GLOBAL AWAKENING: My 10,000x Exp Multiplier-Chapter 80: []Factional Warfare, Rewiring the Hub

The penthouse of the Sovereign Bank instantly transformed into a localized warzone.

The ten assassins of the Evil Demons guild were highly optimized for burst damage and evasion.

They possessed passive skills that blurred their physical rendering, making them look like shifting shadows as they crossed the luxurious living room.

They expected a quick and brutal execution. They expected the Healer to cower and the Vanguard to fall to their coordinated strikes.

They fundamentally misunderstood the entity they were fighting.

"Holy Chains!" Aria commanded, her voice ringing with the absolute authority of a Prime Healer.

Thick and glowing chains of pink gold mana erupted from the hardwood floor.

They did not aim for the assassins’ chests, they whipped in wide sweeping arcs, aggressively locking onto the spatial coordinates the rogues were attempting to phase into.

Two of the assassins shrieked as the holy magic violently arrested their forward momentum, ripping them out of stealth and binding them securely to the ground.

Sia Vance did not miss the opening.

The silver haired knight moved with the terrifying and heavy grace of a falling meteor.

She planted her heavy boots and twisted her hips to generate maximum kinetic torque, then she slammed her Mythic tier obsidian kite shield directly into the face of the first bound assassin.

The impact sounded like a detonating artillery shell.

The shield’s kinetic redirection matrix violently discharged, releasing a blinding wave of thermal plasma that instantly vaporized the rogue’s health bar.

He shattered into a geyser of gray pixels before his body even hit the floor.

"One." Sia counted coldly, not breaking her stride.

She spun and brought her short sword up to parry a desperate dagger strike from the second bound assassin.

She casually deflected the blade, stepped into his guard, and drove her sword through his chest plate.

"Two."

First Minister Felix stumbled backward, his arrogant sneer completely dissolving into raw and unfiltered panic.

He had expected an easy extraction. He had not realized that Vahn Ryker’s party members were walking anomalies themselves, armed with gear that defied the game’s standard scaling.

"Don’t fight the tank, you idiots!" Felix screamed, desperately backing toward the heavy oak doors.

"Target the little girl! Ignore the rest!"

The remaining eight assassins recalibrated. They abandoned their frontal assault on Sia and utilized their high level agility to scatter across the room.

They bounced off the walls, launched themselves off the ruined velvet sofas, and converged entirely on Hana.

"Snacks?" A tiny telepathic voice echoed through the chaotic room.

From the ceiling rafters, Kora dropped like a stone.

The crimson haired dragon girl had been napping, entirely hidden by her own passive camouflage.

She landed directly on the shoulders of an airborne assassin. She did not use a weapon. She unhinged her jaw, revealing rows of razor sharp obsidian teeth, and violently inhaled.

A localized gravitational vacuum formed instantly. The assassin’s stealth aura was aggressively ripped from his code, funneling directly into Kora’s mouth.

The rogue shrieked in absolute terror. His digital form destabilized as the dragon girl literally ate his mana pool.

He dropped to the floor like a puppet with cut strings, completely paralyzed.

"Crunchy." Kora announced, licking her lips.

Despite the casualties, the remaining assassins were closing in.

Sia was too far away to intercept all of them. Aria was burning through her mana to maintain the localized healing buffs, keeping Hana shielded from the ambient corrupted energy bleeding from Felix’s crystal.

"Vahn." Aria whispered into the Faction comms. Her emerald eyes tracked three assassins rapidly descending toward Hana. "They are overwhelming the physical perimeter. I need tactical support."

Eighty floors above them, Vahn Ryker’s deep purple eyes flared with blinding azure light.

He was trapped in the AI’s spatial quarantine, unable to physically bypass the locked matrix. But he did not need to be in the room to alter its rules.

"Hana." Vahn’s voice echoed through the digital link.

"You are the System Key. Your neural architecture is directly wired into the Spire’s root directory. Grant me proxy access to the White City’s automated defense grid." 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Hana hesitated for a moment. She did not panic as the assassins closed the distance. She simply swiped her hand across her holographic terminal.

"Proxy access granted, Brother. Rewrite them."

Vahn closed his eyes.

He channeled his massive reservoir of hoarded experience points, forcing his Architect’s Domain to project not from his physical body, but through the digital tether connecting him to his sister.

[System Override Initiated.]

[Target: White City Hub Automated Defenses.]

Outside the bank, the massive heavy caliber mana turrets that Vahn had installed to protect the commercial hub suddenly whirred to life.

But they did not aim outward at the apocalyptic wasteland. The heavy barrels swiveled inward, aiming directly at the reinforced glass windows of the penthouse.

"What is happening?" Felix gasped, staring through the glass as the turrets locked onto his position.

"You relied on stolen administrative codes, Felix." Vahn’s voice echoed directly through the room’s localized audio systems, stripping away all warmth.

"You thought you could hack my city. I am the Architect. I don’t hack the system. I own it."

[Modifying Turret Output.]

[Converting standard mana rounds to hyper condensed Void Energy.]

"Fire." Vahn commanded.

The glass windows shattered instantly.

The turrets did not fire explosive shells. They unleashed continuous sweeping beams of pure pitch black void energy.

The beams bypassed Sia, Aria, and Hana entirely. Their faction tags were perfectly whitelisted in Vahn’s targeting algorithms.

The assassins had no such protection.

The void beams swept across the room with terrifying precision. The high level stealth armor of the Evil Demons guild provided zero mitigation against raw data deletion.

The remaining assassins were instantly vaporized. Their digital avatars silently erased from the server without a single drop of blood hitting the floor.

In less than three seconds, the entire strike force was reduced to drifting blue pixels.

First Minister Felix fell to his knees, dropping the black crystal.

He stared at the empty space where his elite guards had just been, his mind completely failing to process the sheer god like retaliation he had just witnessed.

Sia walked forward, her heavy boots crunching against the shattered glass. She stopped in front of the trembling politician, her short sword resting casually against his throat.

"Target neutralized, Commander." Sia reported, her voice laced with deep undeniable satisfaction.

"Excellent work, Vanguard." Vahn replied over the comms. Secure the room. I am coming down."