What followed the fracture of Central Pylon 00 was not a local collapse. It was a world-size chain reaction of sound and crystal-clear blast.
The sixty-eight thousand Newtons of striking force Tie Shan had driven into the shear nexus didn’t fade. Trapped inside a brittle, deadlocked lattice with zero elastic damping, the blast wave propagated along the internal green jade bus lines at twelve thousand meters per second. The speed of sound in crystal-clear jade.
Every logic gate, every routing channel, and every memory register embedded within the pylon exploded at the same time from the inside out.
BOOM.
Central Pylon 00 didn’t crumble into boulders. The five-hundred-arm-length monolith blew up into a blinding cloud of over ten million cubic feet of fine white crystal-clear powder and razor-sharp jade gravel that shot upward into the stratosphere like an erupting volcano.
Lin Tao raised his left arm, shielding his face behind Captain Wu’s star-iron plate as a pouring hail of jade gravel hammered against the metal like heavy musket fire.
The deep ring blast wave is crossing the entire five-hundred-li outer edge, Lin Tao recorded in awe as the tracking data cascaded across his vision. The destruction of the central spreading bus has uncoupled every leftover pylon. The entire Nine-Dragon Firewall is crumbling.
