Fantasy: The Counterattack of the Female Sovereign

At that moment, the heart-pounding feeling of falling weightlessness suddenly vanished, replaced by a viscous resistance, as if trapped in a thick liquid. Everyone felt like they were trapped in amber, their bodies frozen in the void, unable to move an inch.

At the same time, the Ouroboros totem on the back of Calvin's hand began to glow an eerie blood-red light. Then, like ghosts, afterimages of the Ark, spanning a full two hundred thousand years, pierced his retinas. Inside each of the massive silver coffins, curled up a replica of the mysterious woman!

"Cognitive contamination warning!" Arya's voice suddenly rang out. Countless tiny, sharp nanoprobes instantly sprang out from the mechanical spine behind her, piercing the back of Song Yao's neck with lightning speed. Arya anxiously shouted, "Her brainwaves are quantizing!"

Looking at Song Yao again at this moment, her pupils had completely transformed into a rapidly swirling vortex of data, sending chills down one's spine. Beneath her fair skin, a dazzling galaxy of light darted through the air. Even more shocking was the fact that, at some unknown moment, she had been tightly gripping the crystal heart left behind by the golden-armored figure.

That crystal heart, emitting a mysterious light, was at this very moment continuously projecting data related to Earth's atmosphere, forming a shocking blood-red hologram, like a terrifying omen before the advent of doomsday...

Space, once frozen as if time had stood still, now began to crack, like glass struck hard, emitting a crisp, heart-pounding shattering sound. In this breathtaking moment, twelve phantom wrecks of the Ark suddenly and without warning reversed course. With exquisite rhythmic precision, they rapidly arranged themselves along the sun's orbit, forming a perfect dodecahedron cage.

At the same time, Earth's vast, turbulent oceans were plunged into utter chaos. The waters began to violently churn and boil, as if an irresistible force were stirring the entire ocean world. Then, a jaw-dropping scene unfolded: from the bottom of the Pacific Ocean, six towering, majestic bronze gates slowly rose! Each gate exuded an ancient and mysterious aura, and from between the cracks, a pale golden blood, identical to the bronze pillars on the altar, continuously seeped.

"They're... actually redrawing our own galaxy!" Song Yao's voice echoed, tinged with unsettling electronic hum. Her crystal heart now clearly reflected the silvery markings gradually emerging on the sun's surface—these markings were identical to the star map inscribed on the bronze pillar, only scaled up.

On the other side, although the tactical goggles worn by Arya were already in tatters, the remaining part of the lens still managed to capture an even more terrifying scene: in the genetic chains of all mammals, those silver codes that were originally in a dormant state were like awakened demons, frantically rewriting the order of base pairs.

Faced with such a bizarre and dangerous situation, Calvin desperately tried to mobilize the gravekeeper's powerful strength to deal with it. However, to his despair, the Ouroboros totem, a symbol of protection and strength, not only offered him no help, but instead drained his vitality, making him increasingly weak and powerless.

The memories that the mysterious woman had implanted in Calvin's mind before her death now completely lost control, unleashing a reckless, unbridled tidal wave. Through these fragments of memory, Calvin witnessed firsthand how twelve gleaming silver embryos merged with ancient bacteria in Earth's primordial soup two hundred thousand years ago.

Amidst the boundless expanse of space, an immense, metallic ark sped towards the moon at an alarming speed. With a deafening roar, the first ark slammed into the moon's mysterious, dark far side like a cannonball.

Instantly, countless rocks and dust from the crater were violently thrown into the air, forming a gray cloud that obscured the sky. However, amidst this chaotic scene, a three-thousand-meter-tall, silver-armored giant slowly emerged from the collapsing dust. His gleaming silver armor exuded a chilling aura, as if he were a deity from another world.

Even more astonishing was the intricate patterns on the silver-armored giant's visor that perfectly matched the totemic pattern on Calvin's hand, as if drawn from the same blueprint. Simultaneously, ancient ruins on every continent resonated with a powerful resonance. Dazzling beams of light suddenly shot forth from the summit of the ancient Mayan pyramid. These beams intertwined like lightning, rapidly forming a vast synaptic network encompassing the entire globe.

"The welcome ceremony has begun..." Arya whispered softly. Without hesitation, she tore open the bionic skin on her left arm, revealing the dark purple energy veins beneath. These veins shimmered with an eerie light, their complex structure reminiscent of the Shining Man's. Then, gripping the ion blade tightly in her hand, Arya thrust it into her heart without hesitation. With a dull thud, a powerful burst of energy erupted, activating a mysterious, dormant protocol.

"I am Sentinel No. 714, and my mission is to ensure the restart of the Spark Project." Arya's eyes were firm and resolute, and her voice echoed in the empty space.

