Chapter 105: Strangeness (4)
Beneath the sky of Dreamland, where gray auroras danced ominously, Dominic Krilov was issuing rapid-fire commands through his AR interface, fighting to maintain control.
[Unit 3, attack from 7 o’clock.]
[Unit 7, recharge and return to the front line.]
The Paradigm Directive prototypes followed Dominic’s orders with precision and coordination—but the enemy they faced defied reason.
Thousands of eyeballs swarmed through the sky like a hive of bees.
Each eye wept blood. Whenever shadows pierced them, bursts echoed through the air—but it was only ever temporary.
The ruptured eyes snapped back into perfect shape as though time had reversed itself.
Seeing them regenerate flawlessly without a single wound was outright terrifying.
The prototypes’ shadows had formed a massive dome.
A writhing black veil repelled the eyeballs’ shutter attacks like a living organism—but even that had its limits.
Even rotating through shifts to conserve energy, the total energy required to maintain the shadows continued to drain.
“At this rate, we won’t last thirty minutes.”