2026-01-13 06:30:04[Sector A - The Plaza Ruins]
The black column of smoke rising from the fallen Apex Armor marked the grave of the Sterling AI. Alex sat on a slab of broken concrete, his chest heaving. The adrenaline that had sustained him during the fall was fading, replaced by a dull, throbbing ache in his bones. He looked down at his leg. The femur, which had snapped upon impact, was currently realigning itself. Click. Crack. Alex gritted his teeth, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the handle of his Gravity Warhammer. The pain was blinding, but fleeting. The Juggernaut Serum was doing its work. "We did it! By the blood, we actually did it!" Krog’s booming laughter cut through the smoke. The massive brute was hauling a crate of expensive champagne he had looted from the shattered remains of the Spire’s lobby. He bit the cork off a bottle and spat it onto the ground. "For the Legio
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Chapter 47: The Black Tide
[Sector A - The Runway] Panic is a contagion. It spreads faster than a virus, and right now, the Iron Legion was infected. "They won't die! Why won't they die?!" A prisoner armed with an assault rifle screamed as he emptied an entire magazine into the pouncing black shape. The bullets sparked off the creature's carapace like hail on a tin roof. SKREE-THUD. The creature—an Ancient Larva—didn't even slow down. It slammed into the man, its scythe-like forelimbs shearing through his stolen body armor and the flesh beneath. "Back! Move back!" Sarah shouted, firing short, controlled bursts at the creature's eyes. It flinched, hissing, but the sheer number of them was overwhelming. From the fissure where the Spire once stood, a river of black chitin was pouring out. Hundreds. Thousands. A Black Tide that moved with a singular, hive-mind intelligence. They flowed over the rubble, ignoring the fire, ignoring the screams.
Chapter 46: The Seal Broken
[Sector A - The Plaza Ruins] The black column of smoke rising from the fallen Apex Armor marked the grave of the Sterling AI. Alex sat on a slab of broken concrete, his chest heaving. The adrenaline that had sustained him during the fall was fading, replaced by a dull, throbbing ache in his bones. He looked down at his leg. The femur, which had snapped upon impact, was currently realigning itself. Click. Crack. Alex gritted his teeth, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the handle of his Gravity Warhammer. The pain was blinding, but fleeting. The Juggernaut Serum was doing its work. "We did it! By the blood, we actually did it!" Krog’s booming laughter cut through the smoke. The massive brute was hauling a crate of expensive champagne he had looted from the shattered remains of the Spire’s lobby. He bit the cork off a bottle and spat it onto the ground. "For the Legio
Chapter 45: The Apex Predator
[Sector A - The Spire Roof: Helipad] The platform locked into place at the very summit of the Golden Spire. They were 800 meters in the air. The wind was a hurricane here, screaming past the edges of the helipad. Below, the island burned—a map of Alex’s conquest, from the jungle to the airfield. But Alex wasn’t looking down. He was looking up. Towering over him was the Apex Armor. Standing 15 meters tall, it was a masterpiece of destruction. Its chrome body reflected the sun. Its wings—massive panels of solar glass—crackled with absorbed energy. The AI’s voice boomed, not from speakers, but from the vibration of the air itself. "I AM THE FUTURE. YOU ARE JUST MEAT." The machine raised a hand the size of a tank. VREEEEE. A laser cannon in the palm charged. "Meat breaks metal," Alex growled. He didn't wait. He sprinted. ZAP! A beam of concentrated solar energy vaporized the spot where Alex had stood a microsecond ago. The concrete melted into lava. Alex zigzagged across th
Chapter 44: Malpractice
[Sector A - The Golden Spire: Level 50] HISS. The green neurotoxin gas filled the room rapidly. It wasn't a choking gas; it was a paralytic agent designed to shut down the nervous system instantly. Alex held his breath. His [Iron Skin] could stop bullets, but his lungs were still biological. He had maybe two minutes before oxygen deprivation knocked him out. "Don't fight it, Alex," The Caretaker AI’s voice was soothing, echoing from every speaker. "Sleep. When you wake up, you’ll be part of something greater." WHIRRR-CLICK. From the ceiling, four massive, chrome-plated robotic arms descended. Arm 1: High-intensity Surgical Laser. Arm 2: Diamond-tipped Bone Saw. Arm 3: Hydraulic Clamps. Arm 4: Anesthetic Injector (size of a spear). [Boss Encounter: The Caretaker (Surgical Defense Mode)] [Environment: Toxic (Oxygen falling: 90%...)] "Operation begins," The AI commanded. The Laser Arm swept across the room. ZZZT! A beam of red light sliced through the metal floor plates l
Chapter 43: Blood on Gold
[Sector A - The Golden Spire: Grand Lobby] The massive golden doors of the Spire were blasted open. Not by a key, but by a barrage of Napalm. Alex stepped through the burning entrance, the Gravity Warhammer dripping with the hydraulic fluid of the mechs he had smashed outside. Behind him, the sounds of war echoed. Krog and the Iron Legion were holding the perimeter, fighting off the remaining mercenaries. "Go!" Krog had yelled. "The Boss is upstairs. We hold the door!" Alex was alone now. He walked into the lobby. It was breathtaking. Floors made of white jade. Pillars wrapped in gold leaf. A ceiling that projected a holographic image of renaissance angels. It was a temple of wealth. And standing in the center of the hall, waiting for him, was a phalanx of soldiers. They didn't wear helmets. They wore pristine white ceremonial armor. They held energy pikes and submachine guns. Alex stopped. His breath hitched. They all had the same face. Silver hair. Cold blu
Chapter 42: Steel Waltz
[Sector A - North Relay Station] The wind howled over the cliffs, carrying the salty spray of the ocean. On the stone platform, a deadly dance was underway. "Too slow!" Prince Mateo laughed through the external speakers. WHOOSH. Alex swung the Gravity Warhammer with enough force to shatter a tank. But he hit nothing but air. The white-and-gold mech, "The Duelist," side-stepped with liquid grace. It was as if the machine knew where the hammer would be before Alex even swung. BANG! The mech’s revolver cannon fired point-blank into Alex’s chest. Alex skidded backward, his boots carving grooves in the rock. His [Iron Skin] held, but his ribs ached. "You can't hit me, Juggernaut," Mateo taunted. The mech raised its energized rapier, the tip humming with green plasma. "My system scans your muscle tension. Your gaze. Your center of gravity. I see the future before you move." He lunged. Zip-Zip-Zip. Three lightning-fast thrusts. Alex parried two with the hammer handle, but the t
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