Novel Full Chapter 1771: Rollback
Chapter 1771: Rollback
Villain Ch 1771. Rollback
The next corridor yawned open before them, wide and low, lined with tall brass pillars on either side. Each pillar was studded with strange glass orbs that glowed faintly red—like eyes.
Zoe tilted her head. “Anyone else feel like we’re about to walk into a shooting gallery?”
Jane’s lip curled in distaste. “Those aren’t decorative. They’re pivot mounts.”
Allen’s gaze swept the hallway, reading the spacing, calculating angles. “Pivots for what?”
The answer came before anyone could guess—one of the glass orbs swiveled and locked onto them. A thin red beam lanced out, scanning across Allen’s chest. The hum that followed made the hairs on the back of his neck rise.
“Turrets,” Allen said flatly.
The beam cut out, and for a half-second, there was only the thrum of the factory’s breath.
Then all at once, the corridor lit up with movement as the other orbs turned in unison—locking on.
And the shooting started.
The first volley screamed through the air—metal slugs glowing faintly from heat, tearing into the walls where they missed. Sparks rained down in thick showers. The sound was deafening, ricochets bouncing around the narrow space like angry hornets.
Allen sidestepped the first barrage, grabbing Vivian by the waist and yanking her out of the path of a round that would’ve gone straight through her chest.
The air filled with a distorted voice, breaking apart into static every few words.
“…This is… test…—… reaction speed…—…destruction method…—…”
“Yeah,” Bella shouted over the gunfire, “glitch-voice just confirmed we’re crash-test dummies!”
“Move!” Allen barked, already darting toward the first pillar.
Shea leapt upward, wings catching a narrow updraft in the heated air, dodging two incoming slugs by a hair. She spun midair and slashed through one of the glowing orbs with a wingblade, shattering it in a burst of glass and flickering light.
Zoe’s tentacles slammed into the floor, launching her forward in a serpentine dash. She wrapped one appendage around a pillar and ripped it sideways until it groaned and collapsed, crushing two turrets beneath its weight.
“Don’t waste time on the mounts!” Alice called, firing a concentrated shadow spear at the center of the hallway. “Go for the cores!”
Allen’s eyes locked onto the central firing node—a thicker pillar at the midpoint where the hum was loudest. It wasn’t just a power conduit; it was a control hub.
He activated one of the buffs.
[Buff Activated: Skill Execution Lock—Prevents External Override Buff ]
[Damage Desync Correction]
The moment the power hit his body, the world slowed—not literally, but his perception sharpened. He could see the arcs of the incoming shots before they happened, anticipate the second volley’s rhythm before the barrels even spun up.
Vivian took advantage of the gap he created, her whip cracking across a turret’s faceplate, pulling it clean off and leaving a sparking mess.
Jane, staying near the rear, raised a wall of bone just as a wave of shots tore toward them. The bone shattered, but the volley was absorbed long enough for Bella to dash past and plant a fireball directly into the hub’s side.
The explosion was loud enough to make the nearest pillars shudder.
Allen didn’t stop—he was already moving through the smoke, his sword glowing with a faint crimson hue. He struck once, clean and deep, slicing straight through the hub’s core.
The firing stopped.
The smell of ozone hung heavy in the air. Shards of glass and fragments of brass littered the floor like discarded teeth.
Then, with a sound that made Allen’s grip tighten, the destroyed turrets began to rebuild themselves. The brass warped, twisted, and started to reform into new mounts.
“Persistent little bastards,” Larissa murmured, twirling a dagger between her fingers.
Allen’s eyes narrowed. “No more wasting time.”
He triggered another buff.
[Buff Activated: Anti−CorruptionLayer— Prevents hostile code reintegration]
The next strike he made carried more than just physical force—it carried a code disruption baked into the blow. The moment his blade connected with the turret’s rebuilding structure, it didn’t just shatter—it dissolved into a glitching mess of broken code and static before fading entirely.
One by one, the others followed his lead. Shea’s feathers now carried the same disruptive edge, slicing through a half-formed barrel; Zoe’s tentacles slammed into a mount, and instead of warping back into place, the metal burst into harmless dust.
A system ping rang in all their heads.
[Bug Fragment Collected: 4/10]
Allen straightened, exhaling once.
The static voice returned, faint but still taunting.
“…Better. Faster. But still a player, Emperor… Let’s continue the test…”
Vivian tilted her head, a dangerous smile curving her lips. “They keep talking like they want to study you.”
The lights in the corridor flickered—once, twice—and then the wall at the far end slid open with a groan, revealing another chamber beyond.
It was darker. Quieter. And filled with the sound of ticking gears.
Allen stepped through first, the echo of each boot hitting the metal floor blending with the low, constant tick-tick-tick of unseen mechanisms. The air was thicker here—humid, but not from heat. It felt like a storm before lightning.
Something inside him already knew this wasn’t going to be clean.
He scanned the room. The walls were lined with brass pipes that pulsed faintly, like veins under strained skin.
Allen’s patience had worn to a wire-thin thread.
He’d tolerated the pendulums.
He’d tolerated the turrets.
He’d tolerated the tests.
But now, every muscle in his body was coiled tight.
“Kafra?” His voice was low, edged with steel.
There was a beat of static before she answered—rushed, breathless. “Give us time! We’re working on it.”
Something in her tone told him they weren’t just working—they were scrambling.
The floor beneath them groaned.
A sharp crack split through the sound of the ticking gears. Then another.
Allen looked down in time to see jagged fissures spiderwebbing across the ground, glowing faintly blue from within. Steam hissed upward, and in seconds, the temperature plummeted.
It was like someone had opened the door to an industrial freezer the size of a city block. Frost raced across the floor, swallowing the brass tiles beneath a sudden skin of ice. The warmth of the factory was gone, replaced by the biting sting of winter air.
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