Chapter 647: Loccy Bears Thunder

Loccy planted her feet on the main viaduct span and felt the Incarnation’s pressure gather beneath the roadbed.

Lightning flickered within the swirling violet squall, casting eerie shadows across the cracked masonry of the main roadbed.

Loccy stood directly in the center of the threatened arch, her colossal war mallet resting head-down upon the flags.

Her four Wings flared with radiant amber brilliance, casting a warm golden perimeter ten yards around her frame.

The girl rolled her shoulders, feeling the thick calluses on her palms bite into the grooved ashwood grip.

She knew every foot of this bridge after carrying structural replacement beams for the engineers three days ago.

Ahead of her, the clouds boiled with violent fury as a colossal physical extension of the Choral Incarnation materialized.

It took the shape of an immense battering ram forged from hardened alloy and compacted sound waves, suspended from the storm.

"They want to snap the central pillar," Loccy murmured, feeling the foundational tremors through the soles of her feet.

"If the central arch collapses... all three tracing towers will slide into the canyon like dropped marbles!"

Behind her, the auxiliary repair crews worked frantically to clear detached rubble and severed timber braces from the roadway.

"Clear the loose stones!" she yelled back over her shoulder, her voice booming over the whistling storm winds.

"I can only anchor what is physically connected to the foundation... anything disconnected will fall right through!"

The engineers hauled the broken debris away with ropes, clearing the deck so her Worldbearer domain could bond with the bedrock.

With a deafening sonic roar, the Incarnation’s siege driver lunged forward from the clouds, accelerating down the gorge.

The multi-ton ram struck the western face of the arch with catastrophic force, threatening to pulverize the masonry into dust.

"Worldbearer!" Loccy shouted, planting her feet into the stone and thrusting her hands against the bridge’s main curb.

A blinding web of golden geometric anchors rippled through the masonry, locking the entire central span into a unified mass.

The sheer physical force of the impact washed through her muscular frame, sending shocks of searing agony through her shoulders.

Blood welled from her split lip, but her knees did not bend by so much as a single millimeter.

She absorbed the multi-ton shockwave into her own spiritual meridians, venting the excess energy into the canyon bedrock below.

The bridge shuddered under the strain, but the arch held absolute and unbroken against the divine onslaught.

"My turn to swing!" she roared, wrenching her war mallet from the stone with a burst of fierce, joyful fury.

The embodied siege driver attempted to withdraw into the clouds, preparing a second strike against the trembling structure.

Loccy did not give it the chance, surging forward across the roadway like an unstoppable golden juggernaut.

She channeled the stored structural impact from the bridge into the head of her hammer, igniting the steel with blinding amber fire.

She leaped twenty feet into the air, bringing her mallet down in a devastating two-handed overhead smash.

The enchanted hammer struck the siege driver’s central harmonic harness with the concussive force of an erupting volcano.

The alloy plating buckled instantly, shattering the internal acoustic conduits and severing the Incarnation’s physical tether.

The crippled driver plunged over the side of the viaduct, smashing against the river boulders below in a cascade of scrap metal.

The shattered components of the siege ram dangled harmlessly over the precipice, swinging in the mountain wind like dead chimes.

Across the reinforced archway, civilian repair crews cleared away loose gravel and shattered masonry, securing the roadway for the coming counter-assault.

[ Battle log: Divine siege driver neutralized! ]

[ Strategic span defense completed successfully! ]

[ Divine summon Loccy gains: +10,000,000 EXP! ]

[ Loccy current status: 4 Wings, 30,000,000 / 37,500,000 EXP! ]

A massive wave of steady celestial energy washed through Loccy’s meridians, solidifying her fourth Wing into blazing perfection.

She stood atop the central span, leaning on her hammer as she exhaled a long breath of steam into the twilight air.

"Thirty million toward Wing Five," she whispered with a proud, tired grin, touching her aching shoulder with satisfaction.

Familiar footsteps echoed from the western approach road as Hajin arrived, accompanied by Vella and Ferra.

The summoner looked over the intact bridge, the stabilized tracing lines, and the bruised young warrior with profound relief.

Vella immediately stepped forward with gentle urgency, placing glowing healing palms against Loccy’s strained shoulder muscles.

"Minor ligament stress and superficial bruising," the healer announced, soothing the swollen joints with cool green light.

"Your skeletal structure is completely intact, but you must avoid lifting large siege engines for the rest of the night."

"No promises," Loccy chuckled, leaning her head back as the soothing herbal mana reduced the throbbing ache.

The young warrior took the freshly baked honey pastry that Hajin pulled from his travel pouch with an appreciative giggle.

She took a massive bite, closing her eyes as the sweet almond glaze melted across her tongue in pure bliss.

Loccy happily munched on her sweet pastry, resting her head against Hajin’s arm with affectionate and relaxed pride.

"You held this arch against their greatest weapon," the summoner praised, gently wiping a smudge of soot from her cheek.

"All three tracing stations remain perfectly aligned for tomorrow’s final circuit... you did an incredible job."

"You carry the weight of our whole world when you stand on that line, Loccy," Hajin said with deep and affectionate sincerity.

"I told you I could hold it, summoner," she mumbled around a mouthful of pastry, leaning contentedly against his bicep.

"Next time they bring a hammer... tell them to bring a much bigger one!"

The repair workers cheered from the surrounding parapets, raising their wrenches and hammers in salute to the young powerhouse.

The civil engineers bowed respectfully toward the young demihuman warrior, saluting her unmatched courage with raised lanterns.

The evening stars blinked into view between the drifting storm clouds, reflecting in the dark water of the gorge.

Ferra inspected the anchor joints along the curb, nodding in professional admiration at the clean distribution of structural load.

"Not a single hair-thin fracture along the bedrock seam," the smith reported, tapping the stone with her knuckles.

"The girl anchored this arch so cleanly that the foundations are stronger than before the ram struck."

High above the secured viaduct, the celestial broadcast interface was flooded with an avalanche of admiring messages.

[ Seoul_Tactician: "TEN MILLION EXP FOR LOCCY! She is at 30M / 37.5M, closing in on Wing Five with terrifying speed!" ]

[ StarlightScholar: "Anchoring only the connected span and venting the impact into the bedrock... true Worldbearer mastery!" ]

[ IronVanguard: "That overhead hammer smash completely annihilated the siege driver! Loccy’s physical strength is god-tier!" ]

[ HearthKeeper: "Seeing her happily munching honey pastries while resting her head on Hajin’s arm... my heart is so full!" ]

[ ShadowMage44: "Marshal Thenn is pushing the northern approach. Hajin, hold him away from the wagons!" ]

Loccy smiled sleepily, feeling the steady, reassuring warmth of Hajin’s presence as the night breeze whispered across the span.

Ferra set a chalk mark at the repaired arch and asked the engineers to compare it with the old fracture line.

"The bridge can carry the supply carts again," she said, "but keep the heavy engines off until I test the pins."

Loccy accepted that limit with a tired nod, unwilling to ask the stone to bear a load nobody checked for safety. ℯ

"No engines until Ferra clears the pins," Loccy repeated to the nearest wagon driver.

The bridge was saved, her fourth Wing was nearly mastered, and the enemy’s brute force failed once again.