“…It’s time for a complete ‘demagnetization’.”

An invisible pressure instantly enveloped the entire circular light table. All arguments came to an abrupt halt. Lady Plantagenet's languid demeanor faded, her gaze sharpening. The electronic scar on General Iron Wall's face glowed even brighter. The mist surrounding Shadow froze slightly.

The metal fingers of the Web Weaver tapping the tabletop stopped perfectly naturally and unnoticeably the moment Vincent K's gaze passed over them. The shadow beneath the hood was unfathomable.

"For the Ark." The projection of Vincent K nodded slightly.

"For the Ark." The other six council members, regardless of their thoughts, issued a confirmation order at the same time.

The cold holographic light shone, and the starry dome remained indifferent. But beneath this absolute order, deeper undercurrents began to stir frantically.

A foul odor permeates the air at the edge of an abandoned landfill.

Ajie and Wen Shifei leaned against the cold garbage heap, exhaustion and despair weighing on them like heavy shackles. Lu Cheneng lay on a rusted metal plate, his body still twitching from time to time in his coma. The faint silver-white light from his left mithril arm flickered like a candle in the wind.

Suddenly, an extremely slight "buzzing" sound, like the flapping of insect wings, came from an inconspicuous metal box on Wen Shifei's tactical belt.

Wen Shifei's body trembled violently! This frequency... was the emergency communication code used by the "Mole" inside the fortress! Only the most core members of the resistance knew it!

She quickly pulled out the metal box and opened it. A tiny holographic projection appeared on her palm, containing only a seemingly chaotic string of binary code.

Wen Shifei's pupils contracted instantly! Her fingers trembled slightly with excitement and fear. She focused her mental energy and began to decipher this string of ciphers from the abyss using a specific algorithm.

After a few seconds, her face turned pale as paper, and her eyes were filled with incredible horror!

The core message of the cipher exploded in her mind: [The "Web Weaver" has rebelled! The parliamentary purge has been issued! The coordinates have been exposed! The "Ghost" carrying the "Key" signal disappeared at the edge of B-7! The "Bury Worm" is about to collapse! Leave quickly! Find "Old Gun"!]

The amount of information is huge and deadly!

The "Weaver" who controls information in the Council of Seven is actually a traitor?!

The Council's purge order...is it aimed at the resistance? Or is it aimed at all the unstable elements within the fortress?!

Their coordinates were exposed?! Was it because of the tracker on Lu Cheneng? Or... was the resistance network inside the fortress infiltrated?!

· Linghao and Qingyi disappeared at the edge of Area B-7... Are they alive or dead?

The "Buryhole Worm" is about to cause a major collapse!

The only way to survive... is to find a man codenamed "Old Gun"?

"Sister Shi Fei? What's wrong?" Ajie asked nervously when he saw Wen Shi Fei's expression suddenly change.

Wen Shifei suddenly looked up at the unconscious Lu Cheneng, then at the shadowy area deeper in the Western Landfill that resembled the rotten entrails of a giant beast. She clenched the metal box tightly in her hand, her knuckles turning white from the strain.

The undercurrent has arrived, the storm is coming. They have become the most fragile duckweed at the center of the vortex.