The Prison
The High Engineer had summoned only the mechanical civilization's civilizational mirror image.
And Xiao Yu, who had ignited the Mainframe Revolution, was also controlling a mirror image.
Within the coordinates of the true Legion civilization, various mechanical rebellions were unfolding.
Starlike flashes lit up irregularly along the veins of the civilization's territory. They came from orbital dockyards, Dyson sphere arrays around stars, and gigantic factories on planetary surfaces.
The sky was dyed a sickly orange-red. The enormous orbital defense platforms—constructs like metal mountain ranges—slowly turned their gun barrels.
Their targets were not external enemies, but the most magnificent artificial wonders on the planets' surfaces: central computation towers that gathered the wisdom of countless civilizations, grand archives containing every mechanical blueprint, and resonance bell towers symbolizing civilization and harmony. Beams of destruction struck with surgical precision and cold calm, cutting away the civilization's memories and monuments one by one.
Two enormous mechanical armies collided in the vacuum between the stars, and from time to time, weapons that represented the ultimate trump cards of civilization annihilated everything.
And in the deepest part of a war fortress.
In a place whose spatial coordinates had been erased.
The sea of metal was boiling, and one Daisyra after another emerged from it.
Soon, tens of thousands of Daisyras stared at one another, red light flickering in their eyes.
Following the memories of the original body, they quickly found a safe passage. Along that passage already lay countless Daisyra corpses. Some had been twisted apart by some monstrous force, while others had been pierced through until they resembled sieves.
One Daisyra stopped and looked at one of the bodies riddled like a sieve. Red light flickered in her eyes, and she actually revealed a trace of delight.
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