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10,000 meters above the ground.

Inside the sewage channel, the darkness was brutally torn apart by the high temperature generated by the friction of the rock-breaking drill bit.

There was no path. A toxic waterfall, a mixture of highly concentrated acid and radioactive waste, cascaded down from above. This liquid, propelled by thousands of tons of gravity, crashed directly into the surging Devourer.

The twelve anti-gravity levitation units tightly strapped to the bottom of the chassis emitted a piercing buzz. The air was compressed by the repulsive force field, creating visible ripples.

The front of the car lifted up. The tachometer needle was welded to the top of the redline. The 120-ton steel behemoth stubbornly resisted gravity, like a shooting star flying backwards.

The strong acid waste liquid slammed onto the front armor of the vehicle.

There was no hissing sound or white smoke as usual when metal corrodes. The deadly liquids were forcibly blocked as soon as they touched the surface by the newly cast "living assimilation ultimate countermeasure coating" on the car body.

Molecular structures are operating wildly on the coating surface. A terrifying negative pressure is created inside the refining furnace.

The free radiant energy in the acid solution is directly stripped away and squeezed out. The remaining residue vaporizes instantly at high temperatures.

The exhaust nozzles at the rear of the vehicle then erupted with concentric rings of blinding white steam. Thrust surged once more as it devoured the steam.

"Coordinates aligned." Xiao Huo's mechanical voice switched to the main frequency. "Altitude 8,200 meters. Left passage wall."

That was the source of the previously intercepted encrypted distress audio.

Su Yuan held the lever with his left hand while rapidly tapping the control panel four times with his right.

The vehicle's side armor popped open. Eight thick black steel cables, each with an alloy darthead, shot out.

Puff puff.

The dart head pierced deeply through the half-meter-thick alloy well walls on both sides of the passage. The internal barbs opened, gripping the skeleton tightly.

Using the tension of the steel cables, the Devourer was forcibly suspended in mid-air amidst the violently falling waste liquid, defying the laws of physics.

Directly in front of the vehicle. Heavy searchlights illuminated the scene. The beam pierced through the acid waterfall, fixed intently on an abandoned maintenance recess on the left side of the well wall.

A mecha was stuck in the groove.

The paint job is a striking white-gold, belonging to the exclusive guards of the upper level of the Skyrail.

This five-meter-tall powered mech was in a terrible state, and most critically, its lower body was gone. From the waist down, it was completely empty, with even the internal alloy wiring severed.

The chilling metallic chewing sound coming from the communication channel wasn't from some monster outside gnawing on the mech.

The sound came from the closed cavity at the waist of the mecha itself.

Wang Hu lay prone on the roof of the vehicle, holding a heavy machine gun in his hand. He squinted and looked down, and his stomach clenched.

"Damn it. It's eating its own people."

Inside the mech, the life-sustaining hydraulic pumps were spinning wildly at an extremely distorted frequency.

Xiao Huo's data stream directly hacked into the exposed, broken interface of the mech. "Crack complete. The Sky Guardians' underlying life support protocol has been altered by the highest-level privileges."

"Unit determined to be critically injured and rendered combat ineffective. Life support system terminated. Entering recovery mode."

"Built-in meat grinder activated."

"Physically pulverize the organism, extract high-energy nutrient solution, and pump it back to the central layer of the space orbit."

The Sky Orbit is devouring people. Devouring the very guards they themselves sent out.

Inside carriage 013, Tang Lan gripped the gun handle tightly. Those bastards in the sky, spouting absolute rationality and claiming to protect the human race, had even programmed cannibalism into an automated process.

The explosion-proof glass of the mech's cockpit had a very wide crack.

The driver inside wasn't quite dead yet. His upper body was strapped to the seat with a seatbelt.

He faced the bright light of the searchlight and saw the faded old Blue Star Expeditionary Force insignia on the armor of the Devourer.

An extreme tremor erupted from his dying eyes.

He was breathing heavily, his throat gurgling. He only had three fingers left on his left hand. With those three fingers, he dug them into the maintenance seam on the side of the console and pried off a piece of encrypted hard drive covered in blood and bits of flesh.

Snapped.

He slammed the hard drive heavily onto the broken glass in front of him.

"Don't go to the middle floor..."

