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Steel Dome: Mechanical Divine Kingdom
墨書 Inktalez
Mo Yan's spine was on fire.
It was not the searing pain of flames licking at flesh, but a colder, more violent sensation of tearing—like molten gears being poured into his marrow.
He suddenly opened his eyes, his vision filled with ashes and metallic debris. The acrid scent of burnt silicone flooded his nostrils, mingling with the sickly sweet odor of decaying biomass.
The roar of collapsing ruins echoed in his ears, resembling the dying breaths of a colossal beast, or perhaps a mechanical creation eternally chewing on its own remains.
He attempted to lift his arm, the dark red liquid flowing beneath his skin causing his pupils to constrict sharply. It was not blood, at least not the kind that belonged to a human—fluorescent compounds of silicon-based material twisted beneath the surface like liquid metal coursing through a circuit board.
A tremor from deep within his spine resonated with the grinding of gears, an ancient hum that did not belong to this era seeping through the cracks in his bones.
"Chronicle Forge..." he rasped, as if his throat were filled with rust.
Jingxin City had once been the last bastion of the Dome Alliance. The three-hundred-meter-high carbon crystal dome now stood as nothing more than a twisted skeleton of rebar, like the flayed carcass of a mechanical dinosaur thrusting toward the leaden gray sky dome.
Mo Yan staggered to his feet, blood seeping through the cracks in his radiation mask, appearing shockingly vivid against the backdrop of silicon-based blood. He stepped over a half-melted robot carcass, its chest cavity impaled by a fragment of a neon sign, the remaining LED tubes stubbornly flickering: "Welcome to Quantum Supermarket, Zone Seven."
In the distance came the humming of liquid metal, like Death sharpening its blade.
"Warning! Silver Nerve Jellyfish have breached Barrier Seven of Jingxin City!"
The ruins' loudspeaker suddenly erupted with static-laden electronic voices. Mo Yan instinctively crashed into the remnants of Walmart Supermarket; shelves had collapsed into metallic tombs, and shattered screens displayed remnants of code announcing "Sky Pillar Sanctuary has fallen."
He curled up behind a cash register, hearing the sound of liquid metal dripping—tick-tock, tick-tock—like the countdown of a second hand.
The Reaper's vanguard had arrived.
Their forms hovered between mechanical and biological; silver-white bodies flowed with the corrosive frequency of the Vortex Scripture. Three Silver Nerve Jellyfish floated in midair, their tentacles sweeping through steel and concrete as if they were butter.
Mo Yan's temples throbbed; bizarre geometric patterns suddenly appeared on his retina—the neural interface of Chronicle Forge forcibly syncing with him.
"Damn it..." he gritted his teeth tightly.
Memories pierced into his mind like sharp shards of glass: the Quantum loop of the Black Hole Experiment, Su E's frozen profile at the control panel, and that string of Star Language Resonance codes sent into deep space...
A loud bang echoed as a tentacle pierced through the cash register, just three centimeters from his throat. The surface of the liquid metal shimmered with patterns reminiscent of Sanskrit, a manifestation of the Reaper rewriting the laws of physics with the Vortex Scripture.
Mo Yan rolled away towards the wreckage of the shelves, his lower back colliding with something hard—a metallic mound made up of old Nokia phones, their shells adorned with faded stickers proclaiming "Huaqiangbei Electronics Market 2077 Annual Promotion."
The searing pain deep within his spine reached its peak at that moment. "Activate the Zhenduan Furnace!" he bit down on his tongue, using the pain to suppress his fear.
A magma-like surge erupted from his spine, causing the entire Huaqiangbei Street to tremble. The polycarbonate shells of the Nokia phones melted into a crimson fluid, reassembling into Mecha Arm Armor through quantum resonance. The titanium alloy skeleton of the server chassis twisted and grew, weaving itself into a honeycomb-like particle shield.
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