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Chapter Nineteen: The Coming Death

Under the stimulation of the current, John Smith instantly lost his control over the mecha. At that moment, John Smith also understood why Stephen Crouch chose this church as the meeting place.

Just because this is his home court.

Here he and anyone's battle will be invincible.

Stephen almost broke his mecha's neck with a punch. Although John's own body was not completely intimate with the Doomsday mecha in the cockpit, so this almost cut-off injury did not have much impact on him.

The only thing that has the effect is the display screen that reports crazy errors, which prompts the multiple damages encountered by your mecha.

And Stephen Crouch's voice that was so sinister in his mind.

Simply put, that is four words.

"Do you want to die?"

You kept saying that you sacrificed your life to the country and were ready to die.

So now, I want to kill you, do you want to die?

Everyone says beautifully, what they want to die and what they are righteous.

When the cold death really appears before you, how many people can become tough?

Just like John Smith, he finally chose to escape instead of fighting these cruel ghouls to the end.

Then it was killed, and his own mecha was dismantled into parts to become their spare.

Then this time, John Smith came here again, and this time he had no way to escape.

And Stephen Crouch only wants his answer, his district server.

For Stephen Crouch, the most lusty thing in the world is too touched by the hypocritical knight who was full of empty justice and responsibility, kneeling in front of him for survival, willing to be his own dog.

The beauty of this feeling is why Stephen Crouch invited John to come here.

And once it comes, he will undoubtedly be defeated on the whole line.

It's like this and this moment.

John's mecha head struggled in the air for a while, and the electric sparks bloomed in the vacuum, and his voice also rang coldly: "Then you kill me."

"Kill you?" Stephen asked back with a hilarious look.

As he said this, he stretched out his hand and pressed John's mecha's shoulder as hard as pulling onions until he pulled John's mecha's head off the body of the mecha.

Countless lines were torn off, and the electric sparks flashed over the top due to various short circuits. The alarm bell in front of John Smith made a big fuss, and the whole person was completely in the dark.

Because the head of the Doomsday Mecha is not entirely a decoration, there are multiple sensors and radars installed there, and now that the head is pulled out and broken by Stephen, he will even lose his perception of the outside world.

In front of me was everything that was pitch black in the armored cabin. Usually, the vision in the mecha cabin was almost the position of the head. Through the sensor, everything outside was observed. Now that the head was destroyed, it means that John had completely cut off his vision. He only used his hearing and relied on the messenger to operate, so he could still hear Stephen's voice.

"You still have a chance now." Stephen's voice came coldly, as if a slim and cold poisonous snake entered John's eardrum, further sliding into his brain and heart.

After all, the panic caused by the other party directly imprisoning you into such a black prison, especially the shock of feeling the moment you lose the whole world.

Doomsday mecha was originally the only shell that all drivers rely on for survival, but now this shell is destroyed, which brings absolute weakness and helplessness.

"If you say now that you want to survive, then I have a way to fix you so that you can become a member of us, continue our careers in this world, and live."

"Living is the noblest reward I give you."

John shook his head and smiled: "What if I don't?"

"Then I will remove you piece by piece and let you die little by little in despair."

"I will remove all you have to do is the mecha cabin where you are, and then hang you on the bow of this battleship, so that everyone can see your death, feel your humility, and feel your despair."

"You'll be frozen to death a little bit because of your energy exhaustion."

"This is not an instant death, it is an extremely long process, but you have no chance of resisting at all, and you don't even have the chance to open the cabin hood and beg for death."

"You will die little by little, desperately, and in the process you reflect on everything you have experienced, reflect on your stupidity and stubbornness."

"But at that time, I will not give you another chance, or a chance to reform and become a new person."

"You have the last chance to choose now, before I remove your whole body."

While saying this, John could also feel the trembling of his body and see his body parts missing piece by piece on the current display screen.

Stephen Crouch was tearing his mecha in front of him like a hairy crab full of armor. He first broke his arms and threw them aside, and then two mechanical legs.

He was placed flat on the ground, feeling his face facing down through the gravity.

He saw Stephen Crouch continue to dismantle, dismantling the propulsion device on his back and other weapon systems.

Such a long dismemberment lasted for quite a long time, and it was felt that Stephen Crouch was very enjoying this period.

This wonderful time of revenge or murder.

It was not until the end that Stephen finally stopped.

"You have one last chance to kneel down and beg for mercy," he said, "I will go out soon and hang you on the bow outside to see what kind of humiliating and meaningless death this stupid and proud knight will eventually face."

John started to laugh.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

The laughter was light at first, but in the end, it became louder and louder.

Smiling passionately.

Stephen was finally surprised.

He didn't expect John to laugh.

Faced with such death, he could even laugh.

"Why are you laughing?" Stephen asked coldly, and he raised John's cylindrical mecha pod with one hand: "Believe it or not, I can crush you in my hands now."

"I believe it." John stopped laughing.

"I just wanted to come over and see with my own eyes how ugly beasts and ghouls my comrades turned into."

John said so.

"You did not disappoint me."

"Stephen Crouch."

In fact, when John said the first sentence, Stephen felt that his whole body was stiff and unable to move.

It was not that he was stiff and unable to move, but that the entire mecha began to reject his instructions and reject every move of his movement.

"What did you do?" Stephen said in fear.

"It's just a virus." John said quietly.
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