Red Lightning
Author: Secret Road
last update2023-04-17 12:57:13
The sight was breathtaking. The violent flashes of lightning, crackling and colliding, conveyed a palpable sense of impending doom to the onlookers.

Even Lucius, despite possessing the system of the King of the Dead, felt a slight pressure emanating from the relentless red lightning bolts.

"Now begin. You mentioned a dream of procuring it, didn't you?" General Nefion abruptly requested, clearing a path towards the ferocious display of elemental force.

"Damn, they're relentless," grumbled Luci
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  • Chapter 150: The Call to Star War

    Lucius stood in the desert for a long moment after Amia had gone. The wind had died, the unnatural sandstorm collapsing along with the rift. Everything was still again. The sun beat down from a cloudless sky. A lizard skittered across a nearby dune.But the stillness felt false now. The girl's arrival had cracked something open, a reminder that the universe was not a sanctuary but a frontline. The Alpha Constellation had fallen. That meant the Harvest Fleet was actively purging entire realities, working its way through the Builder's network of experiments. Sector by sector. Wall by wall. And his universe, Universes Zeta, was on the list.He held the metal box in his hands. It was warm, still pulsing with the faint energy of the Builder technology that had created it. The data inside was priceless. Fleet movements. Harvest schedules. Coordinates of Builder installations. If the girl survived, she would be the key to navigating the True Void. To finding the Builders before they found hi

  • Chapter 149: The Southern Desert Anomaly

    The teleportation deposited them in the heart of the southern desert. The heat hit first, a dry, oppressive wave that made the air shimmer like liquid glass. Sand stretched in every direction, dunes rolling toward a pale horizon. The sky was a harsh, cloudless blue.But directly ahead, something was wrong with the air.A sandstorm swirled in a tight, unnatural spiral, its winds screaming in a circular motion that defied normal weather patterns. At the center of the storm, hanging in midair like a wound that refused to close, was a crack. It was thin, no wider than a doorway, and it glowed with a strange blue-green phosphorescence that Lucius did not recognize.Amia landed beside him, her wings folding back. She had shifted into her demonic form during the jump, her leathery appendages still shedding traces of teleportation energy. "The rift is not stable. It is flickering."Lucius activated the Eye of Time. His vision shifted, peeling back the layers of the present to see the temporal

  • Chapter 148: Preparing for a New Era

    The meeting chamber in the Obsidian Palace had been designed for exactly this purpose. A circular room with walls of dark crystal, a central table of polished black stone, and chairs arranged to face a single seat at the head. That seat belonged to Lucius. Today, it was filled.Conrad sat to his right, wearing the formal blue uniform of the King of Earth. His scarred face was set in its usual hard lines, but his single eye was sharp and focused. Lyra sat beside him, a data tablet glowing softly under her fingers. Across the table, a shimmering dimensional hologram displayed General Zark, who could not leave Hell during the reconstruction but could project his presence here. His illusionary human form flickered occasionally, a sign of the strain of cross-realm communication. Amia completed the group, seated to Lucius's left, her crimson gown a stark contrast to the military uniforms around her.Lucius did not waste time with pleasantries. He told them everything. The Builders. The Harv

  • Chapter 147: Declaration of Cosmic War

    Lucius placed both hands on the control panel. The green veins pulsed faster, sensing the intrusion. The Red Lightning stirred in his chest, not as a weapon but as a tool. He had learned from hacking the Terminal's code. He had learned from burning through the Harvester ship's AI. Now he applied that knowledge with surgical precision.The Energy Reactor spun to maximum output. The Red Lightning flowed down his arms and into the Voidstone, threading through the alien circuitry like red dye through water. The green light flickered, then began to change color, shifting from emerald to a dark, hungry crimson. The beacon's transmission protocols were being rewritten. The emergency recording was being erased.Lucius did not replace it with words. Words were for beings who needed language to understand. The Builders had transcended language eons ago. They communicated in raw data, in sensory memory, in the direct transference of experience.So he gave them an experience.He uploaded everythi

  • Chapter 146: Signal from the Mariana Trench

    Lucius slipped out of the bed without a sound. Lyra's silver hair still spread across the pillow where his shoulder had been. Amia's breathing remained slow and deep, her demonic features softened by sleep. He did not wake them. The morning light was pale and new, barely touching the crystal windows of the private chamber.He dressed quickly. The dark battle coat settled over his shoulders with familiar weight. The Universe Core in his chest pulsed steadily, but beneath that steady rhythm was the sharp double-beat that had pulled him from sleep. A signal. Old. Encrypted. Coming from somewhere no god had ever looked.He stepped out onto the terrace and closed his eyes. The Eye of Time activated, the evolved perception stretching outward like invisible threads. He traced the signal down through the layers of the planet. Through the crust. Through the mantle. Into the crushing darkness of the deepest ocean. The Mariana Trench. But deeper. There was a fissure there, hidden beneath a veil

  • Chapter 145: Night of Celebration

    The proclamation echoed across every continent. King Conrad stood on the rebuilt balcony of the Hedron Presidential Palace, his massive frame clad in the dark blue uniform of the new Earth government. His voice, amplified by the public broadcast system, rolled through the streets of the capital and out across the restored cities beyond. The Festival of Evolution was dead. In its place, he declared a global holiday, the Festival of Peace, a day when no one would work, no one would fight, and every citizen would celebrate simply being alive.The streets filled with color. Lanterns were hung from every rebuilt balcony. Music drifted from open windows. Children ran through the plazas, their laughter bouncing off the obsidian monument of the Death Emperor that stood at the city's center. The statue was massive, carved from a single block of dark crystal that had been imported from the Ebladiri mines. It depicted Lucius standing with his hands at his sides, his coat billowing in an invisibl

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