What was I going to do?
Bitterness filled Mu Fan's eyes.
He naturally knew what would happen to him once the Gravity Domain shattered.
Titan Ancient and he would both completely dissipate within this space filled with Zerg.
But...
Mu Fan coughed up blood, and his aura suddenly became dangerous and crazed.
His fingers slowly rose and covered an inconspicuous area on the control panel.
"Black, from here on... whether we live or die is up to fate. I'm not afraid of death. I just suddenly miss her."
His calm voice spoke words Black did not understand.
Miss her? Who?
"My lord, from the moment this mecha was designed, Nuonuo's purpose was to protect you with everything she had. So even if it ceases to exist in the end, as long as you are safe and sound, Nuonuo will be satisfied."
That spirited young girl, looking up with her delicate and innocent figure, appeared before his eyes once again.
The card left in his hand when they parted still carried the fragrance of its owner.
Black did not know about that card, and Mu Fan had always kept it close to his body.
He had never thought there would come a day when he would need to use such a method.
In Mu Fan's view, this method should never have existed on this mecha. Its meaning was more a reflection of Nuonuo's crystal-pure heart.
Yet things always happened when you believed they could never happen.
The out-of-control Titan Ancient Mecha spun as it flew forward. The intense pain in Mu Fan's chest had left him unable to breathe smoothly.
Amid Black's bewilderment, Mu Fan bared his teeth in a miserable smile.
"What do you think would happen if the Recoil Cannon's effect were amplified a hundredfold?"
"Huh? A hundred