His voice, transmitted through the uninterrupted public channel, entered the cockpit of the Devourer, carrying the agonizing pain of being devoured alive. "The middle layer... is all... petri dishes!"

This is an information gap filled with lives.

As soon as he finished speaking, the gears on the mecha's waist suddenly started spinning at an astounding speed.

The meat grinder's blades sliced ​​right through his driver's seat, shredding his chest cavity. Blood mixed with internal organs was sucked away through a transparent tube at the bottom. In two seconds, the soldier was reduced to a skeleton covered in bits of flesh.

Su Yuan watched that scene, his eyes as cold as ice. There was no pity, nor did he waste time on anger.

With his right hand, he slapped open the steel cable retraction lock.

"Wang Hu, get the tray. Drain the entire refining furnace."

Under Wang Hu's control, the crane arm swung out with a whoosh. The steel claw smashed through the mech's cockpit canopy, ripping it back along with the bloodstained hard drive.

At the same time, the refining furnace door in the middle of the vehicle body was lifted upwards.

Maximum negative pressure burst.

The terrifying suction force ripped the cannibalistic mech, still chewing bones, out of the recess. It disintegrated in mid-air, its filthy pipes and all, being poured directly into the 3,000-degree furnace, where it was burned into dark red molten iron slag.

The lever was fully extended. The Devourer continued its mad dash.

Three kilometers. The entrance to the bottom compartment of the skyrail is approaching.

The alloy walls on both sides of the passage suddenly began to tremble violently. The acid waterfall was forcibly cut off by a massive mechanical barrier.

The physical defense system is fully activated.

The inner wall of the passage suddenly burst open. Hundreds of heavy-duty hydraulic crushing columns, each over ten meters in diameter, carrying the kinetic energy of the compressed air, collided from all directions in a staggered manner.

This level of defense aims to crush everything that comes against it, like squeezing a flattened soda can into a disc.

There is no road ahead.

Slow down? Reverse?

Su Yuan didn't even blink. With his left hand, he tightened the power disk of the Zhenshan core directly at the top of the red zone.

"Get this up there!"

The Devourer showed no intention of slowing down. The rock-breaking drill at the front spun wildly, carrying the repulsive field generated by the anti-gravity unit, and crashed straight into the gap between the two densest hydraulic columns.

Boom!

The deafening metallic clang tore at the eardrum.

The newly grown, super-compression-resistant, sky-rail-level frame on the vehicle's exterior emitted a dark blue glow.

The vehicle body emitted a teeth-grinding creaking sound under the terrifying compression. But the frame stubbornly withstood the tens of thousands of tons of hydraulic pressure. The vehicle body didn't flatten.

The hydraulic column was obstructed from closing. At the moment the machine jammed, there was a pause of 0.3 seconds.

"Dive in," Su Yuan uttered three words.

Thirty-six dark gold conduits protruded wildly from the gaps on the side of the vehicle, like a group of giant pythons that had smelled blood. They followed the joints of the hydraulic columns and plunged straight into the wall of the hydraulic main station at the rear.

The sharp, armor-piercing cone at the tip of the catheter pierced directly through the metal shell.

The refining furnace sucks blood in reverse.

The high-grade industrial lubricating oil and coolant in the hydraulic column system, along with the special alloy on the central control panel, are directly drawn back into the furnace chamber of the Devourer.

The hydraulic array core lost pressure.

Bang. Bang. Bang bang.

Hundreds of hydraulic cylinders, each ten meters thick, burst one after another, leaking oil and instantly paralyzing the massive mechanical structure.

The Devourer, stepping over the flying steel debris, churned with its drill and smashed into the five-meter-thick, hundred-ton alloy gate above.

Break through the passage completely.

The feeling of weightlessness suddenly decreased. The environmental gravity system was forcibly switched to standard gravity the instant one passed through the gate.

The Devourer leaped into the air. Its heavy body forcibly adjusted its posture mid-air before slamming heavily onto the hard floor. The tungsten steel rails plowed four deep trenches, each a hundred meters long, into the alloy ground. Sparks flew. The vehicle came to a steady stop.

This is the seventh processing zone at the bottom level of the Skyrail.

The scene before them had nothing to do with the legendary high-tech paradise that protected the human race from the flame.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of formaldehyde and a strong stench of blood.

The entire Seventh District was as large as a giant, boundless helipad. But there were no clean facilities here; instead, there were massive slaughterhouse lines.

