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Chapter 130. The March Into Light 2
The scream didn't sound anymore. It was a vibration. It tore through every wall and wire, making the air itself tremble.Kai grabbed Rhea and pulled her down as the floor split open beneath them. White light poured out like liquid fire. “Move!” he shouted.The chamber shifted, reshaping itself. Pillars bent sideways, ceiling folding like paper. The giant spine of light at the center twisted, sending sparks across the air.Marek fired toward it. The bullets melted mid-flight. “Nothing’s sticking!” he yelled.“It’s not supposed to,” Rhea snapped, dragging him behind cover. “This thing’s rewriting matter!”Kai rose, shielding his eyes. “Holt!”The woman at the base of the spine had risen. Her restraints had turned into glowing armor wrapping around her body. Her hair floated like strands of light.When she spoke, her voice was layered, human, mechanical, and something else beneath both. “You shouldn’t have come.”Kai’s chest tightened. “We came for you.”“There’s no me to come for.”She
Chapter 130. The March Into Light
Crest’s skyline was a forest of light, towers half melted, half alive, swaying like metal trees. The Spire rose at the center of it all, pulsing with white and blue veins that reached into the clouds.Every few seconds, a deep hum rolled across the city. The sound wasn’t mechanical. It felt like breathing.Kai stood on the edge of the ruins, his coat whipping in the wind. His eyes stayed on the tower.Behind him, the small strike team waited, twelve soldiers, Rhea, Marek, and two ex-Crest technicians who barely stopped shaking.Rhea moved beside him. Her face was pale under the flickering light. “Still think we can cut through that?”Kai didn’t answer right away. His hand rested on the pulse rifle slung over his shoulder. The weapon hummed softly, the core synced to his system.Finally, he said, “We don’t need to cut through. Just open a hole big enough to get inside.”Marek gave a short, humorless laugh. “And then what? Have tea with the machine god?”Kai’s eyes stayed on the tower.
Chapter 129. The Echo Of Control
The Civic Spire still stood, but only barely. From a distance, it looked like a monument of cracked glass and smoke, its upper floors open to the gray sky. The fires had died, but the air still shimmered with leftover energy. Director Liane Holt moved through the lower hallways with a small escort of soldiers. Their boots echoed against the marble, the sound hollow and endless. She had not slept in two days. Her right arm was wrapped in a bandage where Kai’s blast had burned her.Every few steps, she passed bodies, soldiers, technicians, council aides. The medics had already stopped counting. “Director,” one of the guards said quietly. “The Chancellor is waiting for you.”She nodded. “In the war room?”“Yes, ma’am. With the remaining council members.”She kept walking. The elevator shaft was dead, filled with dust and light. They climbed the stairs, passing flickering wall screens still showing corrupted system messages:INHERITANCE PROTOCOL ACTIVECORE RESONANCE DETECTEDMANUAL OVE
Chapter 128. Inheritance Rising
The convoy reached the Civic Spire just before dawn. The towers of Crest were still half-covered in smoke from the harbor strikes, but the Spire stood untouched, clean, white, and full of light. The streets around it were empty except for drones hovering silently above every intersection.Three armored trucks rolled across the square. The tires crushed pieces of broken glass that glittered in the weak sunlight. The lead truck slowed before the security gates, where lines of soldiers in black stood waiting.Director Liane Holt was already there. She wore her long dark coat and her eyes were hidden behind tinted lenses. Around her, the morning wind tugged at the edges of security banners, each one carrying the Crest insignia, a silver spiral against black. “Open it,” Holt said.The guards stepped aside. The trucks entered the inner yard of the Spire, their engines echoing against the marble walls. The gates closed behind them with a heavy metallic thud, sealing the world outside. Ins
Chapter 127. The Council’s 2
The day broke thin and gray. Sirens moved like insects across the city. The council had spoken. The machines had answers.Director Liane Holt did not sleep. She wore a dark suit and carried a slim case. Her team waited in a low parking garage beneath the Civic Spire. Men and women in plain coats checked weapons. Their faces were cold. Each one had a badge that said only: BLACK UNIT.Holt looked at the line of faces. “We move in two waves,” she said. Her voice was short. “The first wave secures the surface routes. They cut civilian channels and block exits. The second wave goes for the tunnels. Find the prototype. Bring him here alive.”A captain stepped forward. His helmet hid most of his face. “Director, we also have psionic inhibitors ready. We can stop the resonance. We can take him in without heavy loss.”Holt nodded. “Use them. I want minimal blood. The council wants a clean capture. No public mess.”The men and women loaded into trucks. Engines hummed. Cameras rolled past them.
Chapter 127. The Council’s
The tower that had once ruled Crest was gone, but its shadow still ruled everything. From the upper levels of the rebuilt Civic Spire, the city stretched like a scar of light. Drones moved in slow formations through the night sky. The lower streets glowed red with checkpoints and scanners. The people lived under curfew, and their silence was the empire’s new anthem. Inside the council chamber, silence had another meaning, fear.Six figures sat around a black table that reflected their faces like water. The walls hummed with soft blue light from the screens displaying surveillance feeds: the ruins, the tunnels, the movements of soldiers.At the head of the table sat Chancellor Eran Vale, once a diplomat, now a man with the posture of a dying king. His white suit was spotless, but his eyes were bloodshot.“Report,” he said.A woman in a dark uniform, Director Liane Holt, head of internal security, stood. Her voice was cold and steady. “We’ve confirmed activity in the eastern tunnels.
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