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Chapter 79 Chekhov's Whale Cry

Johnston?

Lin Chen smiled faintly amidst the torrential rain.

It seems that Captain England mistook him for Optimus Prime.

Lin Chen rubbed his aching arm. He felt his muscles had become like stone, and there was a possibility that they would collapse at any moment.

We must deal with him as soon as possible.

Lin Chen didn't waste words with the British captain. He picked up his axe, spun around twice, and charged towards the demigod.

Seeing Lin Chen charging towards him, the British captain let out a low growl and slammed his hands on the ground—

"boom!"

One after another, steel bars pierced through the ground, heading towards Lin Chen from all directions.

Lin Chen swung his hand axe repeatedly, cutting through the steel bars one by one. Then, as he approached Captain England, he leaped down and chopped at the top of his head.

"Buzz!"

The hand axe hovered above Captain England's skull, blocked by magnetism!

Lin Chen had been waiting for this moment when he would use magnetic force.

He effortlessly released the hand axe and punched the unsuspecting English captain in the face—

"clang!"

The English captain's skin exploded, revealing his rusty cheekbones: metal seemed to have gnawed away at his bones and replaced them.

"clang!"

The English captain headbutted Lin Chen, sending him staggering back dozens of steps.

Lin Chen stood up, shook his aching wrist, and looked at the British captain who was convulsing.

He identified Captain England's weakness: the guy was basically unable to do anything else while using his powers.

Lin Chen had already noticed this from the time in the bunker: Captain England could sometimes block bullets, and sometimes he couldn't, so he had to carry a shield for protection.

That punch just now further convinced Lin Chen that Captain England was a completely one-dimensional being.

Even now, in this... second stage? When manipulating the steel reinforcement group, he can only give all the steel reinforcements a general direction, and he can't manipulate each one in detail.

It seems that the gamma range really has reached its limit.

"Why don't they love me?!" Captain England yelled. "Damn it!!!"

"I've been wanting to complain for a while now. Why don't you change your name to Captain West Coast? Does that make sense..." Lin Chen sighed. "It's about time to wrap this up."

He had already figured out a way to take down Captain England.

"Ahhhhh!"

Captain England roared as the steel bars twisted in his hands, gradually forming the shape of a longsword.

No, that's not steel bars anymore, that's his bones.

Grabbing his iron-clad longsword, Captain England roared and charged toward Lin Chen.

Lin Chen flicked his wrist, and a revolver shotgun was projected, aimed at the British captain—

"Bang!"

The moment the single-headed armor-piercing projectile was launched, a magnetic force held it in place, suspending it in mid-air.

Captain England just took one of these things and knows how painful it is, so he will definitely use his ability to stop it.

And that's exactly what Lin Chen was waiting for—

"call--"

As he fired the shot, Lin Chen suddenly threw out the hand axe that had just been projected.

The armor-piercing single-shot had barely stopped in mid-air when the hand axe swept past it, spinning through the downpour towards Captain England's head—

"Click!"

"Ahhh! Ahhhh!"

The English captain's only remaining eye was also cut out, and he fell to his knees, screaming in agony.

Lin Chen raised his revolver shotgun and fired a series of shots at his chest—

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Six buckshots blasted into the English captain's chest in quick succession, riddling him with holes.

When the sixth bullet hit, black liquid gushed out: Captain England's heart had shattered.

Lin Chen discarded the revolver shotgun, projected a hand axe again, and charged towards Captain England.

Just then, the entire building shook, and the ground began to crack.

Lin Chen staggered, steadied himself, and looked at the demigod not far away.

Two dark blue tears slid down his cheeks, and the rusty bones on his body grew wildly like thorns, soon bursting through his body.

"Uh...I...uh...ah..."

Captain England's physique soon ceased to resemble that of a human; steel formed a new outline, with only a chest cavity and head vaguely discernible.

At the same time, the building shook more and more violently, and Lin Chen finally realized what was happening:

After losing his sight, Captain England's attention became completely focused, even more so than before.

Therefore, he was able to concentrate all his abilities on this building!

He wanted to die together with Lin Chen!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The building's steel structure began to tear through the concrete, drilling through floors and converging towards the roof.

The ground beneath Lin Chen's feet was cracked and broken, and he had to keep dodging to barely keep himself from falling.

He must be dealt with immediately...

Lin Chen projected a revolver shotgun, but just as he was about to aim, the shotgun exploded into metal shavings.

He tried several times until his arms were covered in wounds before finally giving up.

He tried to approach Captain England, but every time he got close, several steel bars would burst out of the ground and block his way.

And as soon as he tears those steel bars, new steel bars will appear.

Should we retreat?

Lin Chen took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

Zhanyi should have already left; if she retreats, it will leave a mess for the foundation...

But if this building were to collapse... how many people would die?

The residents in the building may have already started evacuating when the previous explosion occurred. What if the building collapsed and hit the hotel next door?

What if the people on the street didn't have time to evacuate?

An unexpected disaster... just like what happened at the Iron Cape...

We must not retreat.

Lin Chen exhaled a breath of scalding hot air, feeling his muscles being torn apart.

After fighting for so long, the excruciating pain from the projected sky had actually subsided considerably... or perhaps it had gone numb from the pain.

Let's go then!

Lin Chen crouched down, jumped, and soared over the steel obstacles into the sky.

Almost simultaneously, a string of steel bars came hurtling in—

"Buzz—"

Lin Chen projected Captain England's shield and held it in front of him, thus avoiding being pierced by the steel bars.

Even so, he was still trapped in mid-air by those steel bars.

Looking down from mid-air, Captain England's chest cavity was open, and between his interlocking ribs, a dark blue heart was shimmering.

"Come with me to hell!"

Captain England roared, and iron spikes appeared all around him as he used his magnetic field perception to aim at Lin Chen in mid-air.

Just then, the rooftop door was kicked open:

"Lin Chen!"

Upon hearing the sound, Captain England sensed Li Zhanyi and the sniper rifle in her hand!

The sniper rifle fired a whale-sound round that pierced through him.

Instinctively, Captain England manipulated the magnetic force, tearing the gun from Li Zhanyi's hand!

Almost simultaneously, he heard a soft chuckle:

"goodbye."

Captain England looked up and sensed that Lin Chen, whom he had bound in mid-air, was holding an RSH-12 revolver!

It was Li Zhanyi who threw it to him!

The demigod failed to notice Li Zhanyi throwing the gun at Lin Chen, assuming the girl had returned to die.

However, being single-threaded, he was no longer able to switch to manipulating the metal in Lin Chen's hand—

"Waaah————"

A clear yet ethereal whale cry echoed through the downpour, a beam of deep blue tearing through the rain curtain.

Last time, Lin Chen aimed the same gun at Captain England, but failed to pull the trigger in time.

And this time...

"Pfft!"

With a burst of ethereal blue light, the bullet struck the British captain's exposed heart!

"Click... Ah..."

The demigod suddenly tilted his head back, his flesh and blood boiling, and he spat out a dark blue substance.

The rapidly growing steel suddenly stopped, and then, amidst cracking sounds, it continued to crumble and explode, turning into a pile of iron scraps.

Lin sank to the ground, raised his head, and looked at the small iron mound not far away.

Amidst the torrential rain, Captain England's upper body slumped atop the Iron Hill, a dark blue liquid flowing from his chest cavity, gradually transforming into bubbles suspended in the air.

he died.

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