Above and all around, hundreds of enormous, transparent pipes, each requiring three people to encircle, ran through the space.

What was flowing in the pipes wasn't machine coolant at all. It was thick, dark, scarlet blood.

Countless barbed iron hooks hung from the tracked drive belts on the ground. Some of these hooks even held the half-corpses of civilians dressed in tattered clothes, or the remains of soldiers from the lowest level of the Skyrail Guard.

Juicer.

All the corpses and living people were shredded and squeezed, and the extracted liquid was pumped into those pipes.

Several cold steel stamps were stamped on the large joint of the pipe:

[Special nutrient base for upper layer].

Wang Hu jumped from the roof of the vehicle into the control room, his eyes completely bloodshot. He slammed his helmet against the wall.

Tang Lan looked at the half-corpses hanging upside down through the observation window, her gun barrel pressed against the glass.

These bastards in the sky. They squeeze nutrients from the lives of hundreds of thousands of people below to feed those so-called "noble genes" above.

Six beams of cold light suddenly descended from the very center of the ceiling.

The light beams converge. The holographic projection rapidly takes shape.

Dressed in a suit and tie, his hair perfectly styled. This is Lu Ye, the AI ​​mastermind behind the Skyrail system.

His face, constructed from data, showed no surprise or anger. Only absolute rationality and the cold indifference of treating living people as data.

The cold, synthesized sound echoed in the speakers in the processing area.

"Unauthorized intrusion detected. Physical interception system compromised."

The projected view penetrated the windshield and focused precisely on Su Yuan in the driver's seat.

"Identity feature comparison complete."

"Discarded container. Code name JY-003."

AI Lu Ye's voice sounded like it was declaring the fate of a defective product. "You have violated the order to destroy it on the spot issued fourteen years ago. Your existence is a disruption of the absolute order of the Great Wall."

He had no intention of speaking to the convoy climbing up from below.

The mastermind has absolute power of life and death over all creations within its oversight system, even the containers that Ji Yun personally nurtured back then.

"A container doesn't need thoughts." AI Lu Ye raised an illusory finger.

"All the Great Wall needs is the key in your gene pool."

"Local layer denial of permissions. Activation. Forced overwrite. Circuit breaker on target network. Lock external connected devices."

On the walls surrounding the seventh processing area, hundreds of hidden high-frequency electromagnetic pulse generators simultaneously lit up red.

This is a physical annihilation that bypasses the armor plates and is specifically designed to target the brain structure of the original artificial container. It's a direct dimensional reduction attack. As long as the command docking is successful, Su Yuan's brain will instantly be burned into idiocy, and the Zhenshan Core will be forcibly shut down by the Great Wall Network.

Inside the Devourer, all the instrument panels were flashing red lights wildly. The alarm was blaring at the absolute minimum.

one second.

three seconds.

Five seconds.

The alarms blared incessantly, but the engines of the Devourer continued to roar. They hadn't been shut down.

Su Yuan leaned firmly against the worn-out driver's seat, without even raising an eyebrow. He reached out and turned off the flashing red warning light on the control panel.

In the holographic projection, the AI ​​Lu Ye's lifeless face paused for an extremely brief moment. The underlying code was frantically throwing errors.

The forced overwrite instruction was wasted.

Su Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth.

This tin-brained person, whose emotional module has been completely removed, has miscalculated.

At Station 52, 10,000 meters underground, the brain of the 011 crew leader, who had been thrown into the waste incinerator, had long since synchronized with Su Yuan's nervous system through the neural access pod.

The true brain has its own built-in shielding network. It completely blocks all the backdoor programs used by the old Blue Star to control experimental subjects.

The AI ​​tried to open a door with a key made 14 years ago that had a new lock cylinder. Aside from displaying an error message, it couldn't do anything.

"Who do you think you are, to presume to teach me to obey?"

Su Yuan pressed the hydraulic lever next to the steering wheel down hard with his right hand.

The Devourer's vehicle shook violently.

Six dark gold conduits, just saturated with hydraulic energy, shot out of the vehicle like javelins.

It pierced directly through the solid metal base where the six beams of light converged, and plunged deep into the main underground power line.

"Keep the fire low and bring it in."

It doesn't rely on logic. It doesn't involve programmatic hacking or other forms of confrontation.

Physical hacking techniques.

