Chapter 1676: No, you won’t... Hehe~ It’s time to man up, Little C**t
<<< EMERGENCY ALERT >>>
[CONTAINMENT BREACH DETECTED]
[TEST SUBJECT: LACKEY HAS ESCAPED CONTAINMENT]
[ALL SECURITY PERSONNEL RESPOND IMMEDIATELY]
[ALL AGENTS AND TROOPS MOBILIZE IMMEDIATELY]
The emergency warning system erupted across the facility.
A shrill electronic siren reverberated through every corridor and reinforced wall, while countless holographic screens mounted along the ceilings flickered violently with flashing crimson notifications.
Streams of encrypted security codes raced across transparent displays, and red warning symbols rotated above every access point like digital predators searching for prey.
Within seconds, squads of pink-striped black mech suits surged into motion.
Their armoured footsteps echoed through the hallways in perfect synchronisation.
This had never happened before.
No test subject had ever escaped.
Not once!
Meanwhile, on the top floor, outside the laboratory sector, a mech-suit had already secured the entrance.
The reinforced door stood sealed behind layers of emergency lockdown protocols while a dozen mech suits formed a defensive perimeter around it. Their weapons remained raised, fingers hovering over trigger systems as combat algorithms scanned for threats.
The atmosphere felt tense enough to snap!
One of the soldiers raised a hand.
Immediately, another mech suit stepped forward, carrying a transparent, glass-like data tablet. Thousands of glowing numbers and security logs floated beneath its surface, illuminating the soldier’s helmet with shifting neon reflections.
The mech suit pressed the tablet against the security panel.
BEEP!
A confirmation pulse flashed.
The laboratory door released a deep mechanical hiss.
HISSSS!!
Compressed vapour burst from hidden vents as thick white smoke spilled outward.
Without hesitation, the unit entered.
The energy chambers inside their guns emitted a low hum as they advanced through the smoke.
Their visor systems attempted to compensate, projecting thermal overlays and environmental scans across their displays, but the laboratory remained obscured beneath layers of freezing vapour mixed with the scent of burnt circuitry and overheated machinery.
The soldiers moved cautiously between the shattered laboratory and overturned equipment.
Then one of them suddenly stopped.
Tuckk
His boot had struck something.
Several nearby helmets immediately turned downward.
Scattered across the floor lay the remains of surgical drones.
Their metallic limbs were twisted into unnatural angles. Optical sensors flickered weakly as sparks jumped between exposed circuits. Internal processors emitted intermittent pulses of light before dying completely, while thin streams of white smoke escaped from ruptured power cores.
Someone had dismantled them piece by piece.
"Search every sector immediately," a mech suit commander ordered, his voice distorted through external combat speakers. "Run thermal scans, motion tracking, atmospheric analysis. I want every square meter checked. Move."
"At once."
The soldiers dispersed.
Scanning beams swept across the laboratory as combat drones detached from their backs and floated into the air. Blue laser grids spread across the room, analysing debris.
Smashed laboratory equipment.
Cracked surgical tables.
Destroyed drones.
Far above them, at the corner, hidden among the network of maintenance structures running beneath the ceiling, Lackey remained perfectly still, like a House Gecko.
His fingers gripped a suspended support rail while he watched the soldiers below.
Their sensors never looked up.
Their attention remained fixed on the destruction scattered across the floor.
Slowly, carefully, Lackey released his grip.
His body dropped through the smoke.
Not even the faintest sound escaped.
Without hesitation, he turned and slipped through the laboratory entrance.
A rabbit mask concealed his face.
The polished white surface reflected fragments of flashing emergency lights as he stepped into the corridor. Red warning signals washed over the mask in rhythmic pulses, giving him an almost ghost-like appearance.
His eyes narrowed.
He glanced back one final time before bolting.
*Left... then a sharp right,* Lackey muttered under his breath while reconstructing the route inside his mind.
The alarms continued screaming throughout the facility.
Warning lights rotated overhead.
Automated announcements repeated endlessly through hidden speakers.
*Ten meters.*
*Then left.*
He increased his speed.
*Another five meters and—*
"There he is!"
The shout exploded through the hallway.
Lackey’s head snapped upward.
A security squad had emerged from an intersecting corridor.
The instant their targeting systems locked onto him, the Mech-suits opened fire.
BOOM!!
BOOMMM!!
Bright blue energy bolts tore through the air.
The corridor was illuminated with flashes.
But Lackey was already moving.
His body shot forward.
