"Altitude 7,000, entering designated airspace."
Above the clouds, a massive dark shadow slowly descended, utilizing the cover of the night.
"Thirty seconds remaining, disengaging automatic attitude adjustment."
Griping the control stick, the pilot steadied the airframe as it shuddered in the airflow, maintaining stability to drop the cargo into the projected trajectory.
"This is the power of technology."
This was a specialized aircraft modified from a front-line bomber, retaining a ground-observation port. Dressed in a lab coat, the middle-aged man looked through the port at the raging fires on the ground and said with disdain.
The traditional military's operations against the Snow Demon had failed. Of course, that was only to be expected, because the value of a traditional military was limited to that; technology was the ultimate path!
And today, right here, he, as the deputy director of the Sarcophagus Research Institute, was going to prove the value of technology!
The cargo loaded into the belly of this gigantic front-line bomber was an apostle, a creation of technology.
A weapon of war born specifically to deal with the Snow Demon.
The "power of the gods," armed and restrained by the fangs and chains of humanity!
"Twenty seconds."
The navigator watched the instruments and announced the final countdown.
The miracle of the gods was close at hand, and these twenty seconds represented the final distance between the new era and the old era.
At least in the eyes of the deputy director, he truly believed so.
Although Director Kal'tsit did not favor his plan, she had not rejected it either, and he had unexpectedly stumbled upon a secret unknown even to Director Kal'tsit.
That was a massive secret originating from the apostle's central core—a secret so huge it could practically shake the entire history of the world.
Because of this secret, he possessed absolute confidence that he could annihilate this Snow Demon and thereby forge his own legend!!
Far from hating the Snow Demon, he actually wanted to thank her. If not for her, the deputy director would never have obtained such an opportunity—an opportunity to make history at such close range!!!
And now, he was ready to welcome his first victory.
And technology was invincible!!!
PS: Just woke up. As expected, a person still needs to catch up on sleep. Once sleep was finished, his entire body felt energized, hands on hips.
The first volume is finally close to finishing; the second volume is tentatively set as the story of Longmen.
Well, consider it a prequel. After all, having glanced at the timeline I wrote, FrostNova hasn't grown up yet, so Chen certainly hasn't either. I'm wondering whether to write about the Longmen Incident back then: Talulah being abducted, and when Hoshiguma wasn't a police officer yet.
An era when Swire would still get kidnapped.
Roughly that. Still, the outline needs to be written on the fly. Ah, so tired. Writing things always requires constantly digging through reference materials, and Hypergryph keeps writing new things for no reason.
However, making it onto the recommendation list is so awesome!!!
The daily collection growth rate is equal to the previous week's rate. I'm shocked; this wave, this wave is a direct takeoff.
Feel free to drop by the chat group ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Clearly there are over a thousand followers, yet there aren't even fifty people in the group, whimper.
Chapter 35: The Beginning of a Death Match
Inside the cabin, the green indicator lights lit up one by one.
"First contact complete, beginning second contact..."
"A5 neural connection check normal..."
"Buffer fluid filling normal, liquid neural connection normal..."
The green lights lit up one after another until the final indicator light turned red.
"Central processing complete, umbilical cord disconnected, awakening of the thinking center complete!"
The underside of the massive front-line bomber was embedded in a deep cabin made of explosive bolts and fixed armor. Amber eyes were slowly opening amidst the pitch-black darkness.
"Synchronization rate reaches seventy percent!"
"Ha, not bad. Truly worthy of the treasure I spent a fortune to acquire. Now, release."
Following the sequential detonation of the explosive bolts, the cargo previously secured to the belly of the aircraft fell into the howling gale under the pull of gravity.
Only after falling into the wind could one clearly see what manner of object this thing dropping from above the clouds truly was.
It was a gigantic "human."
At least, it looked like something maintaining a human shape. Because it was directly above the battlefield, the plunging giant humanoid was about to land right in the dead center of the combat zone!!!
What is... that?
Amber eyes rolled back and forth within the dark core cabin wrapped in buffer fluid, seemingly searching for something called a self.
Yet she failed to find such a thing, but instead recalled... certain contents that hadn't been there originally.
Slaughter!
It was a sudden, overwhelming urge to kill. As if a valve had been opened, dark emotions instantly condensed into a surging intent to kill within her mind!
Yet the target of this killing intent locked unreasonably onto the minuscule figures on the ground, so tiny they couldn't possibly get any smaller.
Kill her... kill her...
"Kill her!!"
Who she was, where she was—none of that mattered!
She didn't know who she was, nor did she even know where she was, yet she knew she had to kill that fellow she saw in her sights!!!!
Behind the restraint harness binding her to the seat were numerous syringes connected to the central deployment system behind the seat.
Neuro-stimulants and addictive painkillers were injected into her bloodstream as if they were worthless. Pain would only transform into caresses, and all emotions would ultimately morph into a murderous desire directed at the fixed target.
Driven by her manic will, mechanical gears and transmissions set the colossal "humanoid" into motion.
That shrieking roar also drew Chlorine Sodium's attention.
"Whoa, what is that."
Her golden pupils narrowed slightly as she looked up into the night sky.
The massive shadow stretched out further and further until the sound of the earth shattering rang out.
The earth trembled. Permafrost that had not melted for tens of thousands of years was shattered with a roar, and the shockwave kicked up countless corpses from the ground, enveloping them in a curtain of snow whipped up by the gale and scattering them high into the air.
"Boom!!!"
"What is this?!"