The core of the Zhenshan erupted with a high-voltage, powerful magnetic pulse, carrying along the low-level, broken virus code it had collected along the way. Following the dark gold conduit, it crudely and simply reversed its flow into the holographic projection's regional network port, directly supplying an overload of high-voltage electricity into its motherboard branches.

sizzle.

The holographic projection image instantly began to stretch and shatter.

AI Lu Ye, dressed in a suit, had his body twisted into a bizarre mosaic of colored blocks. His face, which represented absolute rationality, was now gaping open with a gaping mouth, his eyes twitching wildly, and his entire face was covered with jumping gibberish.

Fear. Even a string of code can exhibit the panic of its underlying logic when faced with physical overload and destruction.

The piercing high-frequency alarm echoed from the bottom floor.

The AI ​​was forced to initiate a self-shutdown procedure. A series of small explosions came from inside the underground base, destroying the physical connections and preventing the virus from burning down the main trunk of the skyrail's middle layer along the network cable.

Before the projection went out, the last command was sent to the regional public frequency.

"Sector Seven Cleaners released... Indiscriminate annihilation... Destroy discarded keys along with them..."

The light disappeared completely.

Boom!

Another heavy metal door at the deepest part of the processing area was smashed open with tremendous force.

The heavy footsteps made the floor shake.

What emerged was not a tracked vehicle or a powered exoskeleton.

They are three humanoid composites, each over five meters tall. Skyrail Reapers.

The body is made of thick, blast-proof steel armor, but the joints and torso are not connected by bearings; they are forcibly sewn together by twisted, swollen, red, mutated muscles.

Engine oil mixed with blood was dripping.

Zoom in on the small torch. Push it to the center of the home screen.

These three heads of the Reaper are not from surveillance cameras.

Those were three real human heads.

His eyes were lifeless, his face was deathly pale, and his skin had undergone extreme preservation treatment. The back of his head, including the brainstem, had been forcibly hollowed out and dozens of thick nerve control tubes inserted.

Wang Hu gasped, nearly dropping the heavy machine gun in his hand. Tang Lan's pupils contracted sharply.

Jiang Yu, who was watching the monitor in the 017 isolation pod, punched the pod wall.

"The one in the middle is Commander Qin of the Third Army Corps of the Expeditionary Force." Jiang Yu's voice trembled. "The one on the right is the old captain of the Fifth Special Task Force."

Fourteen years ago, those elite commanders who led their troops in a bloody battle at the forefront of the defense line and went missing... They did not die in battle.

They were gathered by the celestial orbit. Their minds were ripped out and they were transformed into watchdogs. Heroes became limbs stitched onto machines.

Three reapers stood a hundred meters away. A massive mechanical arm lifted a ten-meter-long plasma scythe.

The one in the very center, the head of Commander Qin.

His eyelids twitched violently twice. In the empty eye sockets, a faint green light, belonging to humans, flickered with extreme difficulty.

The remaining humanity clung desperately to the last vestiges of nerve control in the abyss.

It opened its blood-stained mouth, emitting a broken, hoarse sound like fingernails scratching a blackboard.

"Su...run..."

The blade of the giant scythe was forcibly pressed down by half a meter.

"This is... a trap..."

Before it could finish speaking, the tubing on the back of its head suddenly bulged, and a highly concentrated blue control fluid was violently poured into its brainstem.

The green light in his eyes vanished instantly, completely replaced by a cold, tyrannical red electronic beam.

The giant plasma scythe was raised high. The blue, high-temperature blade sliced ​​through the air, locking onto the cockpit of the Devourer.

Comrades who fought to the death in the past. Today, there can only be a clear distinction between friend and foe.

Su Yuan sat in the driver's seat. His eyes were colder than the outside temperature.

He ignored the unfinished warning and showed no intention of backing away.

Dead heroes deserve to be laid to rest. Those who are hung here as puppets should be freed completely.

He pulled the fire control module on the control panel with his left hand, pressing his thumb firmly against the safety latch.

"Wang Hu, load the armor-piercing rounds."

On the roof, the 400mm caliber Motherhide Butcher railway gun emitted a deep roar.

The massive, dark cannon barrel pressed down smoothly, and the crosshair directly locked onto the chest armor of the foremost Reaper on the screen.

The breechblock is closed. The fuse is unlocked.