Step!
Step!!
Step!!
Every movement flowed seamlessly into the next.
Energy bolts slammed into the walls behind him, leaving glowing craters in reinforced walls. Sparks erupted around his body as energy rounds narrowly missed his shoulders, legs, and head.
Yet not a single shot connected.
The soldiers could barely track him.
He zigzagged through the corridor with impossible speed, his body weaving between incoming fire as though he could see every trajectory before it happened. Each shift of movement appeared calculated down to the millimetre.
Combat targeting systems struggled to predict him.
Helmet displays filled with error messages.
Trajectory calculations failed.
Lock-on attempts collapsed.
"What the hell is that speed?!" one soldier shouted.
"Target prediction failing!"
"Impossible! He’s outside projected movement parameters!"
"Recalculate! Recalculate now!"
But Lackey was already gone.
The rabbit mask vanished through the flashing corridor lights like a phantom slipping through a storm, leaving behind nothing except confusion, panic, and the fading echoes of hurried footsteps.
Lackey slipped past the security squad and accelerated through the corridor, following the route he had desperately memorised moments earlier.
As he turned left and then sharply right, his eyes suddenly widened.
At the very end of the corridor stood an elevator.
For the first time since escaping the laboratory, genuine relief washed through him.
A grin spread across his face beneath the rabbit mask.
*Fuck, I got it.*
He pushed himself harder, bare foot striking the floor in rapid succession as the distance closed.
Then the elevator chimed.
Ding~
The doors slid open.
Lackey immediately froze.
The smile disappeared from his face.
Inside the elevator stood rows upon rows of pink-striped black mech suits. Above them floated dozens of combat drones, their optical sensors glowing with cold red light.
For several seconds, neither side moved.
Lackey simply stared.
The mech suits stared back.
His brain struggled to process what he was seeing.
When exactly had elevators started carrying over a hundred people?
Wasn’t there supposed to be a weight limit?
Ten people? Fifteen at most?
More importantly, how the hell were they fitting inside there?
"Huh..." he muttered. *New technology?*
One of the drones rotated toward him.
Several mech suits raised their gun.
Lackey’s expression immediately darkened.
"Fuck."
Without hesitation, he spun around.
Unfortunately, the situation behind him had become just as disastrous.
The squad he had escaped moments ago had finally caught up. The entire corridor behind him was now filled with armed soldiers, their weapons raised and targeting systems already locking onto him. Bright laser indicators danced across the walls and floor while the energy chambers inside their guns glowed brighter with every passing second.
Front blocked.
Back blocked.
... No escape!
For a brief moment, Lackey stood trapped between two security forces.
Then every visor flashed red.
"Fire."
The command echoed through the corridor.
Lackey reacted instantly.
Instead of charging forward or retreating, he darted into the only remaining path available to him, a narrow side corridor branching from the main passage.
A fraction of a second later, a storm of energy erupted behind him.
The corridor exploded with pink light.
Energy beams slammed into the walls, floors, and ceilings, tearing chunks from reinforced walls and showering the passage with sparks and debris.
Lackey covered his head as he ran.
The narrow corridor made dodging far more difficult than before.
There simply wasn’t enough room to manoeuvre. Energy bolts passed so close that he could feel the heat burning against his skin.
One beam missed his shoulder.
Another struck the floor inches from his feet.
The next several found their target.
Pain exploded through his body.
"Argh!"
The impact hurled him sideways.
His back crashed into a reinforced wall hard enough to crack several surface panels before he fell to the floor.
He rolled away just as another barrage struck the spot where he had landed, sending another explosion tearing through the corridor.
Lackey forced himself upright and continued running.
There had to be another exit.
A maintenance route?
An emergency shaft?
Anything!!
Yet every turn led nowhere.
Then he rounded one final corner and abruptly stopped.
"Fuck!"
A massive glass wall stretched before him.
The corridor ended there.
No doors or maintenance access.
Only transparent reinforced glass extending from floor to ceiling.
The approaching footsteps of the mech suits echoed from behind.
Slowly, Lackey walked toward the glass and peered over the edge.
The moment he looked down, his stomach dropped.
*Oh shit.*
He couldn’t see the ground.
Not even remotely!!
Clouds drifted beneath the building.
Actual clouds!
The building stood so high above the planet that entire weather systems moved below it.
Vast white masses rolled through the atmosphere far beneath his feet while distant flashes of lightning illuminated storms hidden within the cloud layer.
Gulp!
