Orléans.
Saint-Jean-de-la-Ruelle.
By then, the entire Lüer surface base had been engulfed in a sea of fire, with pitch-black shell craters everywhere.
In the underground Dragonkin storage rooms beneath the surface base, Dragonkin kept awakening inside biological pods filled with nutrient solution. The first thing they did upon waking was activate their [Word Spirits] to smash the pods before them. Once they emerged, the brutality rooted in the deepest recesses of their hearts drove them to trample everything in sight.
After satisfying their most primal urge to destroy, the Dragonkin followed the commands they heard in their minds to seek their true targets. Those targets had been designated by the supreme being who had restored their freedom.
[Woo~ ooh~ woo~ ooh~] [Emergency gate to storage room one destroyed!!!] [Emergency gate to storage room two lowered-] [Emergency gate to storage room three lowered-] [Pipeline lockdown devices out of control!!!] [Calling command, calling command-]
Alarms echoed incessantly through the metallic underground base. The surface base's branch Lineage Think Tank kept carrying out emergency procedures, but the command room it was calling lay in ruins.
When the Dragon Calamity erupted, the command room had been the first target of the Dragonkin's attacks. Before its oblivious personnel could react, the Dragonkin pouring out of storage room one had blasted them to death with concentrated fire. Charred corpses and clumps of bright-red minced flesh now littered the command room.
[No response from command-] [Level-one emergency confirmed!] [Initiating destruction sequence-]
Virtual Veils displaying blood-red skulls appeared in every underground storage room, accompanied by urgent alarms.
The next second, the alarms cut off abruptly, as though someone had seized them by the throat.
[Unknown memetic program intrusion-] [Executing... meme... elimina... çŸæˆçš„]
Bzzt-
The entire surface base's Think Tank seemed to have