Chapter 1330
On the perimeter of the stadium.
The officials from The Severian Syndicate Council immediately leaped to their feet. Some grabbed their walkie-talkies and began shouting, putting on a grand show: “Critical failure in Apex Simulation Pod 10 p>
“Hurry! Activate emergency protocols immediately! Security, cut the power and force the pod open to save her p>
Others grabbed security personnel and rushed toward the simulation pods, yelling loudly, “Major malfunction in Pod 10! The organizers have initiated maximum-level emergency procedures. Commencing rescue immediately p>
The host hastily grabbed the microphone, speaking at a rapid-fire pace to calm the audience. “Please do not panic! Please maintain order! The organizers are intervening immediately. To avoid causing further alarm, we will temporarily cut the broadcast from Pod 10 until the malfunction is resolved p>
As soon as the words fell, the split-screen feed for Pod 10 abruptly cut to black on the stadium’s main broadcast.
A prompt flashed across the screen.
[Technical Interruption. Emergency Repairs in Progress p>
The audience held their breath, genuinely believing the organizers were racing against time to save the competitor.
Even the lower-level staff, unaware of the actual plot, assumed rescue operations for Pod 10 were in full swing.
But the reality was entirely different.
The door to Pod 10 hadn’t budged. Internally, no rescue mechanisms had been activated.
The pod remained exactly what it was meant to be—an inescapable death trap.
Inside the VIP suite.
Special Envoy Mordecai lounged lazily on the sofa, his eyes locked onto a private, secondary monitor.
The public broadcast was dead, but his core surveillance feed continued streaming in high definition.
The screen displayed the live feed from inside Pod 10.
Serena was constantly dodging, sidestepping, and retreating within the confined space, narrowly evading the Augment’s relentless, lethal strikes.
The monster’s speed was increasing, its attacks growing more vicious by the second. Every punch, every clawed strike carried a brutal aura that threatened to tear her flesh apart.
Watching this, a sinister smile slowly stretched across Mordecai’s face.
“So what if C failed?” A low, cold laugh rumbled in his throat. He swirled the red wine in his glass, his eyes venomous. “Once she steps inside this pod, even C himself would die in there p>
The Severian officials standing nearby chuckled in agreement, their tones dripping with malice and triumph. “Exactly right, Mr. Envoy p>
They stared at the screen, calculating the aftermath with wicked glee: “Once Undead Legion Specimen 404 lands a fatal strike and finishes her off, the organizers Will just go through the standard procedures p>
“We’ll immediately hold a press conference and announce that the Elyndorian Captain tragically passed away due to an unforeseen equipment malfunction in the simulation pod p>
Another official chimed in with a laugh. “Then, the Severian
organizers will offer an astronomical compensation package that no one can fault. As long as we give them enough face, the Elyndoran executives will definitely accept it p>
Even if some people were dissatisfied or wanted to seek justice for Serena Lancaster-so what?
She died in a tragic accident during the competition. The cause of death would be clear, and the liability perfectly categorized. As long as they played their roles well on the surface, no one could legally find a single flaw. All the paperwork would be spotless.
The group of men snickered sinisterly.
To them, the vibrant, young life fighting on the screen was nothing more than an orchestrated “accident p>