Elsewhere, Song Yao's digital body suddenly and without warning collapsed. In the blink of an eye, she shrank into a tiny, almost invisible singularity. But just a moment later, this singularity suddenly reformed beyond the atmosphere into a vast giant of light. Her majestic figure stood between heaven and earth, like a dazzling sun.

"Humans aren't test subjects... We are the unfinished bridge!" Song Yao's roar resounded through the sky, transmitted to every corner through various electronic devices. At the same time, the crystal heart in her chest suddenly exploded, transforming into hundreds of millions of brilliant and colorful data streams, like a dense rain of arrows, shooting straight at the gradually receding afterimage of the Ark.

In the endless darkness of the abyss, Calvin's consciousness was fiercely torn apart by two powerful, conflicting forces. The excruciating pain seemed to rip his soul into countless shatters. But amidst this agony, a faint ray of light pierced through the mist, allowing him to finally grasp the truth that had been hidden: the mysterious Ouroboros totem was not just a heavy chain that bound him, but also the key that could unlock all mysteries and open the door to the unknown!

With a heart-wrenching roar, Calvin resolutely extended his hands and, with a force beyond imagination, ripped open his chest. Instantly, blood splattered everywhere, and the horrifying sound of muscle and bone snapping was blood-curdling. Yet, without a moment's hesitation, he plunged the core, emanating a strange vortex of shadows, forcefully into his violently beating heart.

At that moment, the silver-armored giant, previously free-moving, suddenly froze in place, as if under a spell. Across its cold, impassive visor, a shocking image slowly emerged: two hundred thousand years ago, a blazing fire plummeted like a meteor. Among the twelve embryos, each imbued with boundless vitality, only one stood out as a rebel, resolutely refusing to merge with the others and sealing those precious memories deep within the Earth's core.

At the same moment, the massive bronze door hidden deep beneath the Pacific Ocean uttered a dull rumble and slowly opened a crack. What surged out from the crack wasn't the expected torrent of water, but rather clusters of brilliant starlight, as thick and gelatinous as a gel. These mysterious starlights danced freely in the air, seemingly possessing life, weaving together a series of vibrant and bizarre patterns.

Beside the massive bronze gate, Arya rapidly manipulated her advanced Sentinel units to form a complex and intricate key matrix. Song Yao, through a constant stream of data, infused this matrix with powerful energy. The entire scene was thrilling and breathtaking.

When Calvin's blood-stained hands finally pressed firmly against the bronze door, all the scattered Ark afterimages, as if receiving a unified command, instantly turned their incredibly powerful guns and aimed at the blazing sun hanging high in the sky...

Energy circulated through the joints of the Silver-Armored Giant's massive body like a surging torrent, resonating intensely with Earth's intricate electrical grid. This powerful force plunged New York City into a dazzling shimmering illusion. The city's neon lights spun out of control, converging at the Giant's ankles into a dazzling galactic vortex of breathtaking beauty.

At this moment, the giant of light Song Yao had transformed into also began to exhibit abnormalities. Its body continuously flashed with dazzling light, and between each flicker, thousands of its phantoms darted across servers around the world like lightning. These phantoms moved so rapidly that they vanished in the blink of an eye, making their precise movements difficult to grasp.

Elsewhere, Arya's Sentinel Core was completely exposed to the vacuum. Its originally dark purple veins were gradually suffused by the mysterious glow emanating from the bronze door, gradually transforming into a warm amber. Simultaneously, the Shadow Core embedded in Calvin's chest began to sprout dense synapses. Like nimble tentacles, these synapses rapidly connected with the intricate, interwoven star patterns on the bronze door, ultimately forming a complete circuit.

Just as the bronze door was about to open completely, at this critical moment, the silver-armored giant on the far side of the moon suddenly underwent a shocking transformation! Its indestructible body instantly disintegrated, transforming into countless flying insects gleaming with silver light. Even more shocking, each insect bore a clearly visible human face, expressing a variety of expressions, including fear, anger, despair, and so on.

At that moment, two distinct voices suddenly echoed in Calvin's mind. One, like the roiling magma deep beneath the earth, echoed with a thunderous roar: "Eat the stars!" This voice was filled with boundless greed and desire, as if it wanted to devour the entire universe. The other voice, as if emanating from the distant afterimage of the Ark, was bone-chilling, like absolute zero: "Become firewood!" This voice was cold and emotionless, seeming to foreshadow a tragic fate.

His hand paused at the crack of the door, and he watched his reflection split in the starlight—one half sprouting silver armor, the other collapsing into a black hole. Above the Pacific Ocean, the shadowy image of Song Yao, the first to be digitized, suddenly smiled eerily. Her fingertips dripped the same silver-blue blood as the mysterious woman's.