The cold, sticky air, reeking of the ultimate stench of decay, burrowed into Wen Shifei's nostrils like millions of tiny poisonous insects, gnawing at her lungs. The metal letter box in her hand burned like a branding iron fresh from a furnace, piercing her palms. Every single character of that short line of ciphertext, transmitted with her life, exploded in her mind, unleashing a devastating wave of destruction!

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

The "Web Weaver"... betrayed?! The intelligence master who controlled all information flows through the fortress, like the shadow itself? A core member of the Council of Seven?! Wen Shifei felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, instantly freezing his limbs! This meant that the resistance network they relied on to transmit information and carry out covert operations might have already been riddled with holes, a one-way transparent fish tank! There was no longer any safe place inside the fortress!

The coordinates were exposed... That damn tracker on Lu Cheneng! And the purge order issued by the Council... Was it aimed at everyone who knew about this? All those sparks of resistance? Or... just to silence them?!

Zero and Qingyi's signal disappeared at the edge of Area B-7... Life? Death? Fall into the hands of the chaebol? Or bury themselves in the collapsing hell?

The "Buryhole Worm" is about to collapse! That madman, Dr. Heisen, is he really going to use the entire B area, or even more areas, as a testing ground, just to test Qingyi's "key"?!

"Sister Shi Fei! What happened?!" Ajie looked at Wen Shi Fei, who turned pale as paper and had a dull look as if she had seen a ghost. His heart instantly rose to his throat and his voice trembled with fear.

Wen Shifei snapped back to her senses, her fear and despair nearly swallowing her, but her remaining sanity was like the last straw a drowning man grasped! She clutched the mailbox tightly, her knuckles turning white from the strain, her voice crackling and rapid, like a worn bellows: "We've been exposed! Our... Fortress Resistance Network... has been infiltrated! The chaebol's purge troops... are arriving soon! The 'Web Weaver'... is a traitor! Qingyi and that Zero... have lost contact on the edge of Area B-7... That monster underground... is about to erupt completely!"

Every word hit Ajie's heart like a sledgehammer! His pupils suddenly constricted, and he subconsciously grabbed the shotgun beside him, pointing it frantically at the stinking pile of garbage around him, as if a deadly enemy would burst out from behind the rotting waste at any moment!

"Then...what should we do?!" Ajie's voice was tinged with tears, and his body trembled slightly with fear. The chaebol's scavenger troops... he had seen how efficiently Zero could deal with them! If they were to be surrounded and eliminated by an organized force against the three wounded soldiers... he couldn't even imagine it!

"Find 'Old Gun'!" Wen Shifei stood up suddenly, ignoring the dizziness caused by mental overdraft and the severe pain in her arms, her eyes bursting with a madness that was forced into a desperate situation, "The secret text said... find 'Old Gun'! To the west! A deeper garbage dump! That's the only way to survive!" She quickly bent down, and together with Ajie, dragged up the unconscious and burning Lu Cheneng again.

Just then!

Buzz——!!!

An invisible, cold, and violent mental impact, like an invisible tsunami, suddenly erupted from the unconscious Lu Cheneng! It was not mental power, but a more primitive and brutal metallic pressure!

Lu Chen's body trembled violently! His furrowed brows suddenly tightened, as if he were enduring the pain of his soul being torn apart! His left mithril arm, dangling from the edge of the metal plate and covered with spiderweb-like energy cracks, suddenly erupted with a dazzling silver-white light without warning! This time, the light was no longer faint! Instead, it was like a volcano suppressed for billions of years, suddenly erupting!

The humming sound intensified! No longer a low tremor, it was like the frantic friction and resonance of thousands of sharp metal blades! Centered on Mithril's left arm, within a few meters of the surrounding area, scattered metal fragments, rusted iron sheets, and even the metal parts of Ajie's shotgun began to vibrate and jump violently and uncontrollably! A sharp "clang" sound was emitted!

"Brother Lu?!" Ajie looked in horror at the shotgun in his hand that was shaking wildly and almost flying out of his hand.

Wen Shifei also felt the violent, destructive resonance of the metal field! Her mental energy was exhausted, unable to project her perception, yet her skin instinctively felt a tingling sensation, as if countless tiny metal needles were pricking her! She stared intently at Lu Chenheng's mithril arm, which seemed to come alive, her eyes filled with shock and a hint of foreboding!

“Ugh…Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!”

A suppressed roar, like a wounded lone wolf, suddenly burst out from Lu Chen's clenched teeth! His tightly closed eyes suddenly opened!

The only remaining right eye!

But at this moment, that right eye no longer held any trace of Lu Cheneng's rationality or emotion! Deep within the pupil burned a pure, cold, silver-white flame filled with endless pain and a desire for destruction! The underlying color of that flame was abyssal despair and rage!

Buzz——!!!

The silver-white light from Mithril's left arm surged! A violent metal resonance field instantly spread! Ajie could no longer hold the shotgun in his hand. With a clang, it was violently yanked away by an invisible force, crashing into a distant garbage dump! Wen Shifei was also pushed back by this sudden force!

As if controlled by an invisible force, Lu Chenheng suddenly sat up from the metal plate! His movements were stiff, filled with an inhuman, mechanical feeling! His right eye, burning with silver-white flames, swept coldly over the horrified Ajie and Wen Shifei. There was no trace of familiarity in his eyes, only the indifference of looking at an obstacle!

"Brother Lu! Wake up! It's us!" Ajie rushed over desperately and tried to hold down Lu Chenshang's shoulders.

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