Lackey gulped. It wasn’t the first time he had seen such a height, but standing at the edge and looking down below stirred something inside him. For a brief moment, the laboratories, the experiments, and the endless suffering faded away, reminding him of a simple truth he had nearly forgotten...
How human he once was.
Lackey swallowed hard.
He possessed no incredible powers now.
No flight.
No control over gravity.
No miraculous ability to survive impossible falls.
Behind him, the mech suits continued closing in.
Ahead of him waited an endless drop through the clouds.
Could he survive this?
His eyes shifted between the approaching soldiers and the abyss below.
Then he nervously laughed to himself.
*Could I even survive that?*
"Raise your hands and surrender!"
The command echoed through the corridor.
Lackey slowly turned around and found himself staring at an army.
Every mech suit had arrived, forming a solid wall of armoured bodies that completely blocked the corridor. Above them, dozens of combat drones hovered in formation, their anti-gravity systems emitting a low mechanical hum while their weapon systems charged with increasing intensity.
Pink energy chambers glowed within the guns. Targeting systems remained locked onto him. Tiny red laser dots covered every part of his body, dancing across his chest, arms, legs, and even the rabbit mask covering his face.
Lackey glanced over his shoulder toward the endless drop beyond the shattered skyline visible through the glass wall.
Then he looked back at the overwhelming force in front of him.
One move.
That was all it would take.
One wrong move and he could say Goodbye to life!
’*Fuck... let’s surrender.*’
The thought crossed his mind instantly.
It’s not like he couldn’t defeat them... these mech-suits were new and seemed to be stronger, even if he managed to defeat 10s, even 100s... what about the lower floors?
Just like Beta said... the entire building was filled with her troops.
Clicking his tongue inwardly, Lackey forced the tension from his body and adopted the most harmless expression he could manage. His shoulders lowered slightly, and he took a cautious step forward.
*I-I-I don’t understand,* Lackey stammered, allowing fear to creep into his voice. *P-Please believe me... I am innocen—*
He never finished the sentence.
The moment Lackey moved, panic spread through the security forces.
Their combat records had already identified him as an extremely dangerous escapee capable of moving faster than their targeting predictions. To them, that single step forward did not look like surrender.
It looked like another escape attempt.
Multiple warning notifications instantly flashed across their visors.
[THREAT MOVEMENT DETECTED]
[ESCAPE PROBABILITY INCREASING]
[RECOMMENDED ACTION: TERMINATE]
The response was immediate.
"FIRE!!!"
Every mech suit pulled the trigger simultaneously.
Lackey’s eyes widened.
Time seemed to slow.
His pupils contracted as countless streams of concentrated energy erupted from every direction.
The blue-pink beams merged together, forming a massive torrent of destructive force that illuminated the entire corridor brighter than daylight.
The drones fired.
The mech-suits fired.
Everything fired.
The reflected glow filled Lackey’s vision.
For a split second, he could only stare.
*MOTHERFUCKERS!!*
The attack was enormous.
Far larger than the individual shots fired earlier.
The combined output resembled the beam that had destroyed the stage in Aurora and nearly killed him before.
BBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!
The corridor vanished beneath blinding light.
The reinforced glass wall behind Lackey exploded instantly by the sheer force.
SHATTER!
Thousands of fragments erupted outward like crystalline rain.
The concentrated beam continued forward without slowing, tearing through the shattered glass and smashing into the surrounding structure. Reinforced metallic support frames twisted under the force. Wall panels ruptured. Structural supports cracked as warning alarms intensified throughout the facility.
The sheer amount of energy released inside such a confined space created a violent shockwave.
Several Mech-suits were pushed backwards.
Combat drones spun through the air as stabilisers struggled to compensate.
Even sections of the top floor groaned beneath the strain.
Cracks spread across nearby support columns.
The floor itself tilted slightly as structural stress warnings flooded the building’s internal systems.
Red emergency notifications instantly appeared throughout the facility.
[WARNING]
[STRUCTURAL INTEGRITY COMPROMISED]
[WARNING]
[EXCESSIVE ENERGY DISCHARGE DETECTED]
[WARNING]
[TOP FLOOR STABILITY REDUCED]
Honestly, only complete idiots would unleash that level of firepower inside a narrow corridor at the very top of a skyscraper.
!~Ding~!
[Activating Forsaken Bloodline]
!~Ding~!
[Initiating Null-Return Poi—Error!]
"No, you won’t... Hehe~ It’s time to man up, Little Cunt~"
