Collapse Iron Cosplay Battle Damaged Star Spinal Cut - Everyone Cries to Death

The atmosphere in the rest area was oppressive and suffocating.

On March 7th, he was still sobbing, and Danheng's face was as cold as ice.

Xing huddled in the corner, her golden eyes filled with wariness, like a wounded little animal, refusing to let anyone get close.

Just then.

"Buzz—"

The automatic door in the rest area, which was originally closed, suddenly slid open without warning.

A very faint, yet mechanically textured "click, click" sound rang out.

A purple figure, exuding an air of arrogance, twirled onto the stage.

An exquisite dress, intricate lace, and that iconic beret.

It was a doll.

A doll with incredibly detailed craftsmanship, clearly visible joints and spheres, yet possessing a pair of purple eyes that seem to see through all data.

Black Tower.

The 83rd seat in the Genius Club.

The true owner of this space station.

"Ms. Black Tower?!"

March 7th wiped away her tears and looked at this elusive and important figure with some surprise.

"What brings you here? Station Master Estella wasn't talking about you..."

Black Tower didn't even glance at March 7.

From the moment she entered, her emotionless, mechanical eyes were fixed on the figure in the corner.

Locked on that one...

A girl covered in blood, with jagged bone spurs, yet radiating an aura of the "unknown" that thrilled her.

"interesting."

Black Tower walked straight up to Star with its unique, dance-like gait.

She stopped beside the overturned chair.

There, there was a pool of golden blood that had not yet completely congealed.

Black Tower extended a white-gloved finger and dipped it in the viscous liquid.

"Sizzle—"

A slight corrosive sound came from my fingertips.

Black Tower brought his finger to his eyes, watching the drop of blood rapidly crystallizing, a fanatical glint flashing in his eyes.

"This energy density..."

"This crystallization reaction defies common biological sense..."

"And then there's that kind..."

Black Tower raised its head and looked into Star's hostile eyes.

"That kind of rejection of organic life that's ingrained in our DNA."

Black Tower laughed.

"Little guy, you're very funny."

"It's more interesting than all my other oddities combined..."

Xing looked at the purple doll in front of her.

She didn't dodge.

I didn't have the same intense stress reaction as when I faced that doctor before.

because……

She couldn't smell that "mollusk" scent on the doll.

Only cold metal, plastic, and some kind of...

A sense of shared identity.

Inorganic matter.

Non-living entities.

"Hiss... (Who are you?)"

A low, gurgling sound came from Xing's throat.

"I am the Black Tower."

Black Tower seemed to understand, yet also seemed completely unconcerned about what she was saying.

She crossed her arms and looked down at the stars.

"I heard you're a passenger on the train?"

"What a pity."

Black Tower shook his head, his tone carrying an undisguised regret.

"I don't think the train can cure you."

"Hey! What did you say?!" March 7th was furious and wanted to retort.

Black Tower completely ignored her.

She extended one hand, making an inviting gesture towards Xing.

"Let's make a deal."

The voice of the Black Tower was full of allure, like the devil tempting lost lambs.

I know you're in pain.

"Your body is breaking down every second; your cells are devouring each other; your bones are tearing your internal organs apart."

"That feeling... must be awful, right?"

"Give me your body."

Black Tower made a startling statement.

"Let me look into it."

In exchange, I can provide you with the best maintenance.

"I can help you suppress that bone spur, I can provide you with high-energy fuel, and even..."

Black Tower leaned close to Star's face, his voice so low that only the two of them could hear it.

"I can even help you... completely sever the 'pain receptors' that have been tormenting you."

"To turn you into... a real, perfect being, someone who no longer feels anything..."

Xing was stunned.

Completely sever...the sense of pain?

Although she has now blocked out most of the pain, the aching sensation of bones rubbing together still torments her constantly.

If only it could be completely transformed into... an "inorganic matter" like this doll.

is not it……

Wouldn't that make you less tired?

Xing's eyes wavered slightly.

She slowly and hesitantly extended her still-bleeding left hand.

"very good."

The light in Black Tower's eyes shone brightly.

"Come on, you poor thing."

She raised her right hand.

"Click."

A soft sound.

The slender and elegant doll arm of the Black Tower suddenly split open at the wrist.

Several sharp, gleaming mechanical probes and scalpels sprang from her arm.

That's for... taking samples on-site.

