Cyber Era Witch
Chapter 103 - 103 86 Won't Give the World Back to the Witch

103: Chapter 86: Won’t Give the World Back to the Witch 103: Chapter 86: Won’t Give the World Back to the Witch Farosa could feel the lost things returning to her body, or rather, being reactivated.

The power of the deity that ruled the seas was one with the essence of the seawater itself, its will penetrating every drop of ocean on the planet.

The boundless black tides had once blocked off the Old Continent, causing all attempts by Witches and humans to explore the sea to fail, effectively preventing any chance for civilization to mutate in some sense.

This all-powerful sovereign suffered irreparable grave injuries a thousand years ago, progressively declining, breaking apart, overturning—His form withered, shattered into pieces that could still be found deep within various churches, each carrying a portion of His Power.

During the Witch Wars, corporations demolished many of these churches, destroying them piece by piece to prevent any chance of His revival.

To Farosa, this remnant treasure before her was especially precious.

She devoured it satisfactorily, while the deity could do nothing but emit fragmented sobs of despair.

Consequently, the so-called “Divine Power” revered by mortals began to enter Farosa’s body and came under her control.

She had fantasized countless times how she would dismember the deity and consume Him, stealing His prized power, and now her dream had finally become a reality.

“Witch devouring a god” represented an act with a unique significance, marking the official end of a bygone era.

The deity finally fell from His once-unchallenged position, leaving an enticing vacancy—one that even the Witch Wars had failed to achieve.

This naturally caused turbulence on a global scale.

In various corners, the Ancient Mystics sighed softly, with some degree of delight, awaiting the next plan of the god-eater.

Over in New Taixi State.

The cities here bore little resemblance to the Old World.

As the first land colonized by corporations, it had undergone industrialization, modernization, and post-modernization much faster than other regions.

In New Taixi State, most mountains, forests, and rivers were destroyed by indiscriminate development, replaced by vast “Paradises,” miraculous cities growing around Elysium Square with grandiose and pristine architecture.

Each Paradise was connected to others by high-speed transit lanes, with colossal Shuttle Machines moving in an orderly manner.

As the jurisdiction of the Lighthouse Core, a majority of the population within was made up of Synthetic Humans who worked tirelessly, endlessly constructing technological marvels and massive engineering projects in the wilderness, pushing the boundaries of cutting-edge technology.

About 200 million Synthetic Humans served the 20 million residents without complaint, as all human residents were spared the need for manual labor from birth, free to explore their learning abilities, creativity, and artistic imagination.

They were allocated ample fertile land and huge apartments within the Paradise, with all their needs provided for free.

They would naturally enter the corporate world when they came of age, becoming well-provided-for engineers, programmers, artists, or teachers.

With all their basic needs met, they not only produced more but also reported high levels of happiness.

Newly born Witches were immediately sent to special facilities in “Paradise,” where after 16 years of containment, their brains were removed and integrated into the arrays of the colossal scientific research centers.

They served merely with their mental prowess, far surpassing that of humans.

The corporations feared the Witches’ Magic Power as a threat, with only a few exceptions.

The fates of humans were even more privileged; after years of service to the company, senior employees of the Lighthouse Core were allowed to retire and have their consciousnesses uploaded to the space station “Paraiso,” far from the Ground, to enjoy welfare within the specially made “Other Shore” server.

Within the server, their perception of time differed from others; what was a year for those on Earth felt like millennia for them.

As corporate employees in other regions died after 35 to 40 years of service, these lucky humans had already enjoyed tens of thousands of years of endless pleasure, untethered from the troubles of the mortal world.

Many, after indulging to their hearts’ content and finding everything hollow and tedious, sank into oblivion early on.

The residents of New Taixi State did not broadcast their internal welfare to the outside world because they had reached a consensus that they had irreparably drifted apart from humans in other regions.

Outsiders, upon learning of their circumstances, would only become envious and invasive.

They felt responsible as the pioneering community to keep away from those archaic fellows, deeming educating the backward tribes a waste.

With an eye toward the promising stars, they constructed colossal colonization ships and readied millions of Synthetic Humans for emigration to probe the deep space and unveil the ancient Galaxy.

This inclination persisted to today, making isolationism the overwhelming trend in New Taixi State.

They sealed their borders, sending only special task forces, scientific ships, and trade fleets for external contact, an isolated giant island inextricably cut off from the world.

The only emissaries to communicate with outsiders were Synthetic Humans, as the true residents of New Taixi State disdained to show themselves before other humans on the planet.

Thus, what they looked forward to most was…

World stability, to maintain their undisturbed isolation.

The Corporate Alliance was situated in New Taixi State, and due to its own decline, it could only rely on the Lighthouse Core and was largely under its control.

