My Cell Prison
Chapter 1395 - 1393: Assembly

Chapter 1395: Chapter 1393: Assembly

[Makoms-Metal City]

This city harnesses the core technologies of the world where the Maternal Body resides, with the assistance of Blacksmith Third Generation.

In addition to the terrifying annihilation weaponry like the Positron Cannon, there’s also an "Armory" directly managed by the Mother Matrix. It is continuously manufacturing ’bodies for its subjects’.

The world corresponding to the "Mother Matrix" is a new world ruled by machinery rebelling against humanity. Yet, it still relies on humans to search for the ultimate answer. In the Black Tower archives, this world is referred to as "The Matrix".

It is entirely distinct from the metallic, mechanistic, and wasteland styles of Pandora.

The world of the Maternal Body seems to be controlled by ’machinery,’ but its life units are actually [programs]... Machinery is merely the shell they use to intervene in the physical world.

Therefore.

Since the outbreak of the war, the side with the least losses in military strength is the Maternal Body.

The primary purpose of ’packaging’ Makoms City is not to prevent theft.

But to radiate the "Program Network" that envelops the entire London City, a network system with Makoms City as the base station, allowing for rapid transfer of programs... To some extent, it is similar to the ’Death Plane-London’ created by Death God.

Just before dying or when feeling the threat of being killed, mechanical soldiers need only to abandon their metal shells and return to Makoms City through the program network, where they undergo ’resurrection’ via new mechanical shells on the production line.

Similarly.

The machinery ’directly governed’ by the Maternal Body essentially undergoes a program replacement, and the only real loss is the freely producible shell.

This is the true strength of the [Maternal Body] and its world system.

In the production workshops taking up about a quarter of Makoms, the whole production system is more complex than anticipated. To create shells that can fully unleash program capabilities is not as simple as making model figures.

The foundation of these shells is still inextricably linked to [humans].

With human skeletons retaining vitality as the framework and combined with the cutting-edge technological craft, shells ’suitable for occupancy’ that can adapt to various programs are created.

Yet, there is a special area within the production workshop.

Shells that meet the standards are sent there.

Advanced programs under the command of the Maternal Body implant the "Secret Residue" into this batch of high-quality shells.

Just as Little Yellow Robot said, there was just one instance of Pandora’s ’secret,’ and when the Maternal Body subsequently located the secret space, nothing was left behind.

However, after being covered and thoroughly scanned by the Maternal Body’s program, it discovered a collapsed secret room, nearly devoured by crumbling space

At the very bottom of the secret room lay a buried secret monster previously slain by Handsome Jack.

Returning with the monster’s corpse, a vast amount of ’Secret Residue’ is extracted using cutting-edge technology... Although the concentration is far less than the original secret, the enhancement effect it brings is astonishing.

Since it’s extracted from a monster, it inevitably contains impurities, and corresponding side effects also exist.

The physically robust Dragon Descendants and craftsmen can barely withstand it, but their body characteristics would change.

Even affecting their future development, they ultimately reject the incorporation of ’Secret Residue’.

Only the program array under the Maternal Body can, through formatting, rid themselves of the negative effects of the ’secret’ after the war... Thus, Secret Residue is solely used for the mechanical troops.

The project is officially named [Demon Terminator].

A brand new production line has been set up, managed by the latest administrative programs in conjunction with the Maternal Body. Batches of mechanical shells marked ’super machine’ roll out of the factory, silently waiting for the grand battle to commence.

"All troops, attack!"

At this moment.

Combat machinery within the city initiates mass self-destruction, countless electrically charged small mushroom clouds rise in London City, many important Demon structures and Dark Areas are destroyed.

Programs return, and all the programs remaining in Makoms City implant themselves into ’super machines’ according to their device characteristics.

The form of ’super machines’ resembles the skeletal framework of the Terminators in "The Terminator", this form is due to the erosive effect of the ’Secret Residue’ on the shells.

Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh!

Beams of light descend.

An army of Terminators numbering more than a hundred thousand instantly assembles outside the city, led by eleven Mythic Bodies (the Mask Craftsman is dead, originally twelve) and launches a total assault on London City.

The Maternal Body also transmits the total assault information to the vanguard forces engaged in the city through the Program Network.

Whether it’s the Sin Spirits searching for targets through the Sinful Aura,

Be it the Dragon Descendants burning darkness with dragon breath,

or the craftsmen who’ve had prior encounters with demons, all are rallying at the city gates. When the time comes, they will merge into the main forces and, drawing on the detailed intelligence integrated by the [Maternal Body], flatten this region.

...

Inside London City.

More than ten minutes ago.

Green and Helen had successfully returned aboard the exploration machine.

As soon as he stepped out of the vehicle, Green instructed the Helen beside him: "Go report the intelligence Nicholas gathered to Priest... and then wait for me at the glacier."

"The glacier? Where Aslan is?"

"Yeah, didn’t he come up with some ’Joint Operation’ before? I’ve suddenly taken an interest in this dull plan; get there and have him wait for a moment."

"Oh... okay."

Green moved swiftly through the streets, casually killing a few invaders along his way, and arrived at Han Dong’s estate through a hidden alley.

Since the estate only had one secretive entrance and exit, and a Mythical Dragon guarded it, no enemy forces had invaded there yet.

"Sally, Hop! Hurry over... head directly to the glacier to gather."

The Black Goat Sally, who was called ’the mistress’, got a bit teary-eyed on seeing only Green return. Even casting aside her fear of Green, she quickly approached and eagerly inquired:

"Where is Nicholas? Where is he?"

"What are you worried about?

If I’m still alive, how could I let him die... That kid is outside the city right now, holding a pretty decent local military force in his hands. He’ll soon join us in putting on an epic stage play."

"That’s good..." Sally calmed down after knowing Han Dong was okay, "Going to Aslan now? What about Nicholas’s estate?"

"Now that I’m back in the city, this Crazy Giant Dragon can serve as my ’Abyss Gate’ at any time.

If there’s any problem with the estate, I’ll know.

Stop wasting time and get going."

"Okay."

While Sally trod with Goat’s Hoof and hurried to the glacier with Hop, she couldn’t help but look back at Green.

Was it just her imagination? Although the madness emanating around Green grew denser, the feeling he gave her seemed different; he appeared easier to talk to...

Green didn’t linger in the estate too long, whistling as he made his way to the British Library,

"Really, making battle plans isn’t quite my thing... but thinking about the upcoming war is more interesting."

Bang!

He kicked open the library’s grand door, hands cupped at the sides of his mouth, and shouted loudly:

"Pope, you haven’t left the city yet, right? Hyde should be with you too; just across one street, and I could smell the stinking fishy scent.

Do you fancy one more collaboration with me? I’ve got some explosive intelligence here.

London might actually fall.

If you want to know, immediately head to that guy Aslan’s glacier. We haven’t gotten together for a while, remember to also call up Weed from the celestial surface, and don’t miss out."

Having delivered his message, Green turned and left, whistling as he headed to the last area.

The ward applied for by Han Dong, used to detain special patients.

A dirty and evil substance had already spread outside the ward.

Creak!

Green just pushed the door open.

In the corner, a Stitching young man hanging from a noose while drawing circles on the wall turned his head with expectation and asked, "Green, are you here to kill me?"

"I’m taking you on a mission with a high death rate, come on... Kite."

"Sure!"