite talk to people who walk in uninvited.” “He has been in there for six minutes,” Vane said. He did not look up from the data streams moving across his main screen. “Wh
Chapter 77: Ground zero
Elara stepped her foot down hard on the accelerator. The heavy armored car roared to life with a deep mechanical growl as the street ahead of them split straight down the middle. A massive plume of dark gray concrete dust and shattered asphalt shot ten feet into the air. It swallowed a civilian delivery truck whole before anyone could even scream. Inside the cabin, Vane grabbed the edges of his console to keep from flying out of his seat. Jaren braced his shoulder against the passenger door. “What in the world was that?” Jaren yelled over the roar of collapsing buildings and screeching metal. He gripped his rifle tight as the entire block jerked hard to the left. Parked cars slid sideways like toys. “Did the council just drop a bomb on their own neighborhood?” “That was not a bomb from the council,” Elara shouted back. Her hands stayed locked on the steering wheel as she forced the heavy vehicle around a jagged crater. Her face was tight. Her eyes moved between the cracked winds
Chapter 78: The awakening
Massive dimensional rifts tore open across the capital squares with a sound like tearing metal. Howling void entities poured straight onto the surface streets. The creatures came out of the glowing tears in a chaotic wave of dark scales and sharp claws. Their screeching roar filled the air and shattered what glass was left in the nearby windows. Council security forces tried to form a line near the central plaza. Their heavy pulse rifles lit up the smoke with quick bursts of blue energy. The rounds did almost nothing against the thick hides of the void-born beasts. Shots bounced off or sank in without slowing them down. The guards froze in place as the monsters closed the gap in a single bound. Asher stepped out of the crumbling assembly hall right into the middle of it. His boots crunched over broken stone. His eyes held a raw golden light. The air pressure around him dropped so fast that the falling dust seemed to hang still for a moment. The void entities stopped at once. E
Chapter 79: The line in the dust
The armored car hit a ridge of broken concrete so hard the whole cabin shook. Elara kept the wheel steady and pushed them toward the western highway out of the capital. Thick black smoke rolled across the sky from the burning districts behind them. It covered what little sunlight was left. Inside the cramped cabin the air smelled of scorched metal, ozone, and the bitter dust of a city falling apart. “The public broadcast went through all sectors before the towers went dark,” Vane said. He tapped fast on his terminal and watched data pings come back from the outer residential zones. “Millions of people just got the full bunker archives. Every log, every blueprint, every confession from the founders is sitting on private screens across the continent right now.” “That means the council cannot hide behind closed doors and clean speeches anymore,” Jaren said. He rested his elbows on his knees and checked the magazine of his rifle. “They spent decades telling everyone the void breache
Chapter 80: The line
Elara whipped the steering wheel hard to the left, sending the car sliding sideways across the loose gravel just as a high pitched pulse beam burned a smoking black crater into the asphalt behind them. The engine screamed in protest as she slammed the pedal back down, launching the vehicle around another blind corner of the jagged cliffside. Above them, three sleek military drones hummed with a deadly, low frequency vibration, their red targeting sensors sweeping back and forth across the rocky slopes. "Those automated birds are not going to give up until we look like Swiss cheese," Elara shouted over the roaring whine of the transmission, her eyes darting between the narrow mountain road and the glowing radar screen on her dashboard. "They have got this entire pass locked down tighter than a bank vault!" "They are just running standard patrol patterns for the secondary stronghold," Asher said, sitting calm and collected in the back seat as the transport bounced violently over a