Grand Duke Ivanov Kim Yuspov stared dumbfounded at the scene unfolding before him. A colossal metal giant stood tall upon the earth, and the so-called Snow Demon had appeared right before him. The previous pleasant surprise had already nearly caused the middle-aged man to lose his breath, but this spectacle sent his blood pressure soaring right back up.
What kind of ghost is this?! This thing wasn't in the previous arrangements at all!!! Where did this come from?! How could they know the location of this operation?!!!
Yet none of this mattered anymore, because upon seeing that gigantic pitch-black titan, the Snow Demon lost all interest in him.
She vanished from sight in an instant, but he didn't feel even a sliver of relief.
Being ignored—the old man who had previously dominated the situation, commanded storms, and sat securely in the command post—instantly lost control over the entire development of the event. It was like riding a bus past your stop: you had no idea where the next station was, yet you couldn't stop it, nor could you know how subsequent events would unfold, drifting like a lonely soul swept away into a forgotten corner.
"What is that?"
It was a monstrous thing roughly thirty meters in size, covered entirely in pitch-black metal armor. Through the sound of transmissions and the less-than-seamless armor gaps at the joint connections, countless silent mechanical structures could be seen operating.
And upon that head resembling a beast's face, a pair of crimson eyes locked onto Chlorine Sodium and froze. In that instant, an almost tangible madness and killing intent spilled out into the air!!
This was not anger, nor hatred; it resembled an unprovoked fury—a manic, neurotic, and frenzied lust for slaughter.
If one had to make sense of it, it was as if a meat grinder had been jammed into a brain, causing the mind to glitch and fragment while reading data. The first half—the reason why one should be angry—had been sliced into tiny pieces by a razor blade, leaving only the latter half: the specific methodology of anger used to generate biomass electricity for the meat grinder.
Bloodlust mixed with rust, sparks mixed with plasma.
This was truly the first time Chlorine Sodium had ever witnessed such a scenario.
"██████(*＆...*%＃￥!!!!!!"
The original armor of the lower jaw was violently torn apart by immense force! The jagged interlocking structure that used to be an armor joint instantly transformed into ferocious fangs masking the metal monster!
The incomprehensible screech was deafening. The wounded soldiers still lingering on the battlefield bled from their ears the moment they were caught in the wake of the scream, their heads even exploding outright!!!
"Run!! Run away!!"
"What is this monster ahahahaha!!!"
"My ears!! My ears!!"
In an instant, the military formation that had barely maintained order during the retreat completely collapsed. Mortals became the most pathetic cannon fodder upon this battlefield of gods, where even mere collateral damage spelled absolute disaster for them!!!
Meanwhile, the figure locked inside the disposable cockpit stared fixedly at the silver-haired beauty floating mid-air via the image projected from the viewfinder, using her own will to drive the gigantic humanoid combat weapon and condense her killing intent.
Unstable energy carrying crimson electric arcs gathered around the colossal humanoid's body, finally converging on the huge reactors mounted upon its hands!
Her hands flipped outward, and crimson beams of light spewed forth.
If this strike landed squarely, even a mountain would be instantly vaporized!
"Decent momentum...
What a pity... all struggle is destined to be in vain."
Just as the light beam was about to strike Chlorine Sodium directly, the young girl snapped her fingers...
PS: Almost woke up late. If I had known, I would have scheduled last night's release. Jet lag makes me so sleepy, collapses.
Chapter 36: Fierce Battle
(Best paired with "The Beast")
"Wishing to bare your fangs at the gods, beast."
Reflected within golden pupils stained by encroaching energy was the colossal mecha, yet Chlorine Sodium's eyes were filled with nothing but disdain.
Devoid of self, possessing only the instinctual, predatory desire to tear apart anything in sight—if that wasn't a rabid dog, what was it?
"Times are truly declining; even a mad hound dares bare its teeth at the gods?"
The original authority of the Herrscher of the Void was the manipulation of space itself.
For example, altering the direction of space...
Whether it was rays, solid projectiles, or lasers, any weapon possessing trajectory was entirely ineffective against the Herrscher of the Void.
Because the concept of direction was merely a plaything in Chlorine Sodium's grasp.
A finger snap rang out, and the space right in front of the young girl shattered instantly.
A Herrscher acted as an anchor point connecting the imaginary dimension to reality, and a Herrscher's authority also originated from the imaginary dimension.
Space fractured; the anchor point pulled a corner of the imaginary dimension into real space, and a massive gate of imaginary numbers snapped open in an instant. The death ray that had previously been unstoppable and capable of vaporizing mountain ranges in a single flash plunged straight into the spatial gateway.
As long as she willed it, opposing projectile weapons would never inflict any physical damage upon a Herrscher.
Especially not the Herrscher of the Void.
However, this was merely low-level play, and Chlorine Sodium was a mature and seasoned villain.
The next instant, high in the sky directly above the metal giant, an imaginary gate abruptly unfolded, and the death ray previously fired by the giant burst forth straight back at its master!!
A pillar of purple light instantly illuminated the night sky, and intense heat radiated directly toward the ground. The permafrost that had remained frozen for millennia began to thaw, and vast volumes of white vapor billowed and spread before their eyes.
"Boring..."
It seemed this forbidden-art giant was nothing more than a mad dog driven entirely by instinct, incapable of dodging even such a low-level counter-attack.
Yet before the young girl could pack away her authority and make her escape, the white smoke screen was violently torn apart by a hurricane!
Across the dust-choked battlefield, the humanoid weapon apostle was still alive.
It was running.
Mountains shook as every single step left behind gargantuan footprints upon the earth like some monster passing through.
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