Meanwhile, the Lighthouse Core was more than willing to use the Corporate Alliance as a platform to manipulate other megacorporations across the world.

In Greeny City of New Taixi State, there was a large fortress known as the “Core of the World,” typically referred to as such by the Corporate Alliance.

The Surveillance Director was analyzing global Magic Power readings.

Thanks to the support of the Lighthouse Core, the satellite array circling outside the atmosphere could investigate spikes in Magic Power, which usually signified a Witch’s Power breakthrough.

With the Witches now deprived of the godly grant, their growth in Magic Power was not only slow but also entirely controllable.

However, there were still a few exceptionally talented Witches who achieved spontaneous breakthroughs, experiencing significant quality improvements in the use of Magic Power that required management.

“Something doesn’t feel right,” the Magic Power monitoring AI “Razor” began to sound the alarm, “Detecting an abnormal surge in Magic Power readings.”

“A new High-Ranking Witch born?” the duty officer puzzled, “Refine the specific location, forward it to the corresponding megacorporation.

If there’s no prior report, just scrape her off the face of the Earth.”

“Unable to determine position, readings are chaotic, unable to predict movements,”

The head of the control center immediately stood up, switched to the global view, and then froze.

There would be an alarm when a Witch’s Power breaks through, to prevent an overly powerful Witch from emerging, usually manifesting as a red dot on the map.

However, now, the map showed a massive red dot swallowing the entire jurisdiction of Kyoto Infinity, its size still surging, like an ever-expanding red balloon.

The head of the control center trembled.

“In Kyoto Infinity?” he raised his voice, “Exactly where?”

“Unable to investigate, values are abnormal,” “Razor” stumbled upon an incomprehensible number, “assessed as a Level M-12 Witch Catastrophe.”

The target’s Magic Power…

was too strong, unprecedentedly strong.

The red dot continued to expand, covering the whole territory of Kyoto Infinity and extending in all directions, crossing the Great Ocean, spreading to Xia District, Peaceland, White Elephant Continent, New Taixi State, and other places, almost devouring the entire planet.

Sweat formed on the forehead of the head of the control center.

As an important member in charge of surveillance within the Core of the World, he also had been granted the authority to issue the “Final Command.”

That is to say, if he detected a situation threatening the continuation of human civilization within the world, he had the right to send a signal to all major corporations, invoking the ancient function of the Corporate Alliance—to unite all corporations and eliminate the enemy of the corporations!

Now was the moment.

He couldn’t help but feel moved.

Although the reason was unknown, humanity had once again reached the point where it must fight a desperate battle against the Witches.

He took a deep breath.

The Corporate Alliance was created to protect the dignity of human existence and to seize control of the world from the hands of the Witches.

On this point, the corporations would never yield.

To this point, although corporatism had brought about countless numbness, pain, and oppression, it also prompted hopeful technological advances and the appearance of the near future.

He would not hand the world back to the Witches.

“Warning: Level M-12 Witch Catastrophe, initiating Final Command,” he immediately switched to the communication channel, sending a message from the headquarters to all the major global corporations, “Irreversible Witch rampage event has erupted, power level: Empress.”

He entered the password granted by the Corporate Alliance to formally issue the highest command.

Engage!

The communication channel exploded in a frenzy.

Thousands of messages appeared on the same screen, frantically reporting to the Corporate Alliance the readiness status of various secret technologies.

The “Final Command” of the Corporate Alliance had extremely high authority, and the standard decision-making AIs of the mega-corporations immediately responded to this command, adjusting the operating status of the enterprises.

Countless cutting-edge devices that had been dormant due to funding issues rebooted in every corner.

Most of the mega-corporations immediately reallocated their finances to military affairs.

Nearly ten thousand Battle Witches on vacation were forcibly ordered to end their breaks and stand by in the war zones.

The contracts of all company security personnel were secretly modified, indicating that they had already understood the high risk of death in combat and had confirmed this when they first signed the contract, voluntarily giving up their pensions.

A vast number of company orders were canceled, and all production was tightly controlled to immediately start the astonishing production of Power Armor and Nanosuits.

Batches of warehoused war weapons were re-energized, emerging from secret storehouses deep in the manufacturing plants and shipyards.

Advanced combat AI programs were replicated in bulk, and modern armies under the control of interconnected network technology were poised for battle.

Vast amounts of corporate funds evaporated in an instant, transforming into an absolute martial force capable of confronting the terrifying Witches and defending human freedom.

The world entered into a state of armament, with every ancient agreement established by the Corporate Alliance confirmed.

Those aware of the weight of these orders silently looked up at the sky, waiting for the fiery rain to descend and erase everything familiar to them.

At any cost, just for the continuation of humanity.