John, originally shielded by Alona, immediately rolled over, placing his hand on her shoulder.

Igdrasir erupted with brute force, directly pushing her out of the strike zone.

Alona spun in the air.

Boom, crack...

All sorts of gruesome sounds erupted behind her. As soon as she landed and turned her head, she was splattered with blood.

The Big Ghost's powered foot crushed half of John's body. The mechanical arm smashed into the floor, just centimeters from John's head, and the debris covered half of his face.

John's entire eye socket was red.

His chest heaved violently, breath interrupted by coughs, blood seeping from his mouth, nostrils, and eyes.

His pupils contracted and dilated.

His face was filled with the shock of impending death.

The Big Ghost withdrew its arm.

John's body moved slightly with it.

He was bleeding profusely, ribs and spine exposed to the air, his field of vision filled with black-and-white noise, his vitals display showed everything below the chest was red...

The Big Ghost saw his face and acted immediately.

It quickly raised its hand to punch, unwilling to waste time accumulating force, wanting only to crush him in the fastest and most ruthless way possible.

John truly felt death.

The alloy arm was raised, attempting to block.

His arm crashed against the sharp alloy at the end of the Power Armor's arm, paused for about a second, then was completely obliterated.

John's prosthetic limb was forcefully pressed into the floor amidst the metal sparks from the friction—inside, the bundles of muscle snapped like rubber bands, and the data cables bounced onto his chest.

The Big Ghost was right next to John.

They faced each other.

John clearly saw the murderer before dying:

Inside the cockpit, the shattered holographic screen emitted a red glow, illuminating Ironfoot Kunbu's vicious and terrifying face—a white male with hollow cheeks and prominent cheekbones.

A mix of coolant, hydraulic fluid, and blood dripped down onto John's face from the helmet of the Power Armor.

Death was a slow yet swift process.

John almost instinctively grabbed the data cable on his chest and plugged it into the Big Ghost's neck.

This area of armor had been shattered by Alona's kinetic sniper earlier.

There were many maintenance ports.

John's data cable smoothly connected to a protruding hardware port.

An electric current sizzled half a meter out.

Black Light went berserk in an instant.

A terrifying data surge, in less than half a breath, rushed into the interior of the Power Armor along that tiny data line.

John's vision was flooded by data under the scanning mode.

His consciousness seemed to endlessly collide against a slick, hard wall, observing the happenings inside the cockpit from another perspective.

Kunbu let out a hoarse roar, trembling and struggling all over.

Numerous data lines inside the Power Armor connected to him from different corners, like scalding shackles tightly binding body and soul.

The Super Sensing Chip and Pain Editor were burned by Black Light.

The intense mental shock and physical pressure simultaneously crushed Kunbu, and he was ultimately burned into a charred corpse by the high-voltage current.

Bam, bam bam!

Almost the moment Alona landed, she pulled out her gun and fired. The bullets didn't cause any noticeable damage to the surface of the Power Armor.

She activated the Sianweistan to flash back, only to see:

Black smoke billowed around the Big Ghost Mecha, the rotating knobs slowing down, the engine noise muted, and its body slowly becoming limp, seemingly entering standby mode.

Alona's full-force charge toppled it.

The giant device lay still and rigid on the floor.

[The carrier's vital signs are exceedingly poor, searching for emergency procedures, parameter error...]

John's spine snapped.

The Graphene Chip in his mind was pushed to its limit by Black Light.

Signals poured in from all sources, regulating every hormone that could be mobilized within him, helping him stay conscious.

Alona's artificial eye flickered.

She seemed to be seeking help, but upon failing, immediately stood up, flashed around the room swiftly, and jabbed all the collected reagent syringes into John's neck.

Alona knelt in the pool of blood, listening to the heartbeat.

The next second.

Without a moment's pause, she stood up, operated on the nearby equipment platform, attempting to find a way to communicate with the outside in the signal-blocked environment, or a trophy that could save John's life.

John couldn't move anything.

All he could feel was the searing heat in his chest, his vision filled with red lines, staring directly at the ceiling of the hall.

The cameras on the walls were slowly moving.

They zoomed and focused, scanning him, seemingly also checking Ironfoot Kunbu's condition.

There was a third consciousness present in the room.

Alona suddenly lost access to the console.

Thinking she had pressed something wrong, she saw countless documents and files sweeping past her face, followed by long progress bars loading.

Every screen displayed different content.

Clang, clang, clang.

The lights above lit up row by row.

The thick mechanical arms suspended around the walls flexed and began autonomously moving by some command, slowly extending downward...

A hidden sliding door was exposed on the wall.

It hissed open, cold wind and mist gushing out from the gap, under the clustering of light strips and electronic equipment, exposing a prosthetic embedded on the wall.

It's a human spine made of dark gray matte alloy.

The main structure sprawled various fine, elongated tendrils, with multiple interfaces and expansion link slots amidst...

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