"let me see……"

Black Tower manipulated the mechanical arm and grabbed Xing's severed arm, which was not yet fully healed, without hesitation.

"What secrets are hidden inside your body?!"

"Sizzle—!!"

The mechanical probe pierced the skin.

There was no blood splattering.

There was no scene of muscle fibers being severed as expected.

Just as the probe penetrated deeper.

"Gurgle—"

Countless tendrils suddenly gushed forth from Xing's wound...

Densely packed, black, wriggling like living creatures...

Energy Fibers!

The fibers, like parasites that have been stimulated, instantly entangled the mechanical probes of the Black Tower.

"Zzzzzzzzz—!!!"

A chilling corrosive sound rang out.

The probe from the Black Tower, crafted from a high-strength alloy, began to emit black smoke as it became entangled with the black fibers, and then…

It was "eaten" at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Oh?"

Black Tower was not angry at all; on the contrary, it became even more excited.

"This activity...this ability to devour..."

"This is a characteristic of 'reproduction'?! No... it's also mixed with the destructiveness of 'destruction'!"

"It's perfect!"

"But this body can't withstand such strong energy... Are you burning yourself?"

"No, let me check again."

Just as the Black Tower's mechanical arm was about to touch Star's bones.

"boom--!!!"

A loud bang.

A crimson flame, accompanied by a scorching shockwave, suddenly exploded between the two!

"Black Tower, that's enough!"

Accompanied by a fierce shout.

A huge, heavy metal box—

It slammed hard onto the floor, shaking the entire rest area.

Himeko stood there.

That navigator who always carried a coffee, elegant and composed.

At this moment, her long hair moved without wind, and visible fire element particles swirled around her.

An unprecedented rage burned in those golden eyes.

She stood in front of Xing.

He used his own body to shield himself from the Black Tower's greedy gaze.

"Hime, Himeko-nee-san..."

March 7th had never seen Himeko so angry before; he was so frightened that his voice was trembling.

Danheng also gripped his spear tightly and stood silently beside Himeko.

"Black Tower".

"She was a passenger on the Star Train."

"They are our family."

"Not your...guinea pig!"

Himeko raised her hand and pointed to the doorway.

That aura actually overwhelmed Black Tower, who was a puppet envoy.

"Now."

"Take your robotic arm and get out of here."

"otherwise……"

The satellite container in Himeko's hand emitted a chilling charging hum.

Black Tower paused for a moment.

She hadn't expected Himeko, with whom she had always had a good relationship, to react this way.

To be honest... she really only wanted to cure Xing...

But judging from this situation...

She glanced at the railgun pointed at her forehead.

She glanced again at Hoshi, who was being tightly protected by Himeko and looked completely bewildered.

It seems Himeko is really angry.

Well, this poor thing will probably be happier if Himeko and the others can keep him company.

"..."

"cut."

"Why such a big reaction?"

"Just kidding."

Am I that kind of person?

The Black Tower retracted its mechanical arm, and the probes shrunk back into its body.

The fervent expression on her face vanished instantly, replaced by her usual nonchalant and indifferent demeanor.

"How boring."

Heita patted the hem of her skirt.

She looked at Xing intently.

"Remember my words, little one."

"Your body...only I can repair it."

"Wait until the day you can't stand that 'burning' pain anymore..."

Black Tower turned around and waved to the crowd with his back to them.

"...Come find me anytime."

"I'll reserve a 'VIP seat' for you."

Done.

The purple doll, just as it had arrived, spun gracefully and disappeared behind the automatic door.

The rest area fell silent once more.

"call……"

The flames on Himeko's body slowly died down.

She turned around.

Looking at Xing, who was huddled in the corner and still seemed a little dazed.

The anger in Himeko's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by deep fear and heartache.

She crouched down, ignoring the bone spurs on Xing's body that could potentially hurt someone, and gently pulled her into her arms.

"It's alright now..."

Himeko gently coaxed him, her voice slightly choked with emotion.

"It's alright, child."

"As long as I'm here..."

"No one can use you as an experiment."

No one can.

Hoshi nestled in Himeko's warm embrace.

She smelled that familiar coffee aroma.

She stiffly raised her hand, wanting to push Himeko away (afraid that the bone would prick her).

But in the end...

She simply rested her head gently on Himeko's shoulder.

"Hiss... (Thank you)"

The noise in my throat, the first time I've heard it...

It's not as harsh anymore.