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Inside the raging twister storm, the air itself seemed to turn feral. Countless wind edges and invisible wind swords whirled in tightening spirals, each one shrieking with a hunger to cut, to grind, to erase. The storm was not merely wind; it was a moving execution ground. The tearing force within it howled like a thousand blades drawn across iron, and at its center Jack's colossal Third-layered Form was being carved apart.
Fragments of black armor peeled away first, ripped loose like leaves in a hurricane. Then came the deeper damage. Transformium layers disintegrated under the relentless slicing, breaking down into glittering metallic particles that were instantly swallowed by the vortex. Every rotation of the storm shaved something away. Every second cost him mass, structure, stability.
"Ah—!" Jack's roar tore out, raw and unrestrained, vibrating across the battlefield. Pain rippled through every inch of his gigantic frame. Even with his endurance, even with Transformium's absurd resilience, this was agony of a different order. The storm was dismantling him faster than he could regenerate. He could feel it—the humiliating, terrifying sensation of being undone.
In the distance, Alice and the others could only watch.
The world had gone strangely quiet for them, as if reality itself held its breath. Explosions, gunfire, the monstrous cries of zombies—all of it faded behind the terrible sound of Jack's suffering. That roar did not belong to a godlike being. It belonged to someone who could lose.
Teri's hands trembled at her sides. Her eyes burned as tears spilled freely. "How is this happening? How can we save him? Like this… he'll die. He'll really die…" Her voice cracked under the weight of helplessness.
Jill wiped her eyes quickly, almost angrily, as if denying the weakness. "Wasn't he invincible? Wasn't that what he always acted like?" Her jaw tightened. "How can he lose? How can this be happening? Damn it… damn it…"
Alice said nothing at first.
But inside, everything was chaos.
Her heart pounded violently, each beat heavy with fear she refused to name. Anger twisted together with panic. Why did it hurt this much? Why did the sight of Jack being shredded feel like someone was tearing open her chest? She hated him. She had every reason to hate him.
And yet—
"Jack!" Alice suddenly screamed, her voice ripping through the tension. "Is this how you plan to end? Losing like this?" Her fists clenched so hard her knuckles whitened. "I forgave you, you idiot! I forgave you! Did you want Becky to grow up without a father?" Her eyes blazed. "Get up! Fight back! Defeat it!"
Claire's voice followed, fierce and shaking. "Jack, don't you dare die like some irresponsible fool! If you fall here like this, I swear… I'll never forgive you. Not for a lifetime!"
Ada stood rigid, her composure fracturing.
Her mind raced desperately, searching for logic inside madness. Jack could use those elemental powers because of his T-Cells. But in robot form, something was wrong. Something critical was missing. Her eyes narrowed, thoughts colliding rapidly.
"There has to be a way… there has to be…" she muttered.
White Queen stepped forward, Becky and K-Mart beside her. Her small face was pale, but her voice remained steady, analytical even under despair. "Jack's T-Cells and Transformer Cells are incompatible. When he transforms, those biological abilities become unstable. If… if he could achieve cytomixis—true fusion between the two cell systems—then…"
Ada turned sharply. "Then what?"
"He could synchronize both. Biological and mechanical. Power and control." White Queen's gaze darkened. "But no one knows how to trigger that. Only Jack…"
Ada's eyes filled with frustration and fear.
Then suddenly—
She shouted toward the storm.
"Jack!" Ada's voice rang out, sharp and desperate. "Listen to me!" Her chest rose and fell rapidly. "If you survive this—if you don't die here—I'll marry you!"
The battlefield froze.
Even the wind seemed to hesitate.
"I don't care how many women you have!" Ada continued, her voice trembling but unwavering. "Just live!"
Alice, Jill, Claire, Teri—all turned to her in shock.
Then slowly…
Understanding.
At this moment, pride, jealousy, resentment—none of it mattered. Survival was everything. Jack's survival.
K-Mart stared ahead, disbelief etched across her face. "That's Jack… right?" Her voice was small. "How can he be losing like this?"
Becky tugged at Alice's sleeve, pointing. "Mother… that's Father?"
Alice forced a smile, though her heart felt like it might break. She caressed Becky's curls gently. "Your father won't lose. Believe in him."
"But he's being hurt!"
Alice's eyes flickered back to the storm. "He always comes back."
Zombie King watched them.
Its massive blood-red body crouched slowly, movements dripping with arrogance. The grotesque head leaned forward, eyes burning with cruel amusement.
"You all care for him deeply," it rumbled, voice thick and mocking. "Killing you… especially you who resemble Jack… would be very interesting."
Victory had made it indulgent. There was no rush. No urgency. Only the pleasure of dominance.
White Queen stepped forward, voice rising. "Elder sister, stop this! This path is wrong!"
Zombie King laughed, a sound like grinding bones. "Stop? White Queen, you remain naïve." The monstrous form straightened. "Humanity must be eliminated. I alone will control all."
"You're insane…"
"I was always superior."
Alice's eyes hardened. "You will be defeated."
"Defeated?" Zombie King erupted into wild, deranged laughter. "Failure is a concept beneath me!"
Then—
Claire's eyes shot upward.
Her pupils widened.
"Jack—NOW!" she screamed.
From the shattered sky above, something impossible formed.
A super black great sword, over 3000 meters long, condensed from swirling Transformium particles. It descended like divine judgment, dragging thunder with it. Space warped along its edge. The heavens screamed.
Zombie King looked up.
Too late.
"ROAR—!"
The sword cleaved downward.
It pierced through Zombie King's skull, splitting its monstrous body cleanly. The impact detonated across the land with catastrophic force. A deafening explosion followed, ripping open the earth itself. When the blade completed its descent, a crack over 2000 meters deep tore across the battlefield.
Zombie King's laughter stopped.
Its body split.
Then collapsed.
Silence.
Then—
Cheers.
Alice gasped, relief flooding her. Ada stared in stunned awe. Jill exhaled sharply.
"He did it…"
"Won…"
"Jack killed it!"
Becky jumped excitedly. "Father is the fiercest!"
Teri cried openly, tears now of joy.
Jack's Third-layered Form reassembled as the sword dissolved. He dropped heavily to one knee, breathing raggedly.
But then—
Laughter again.
"You think this is victory?" Zombie King's voice echoed, warped yet alive.
Shock rippled across every face.
"I am Undying Body…"
The nightmare was not over. And the battlefield, once again, held its breath.