Chapter 18
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The impact wasn't a crash; it was a planetary concussion.

​When ten billion tons of enchanted granite and reinforced alloy slammed into the Pacific Ocean, the resulting displacement sent a tsunami three hundred feet high racing toward the shattered remains of the California coastline. Inside the core room, Han Jin felt his internal organs shift as the inertial dampeners shrieked in agony.

​[WARNING!]

[Altitude: 0 Feet (Sea Level)]

[Hull Integrity: 32%]

[Buoyancy Compensators: FAILED]

​"Brace for submersion!" Han roared, his voice barely audible over the sound of screaming metal.

​Babylon didn't float. It sank like a jagged, metallic tooth. The boiling white foam of the ocean surface vanished, replaced by the deep, oppressive turquoise of the abyss. The roar of the wind was instantly silenced, replaced by the terrifying, rhythmic thrum of water pressure against the outer shell.

​"Administrator," the Foreman’s voice flickered back to life, now tinged with a cold, aquatic resonance. "Initiating 'Abyssal Protocol'. Deploying Hydro-Dynamic Stabilizers."

​Massive, spade-like fins erupted from the mountain's base, slowing their descent. The glowing violet lights of the Mana Heart cast long, flickering shadows into the dark water, revealing the silhouettes of whales fleeing the mountain that had fallen from the stars.

​"Zhao! Status!" Han wheezed, clutching a fractured rib.

​"The engines are flooded, Boss!" Zhao Wei’s voice crackled through the intercom, followed by the sound of a heavy metallic clang. "But the [Mana-Turbine] is loving the thermal vents down here. We’re siphoning heat directly from the crust! Power is back to 60%!"

​"Aris?"

​"I'm here," she whispered, leaning against the core. Her violet eyes were wide, fixed on the external sensors. "Han... they’re above us. They didn't stop at the surface."

​Han looked at the primary monitor. Through the dark water, eleven streaks of blinding light were piercing the ocean surface like harpoons.

​[Target Identified: The Architect Fleet]

[Enemy Count: 11]

[Distance: 2,000 Meters and Closing]

​Xerxes’ fortress, the Dead Star, was leading the charge. It had shed its starlight wings for a streamlined, obsidian shell that cut through the water with terrifying efficiency. Behind him, the Hive-Mind of Xyla had turned its vines into a mass of bioluminescent tentacles, propelling its forest-fortress downward like a giant, predatory jellyfish.

​"You cannot hide in the dark, Han Jin," Xerxes’ telepathic voice vibrated through the hull, cold enough to freeze the salt water outside. "The System has designated Earth as a 'Corrupted Sector'. We are the cleanup crew. Your survival is a bug that must be purged to restore the Galamax Balance."

​"Cleanup crew?" Han Jin spat blood onto the floor. "You're just scavengers picking at a corpse."

​He turned to the Foreman. "Activate [Blueprint: Leviathan’s Maw]. If they want to play in the deep, let's show them who owns the trench."

​[Blueprint: Leviathan’s Maw — Tier 4 (Submersible Modification)]

[Requirements: 1,200 AP / 50% Core Output]

[Effect: Converts the Mountain's Drill-Tip into a High-Pressure Sonic Cannon.]

​"Aris, I need your psychic lock," Han said, his hand hovering over the 'Execute' button. "Don't look for their ships. Look for the pressure points in the water between them."

​Aris closed her eyes. Her violet aura expanded, filling the core room with a soft, pulsing light. "There... the thermal current at 3,000 meters. If you hit it, the cavitation will create a vacuum bubble. It'll crush them before they even reach us."

​"Zhao! Dump the excess heat from the Turbine into the cannon!"

​"Firing in three... two... one!"

​Babylon’s tip, still glowing orange from the friction of the fall, let out a sound that didn't belong in nature. A focused beam of sonic vibration tore through the water, creating a tunnel of super-heated steam that expanded with explosive force.

​The lead 'Eraser' drones were vaporized instantly. Xerxes’ Dead Star fortress caught the edge of the shockwave, its obsidian hull cracking as the sudden pressure shift tried to turn the ship inside out.

​[Enemy Integrity: 82%]

[Warning: The Hive-Mind has deployed 'Spore-Mines'.]

​"They’re learning," Freya said, stepping onto the bridge, her hands glowing with frost-mana. "Han, the water is turning into a conductor. If the Hive-Mind touches our hull with those vines, they’ll fry the A.I. through the outer sensors."

​Han Jin looked at the map. They were hovering over the Mariana Trench.

​"We're going deeper," Han said, a dangerous glint in his eyes. "Foreman, full negative buoyancy. We’re heading for the 'World-Core' access point."

​"Han, that’s suicide!" Aris cried. "The pressure there will pancake the base!"

​"Not if we use the frost-mana to reinforce the hull," Han countered, looking at Freya. "Freya, can you coat the entire mountain in 'Zero-Point Ice'? It’s the only material that gets stronger as the pressure increases."

​Freya looked at the dark abyss below, then at Han. She gave a sharp, determined nod. "It’ll drain me, Han. I’ll be out of the fight for a week."

​"Do it. We just need to buy enough time to reach the 43-day mark."

​As Freya placed her hands on the cold steel floor, a layer of crystalline ice began to spread, encasing Babylon in a translucent, diamond-hard shell. The mountain accelerated, diving into the blackest depths of the Earth.

​Behind them, the eleven Architects hesitated. Their high-tech fortresses were designed for space, for the vacuum—not for the crushing, lightless weight of seven miles of ocean.

​But Xerxes didn't stop. His obsidian fortress began to glow with a dark, 'Eraser' light, carving a path through the water as he followed Han Jin into the trench.

​"You think the pressure is your ally, Twelfth?" Xerxes’ voice mocked. "I watched my own sun collapse into a singularity. I am the master of gravity!"

​The two mountains of steel and ice plummeted toward the bottom of the world, a trail of bubbles and mana-fire marking their path.

​Suddenly, the Foreman’s sensors let out a rhythmic, metallic ping.

​[Object Detected at Trench Floor: 11,000 Meters]

[Type: Ancient Construct]

[Analysis: It is a 'System Gate' from the FIRST Cycle.]

​Han Jin’s heart stopped. There was already a base down here. And it was active.

​"Who else is in the loop?" Han whispered.

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