2026-05-07 06:00:00The emergency launch hangar of Archon Global lay hundreds of meters beneath the main facility, resembling a metallic womb that housed humanity’s final weapon.
Yellow floodlights illuminated the gleaming silver hull of the command capsule that would carry Matthew beyond the atmosphere, where his thirty warships lay hidden in stealth mode.
The air roared with the thunder of engines being primed. The sharp scent of ozone and hydrogen fuel saturated the space. Yet near the boa
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CHAPTER 142 : The Last Kiss
The emergency launch hangar of Archon Global lay hundreds of meters beneath the main facility, resembling a metallic womb that housed humanity’s final weapon.Yellow floodlights illuminated the gleaming silver hull of the command capsule that would carry Matthew beyond the atmosphere, where his thirty warships lay hidden in stealth mode.The air roared with the thunder of engines being primed. The sharp scent of ozone and hydrogen fuel saturated the space. Yet near the boarding ladder of the capsule, time itself seemed to stand still.Viviane stood there, her eyes red, but her gaze sharp. In her arms, she held Dominic, their two-month-old son. The infant was wrapped in a thick, bulletproof blanket, whimpering softly, disturbed by the harsh, deafening noise around him.Matthew approached slowly. His tactical combat suit clung to a body that now felt significantly weaker after the brutal toll exacted by the ARC System.His right arm remained us
CHAPTER 141 : The Architect’s Decision
The private meeting room behind the main control center felt suffocating, unbearably tight, and oppressive, as if the walls themselves were closing in. Everyone inside felt restless, anxious, and desperate to escape, yet there was nowhere to go.Only the dim red glow of emergency lights illuminated Matthew and Viviane’s pale faces. The distant wail of sirens outside the building still echoed faintly. Inside that confined space, the silence was deafening until it was shattered by a sharp, thunderous slam.Viviane struck the metal table with both hands. Her brown eyes burned with a volatile mix of anger and fear.“This is suicide, Matthew!” she shouted. Her voice, once authoritative in the boardrooms of Lane Corp and Archon, now fractured under the panic of a wife on the verge of losing her husband.“Those ships were just completed! Caleb himself said the combat AI hasn’t even been installed yet! You’re planning to lead a
CHAPTER 140 : The Aegis Shield Tested
Death came in the form of a towering wall of water. But it did not strike them fully. In the final moments before the hundred-meter wave could crush the Statue of Liberty and sweep through the streets of Manhattan, a pale blue layer of energy, a kinetic barrier, surged dramatically upward from the depths of New York Harbor.The massive wave slammed into the barrier with the force of millions of tons of explosives. The impact shook the very tectonic plates beneath the city. Seawater erupted into foam and towering plumes of mist as high as skyscrapers, obscuring the view beyond the command room’s glass walls. The blue shield flickered wildly, straining against unimaginable pressure.The colossal wave split apart. Most of its energy was absorbed. However, the overflow that spilled over the upper edge of the barrier still flooded the lower streets of New York with waters three stories high. Cars were tossed like toys, and storefronts shattered. But the main structure
CHAPTER 139 : The Sky That Split
The next day,New York City pulsed as usual. The spring sun shone brightly in a cloudless blue sky. Below, millions of people went about their routines, from the blaring horns of yellow taxis locked in traffic on Fifth Avenue to the footsteps of thousands of pedestrians echoing along the sidewalks to the massive screens in Times Square playing perfume ads and stock tickers.But on the top floor of Archon Global, the air felt as dense as steel and as cold as a freezer. Tension choked the throat of everyone inside the command room.Matthew stood rigid before the massive glass wall, staring out toward the Atlantic Ocean. His suit had been changed, but his face remained pale. Behind him, six enormous communication screens displayed the faces of Archon’s top leaders from around the world.“The evacuation of the East Coast is underway, Mr. Thomas,” reported Veronica Wu from the main screen. The resilient woman in her forties, serving as global
CHAPTER 138 : The Countdown
The top floor of Archon Global Headquarters in Manhattan was not merely an office space but the throne of a modern god.Located more than one hundred stories above the streets of New York City, the primary control room was encased in ten inches of nanocarbon-reinforced bulletproof glass.Beyond it, the endless city lights shimmered like a sea of fireflies, oblivious to the fate of a world teetering on the brink.Inside the room, the temperature was held at a constant eighteen degrees Celsius, cold enough to keep anyone alert. The black marble floor reflected the bluish glow of a high-resolution holographic projection of Earth floating above a circular table at the center.Matthew Thomas stood motionless before it. His black Tom Ford suit fit perfectly, draped over his tall, imposing frame.But anyone who looked closely at his face would notice something inhuman. His brown eyes no longer held warmth. Instead, they shimmered with a faint, pulsing gol
CHAPTER 137 : Vincent Chen’s Breaking Point
Veronica Wu still stood before Matthew Thomas, horror etched across her face, her voice trembling.“Mr. Thomas… the world… the world is in upheaval,” Veronica said, her voice still shaking. “We broadcast the satellite footage of the island’s destruction across all global frequencies, just as you ordered. The effect was immediate. Panic in the black markets stopped almost instantly. Rebel forces in Eastern Europe laid down their weapons. No one dares to even speak of negotiating with the alien entities anymore.”“Good. Fear is the only stable currency right now,” Matthew replied flatly, then walked toward the glass wall, gazing out at the ruined city. “What are they saying about me?”Veronica lowered her head, unable to look at his back. “They no longer call you the Architect, Mr. Thomas. Underground media, the remaining elites, even civilians… they’re calling you the Grim Reap
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