Chapter 829: Disassembly!

Heimu stands inside the Creation Engine's control core, her hands fluttering over the panel.

Her fingers move so fast that only dark‑purple after‑images remain, each click erupting a small ring of violet ripples on the holographic interface.

The panel's dense data streams cascade down like a waterfall; she glances at a few selected rows—energy output stable, armor integrity at eighty‑seven percent, Thruster temperature slightly high but within safe limits, drone swarm survivors three hundred twenty‑two units.

Enough.

The colossal beast bursts out of the sea surface.

Its ice‑blue body whips its elongated Tail in the air, white fragments it swallowed from the seabed ruins still clinging in its mouth.

The horizontal fissure on its side fully opens, revealing concentric layers of blue luminous tissue that shine painfully, turning the entire sea surface into an eerie ice‑blue hue.

Then it charges straight toward the Creation Engine, dragging an extremely long blue Light Tail, the air screaming sharply as it rubs against its body.

Heimu's finger draws an arc across the panel.

Behind the Creation Engine, the pair of massive steel wings assembled from armor plates suddenly unfurl; each plate's edge ignites with violet‑black energy patterns, lighting up sequentially from wing root to tip, and the wings burst with dazzling dark‑purple light the instant they spread.

The wings snap downward, and the several‑hundred‑meter‑tall steel giant lifts upward at an exaggerated upward angle, the beast's impact skimming past its foot soles.

When the Creation Engine reaches its apex, it executes a swift aerial spin, the Thrusters fire in reverse, and the massive steel body flips once in the air, ending directly above the beast.

The right fist charges.

The violet‑black patterns on the fist's knuckle flash to their limit in an instant, dark‑purple energy condensing into an extremely thick energy layer that envelops the entire fist.

The fist comes down, striking solidly on the beast's crown.

The impact hurls the beast dozens of meters down from mid‑air, ice‑blue bodily fluid spouting again from an old wound on the side of its head.

The beast flips once in the air, its Tail snapping back as it does so; the Creation Engine lifts its left arm for Blocking, the Tail strikes the armor producing a deep metallic thud, and a crack appears in the left‑arm armor.

The crack runs from the wrist to the elbow, the violet‑black patterns flicker a few times at the fissure before stabilizing again.

Heimu's mouth corners lift slightly.

Still can fight.

The Creation Engine rebounds backward using the reaction force from the Tail strike, its wings spreading in the air to adjust posture.

The beast steadies its form, opens its mouth, and begins absorbing surrounding matter again; this time it draws in the white cubic fragments floating on the sea surface, which lift from the water and are all swallowed.

The wound starts healing again, the blue patterns on its surface brightening once more.

Heimu quickly runs a calculation in her mind.

The devouring efficiency is lower than before.

The first ingestion restored thirty percent, the second only about twenty percent, and this time, by eye, less than fifteen percent.

The attenuation is obvious.

A few more rounds and its regenerative power will drop to a level that can be taken down in a single wave.

But she doesn't want to drag it out.

She wants to go big.

She extends a finger and taps a command on the main panel that she hasn't tried before.

A confirmation box pops up on the control interface, and Heimu presses it without even looking!

The Creation Engine abruptly halts mid‑air.

It hovers above the white sea surface, arms spreading to the sides, the steel giant wings fully unfolding behind it.

Then it disassembles!

The chest armor detaches first, flipping backward to an extreme angle before being flung by the air blast; next the shoulder plates, the layered armor on both sides swing outward like two steel petals blooming on the giant's shoulders; the waist armor splits into three sections that slide up and down respectively; all leg Thruster modules eject, re‑forming in the air into independent flight configurations; the arms split along the forearm's central line, exposing dense violet‑black energy circuits inside; the massive back wings separate at the root, each wing plate breaking into independent flight units.

Hundreds of armor modules hover briefly in the air, then all surge toward the same direction!

The target is that ice‑blue beast.

The beast clearly has never seen this tactic before.

It opens its mouth to spew a Light Pillar, but the armor modules are too fast; the first chest piece slams into the side of its mouth, forcing the opened jaw to tilt sideways, and the Light Pillar leaks from the corner, skimming its own Tail before blasting into the sea.

The second shoulder plate drops from above, wedging between the spindle‑shaped apex of its head and the horizontal fissure, perfectly jamming the opening‑closing mechanism of the fissure, so it cannot close its mouth nor open it.

The third, fourth and fifth pieces—along with hundreds of armor modules arriving via entirely different flight paths—reach the target simultaneously and begin assembling immediately.

A set of steel shackles custom‑made for this beast, covering every joint and articulation of its body!

The chest armor clamps onto the beast's thickest torso region, closing from both sides toward the center; the edge's violet‑black patterns flash as they seal, locking the upper and lower body segments tightly together.

The shoulder plates rotate, their curved surfaces adhering inward to the beast's body contour; the tip's lock bolts pierce the transparent membrane on its surface, penetrating into the underlying ice‑blue tissue.

The arm modules split into several smaller armor plates, each locking the beast's most flexed joints—from head to tail: three sets for the neck, five for the torso midsection, and seven for the tail.

After each set fastens, the surface violet‑black energy patterns automatically activate; when they glow, the locked joint is enveloped by a violet‑black energy field, rendering it immobile.

The Thruster modules lock its fin‑like protrusion.

A wing plate jams the Tail tip.

The final armor piece, a core shield removed from the Creation Engine's head‑sensing area, flies straight to the beast's head, securely fastening at the exact center of the spindle‑shaped apex.

The violet‑black patterns spread from the shield's edges outward like a tightening net, encasing the entire beast from head to tail in a firm grip.

The beast thrashes wildly in the air, whipping its Tail violently, but the Tail tip is jammed by the wing plate; every Tail joint is locked by individual armor plates, preventing it from shaking free.

It tries to open its mouth to spew a Light Pillar, but the shoulder plates clamp it shut, allowing only a few strands of faint blue light mist to leak from the corners.

Heimu descends from the sky.

After the Creation Engine disassembles, the control core automatically ejects from its sensing area, unfolding in the air into a floating platform.

She stands at the platform's edge, her ash‑gray long hair billowing backward in the sea breeze.

The brim of the Mo Nu Mao casts a shadow over half her face, revealing only the line of her jaw.