Silver Fantasy said coldly, "There is no room for discussion."
Lynn was amused.
"Don't tell , Miss Intelligence Machine, you think I'm discussing this with you? Rember your position. You are a prisoner in my hands right now. We are not negotiating; we are interrogating. *I* am interrogating *you*. Do you think you have any room to refuse?"
Lynn adjusted his monocle seriously.
Silver Fantasy's eyes instantly flashed with anger as she said,
"You said you wouldn't do anything else to !"
Lynn spread his hands helplessly. "Yes, but you're not cooperating. That's why I said it's difficult. However, if you just speak obediently, what I said earlier still stands."
Silver Fantasy raged, "In your dreams!"
*Boom—*
Another max-power M Fist instantly landed on her body once more.
[Ding! Silver Fantasy's xx-degree 20!]
[Ding! Silver Fantasy's xx-degree 19!]
Silver Fantasy trembled, her eyes filled with fury and humiliation. If she were a flesh-and-blood creature, she would probably be on the verge of breaking down right now.
When had the lofty her ever been treated like this by anyone before!
It made her wish she could tear the guy in front of her to shreds imdiately!
"No hurry, Miss Intelligence Machine. You will talk. We have a very long ti to waste."
"You devil!" she cried out in shaful anger.
*Boom—*
Her words had just finished when another of Lynn's M Fist strikes landed on her.
This forced her to let out another agonized scream.
This was the benefit of the curse backlash; it allowed him to continuously gain M Fist charge, enabling constant conversion and release.
Then, for the next dozen or so minutes,
Lynn locked onto that chanical Girl, continuously releasing attacks on her while simultaneously interrogating her.
One punch.
Two punches.
Ten punches.
At first, Silver Fantasy could still angrily resist him with words, but clearly, her stockpile of profanities wasn't extensive. She just cycled through the sa few words: "devil," "bastard."
Moreover, she had no idea that in Lynn's dictionary, these words carried a complintary aning.
Later on, she no longer even had the strength to speak. Initially, she could endure in silence, but under that terrible assault, her spirit quickly reached the brink of collapse.
And without a doubt, her will also nearly crumbled under his continuous attacks.
While Lynn truly had no intentions regarding her,
he had to admit,
her voice was really quite pleasant. It was a cold, chanical-style female voice, giving people an indescribably wicked feedback.
*Boom—*
Another powerful M Fist strike.
Silver Fantasy's consciousness was once again scattered into pieces, her body stiffened, and she suddenly went limp, utterly devoid of strength, weakly bound by the chains, teetering on the very edge of a breakdown.
Lynn pinched her chin, tilting his head.
"Still not planning to talk? Miss Intelligence Machine, it's been over a hundred punches already."
Silver Fantasy's entire body was limp. She hung her head, hair cascading down, her expression one of extre exhaustion. Her lips parted weakly, and finally, she could endure no more.
"Let go... please..."
Her voice carried a hint of pleading.
Clearly, for such a determined, cold, and proud chanical Girl to beg for rcy, Lynn's M Fist had undoubtedly been maxed out.
Without a doubt, making those cold, proud girls abandon their dignity and submit to you held a kind of perverse sense of achievent.
Without a doubt.
Her spirit was basically on the verge of being completely crushed by Lynn.
Lynn said, "Are you begging for rcy? Then what about you chasing and trying to kill for so long?"
Silver Fantasy had clearly lost her previous arrogance. Her blue eyes held only silent grief. The cold expression she tried hard to maintain had almost been shattered.
"I'm sorry..."
She bit her lip, uttering those three words weakly and dazedly.
This was sothing she absolutely could not have said before. Even to the Sovereign who gave birth to her will, she would never apologize when encountering disagreents.
Because she had been proud since her birth.
Even the Supre Unit known as "Silver Fantasy" was a chanical body specially crafted for her. When had she ever been... like this... by the flesh-and-blood creatures she had always rejected and despised...
"I didn't hear that clearly. Say it again."
Lynn said.
Her body trembled noticeably, but her last shred of reason made her bite her lip hard, unwilling to repeat those three words.
But Lynn didn't indulge her either, delivering another M Fist to her.
*Boom—*
Her voice was as faint as a cicada's chirp. The ntal exhaustion left her almost without the strength to make a sound.
"Why..."
"Why must it be like this..."
And once again, the System's prompt sounded in Lynn's ear.
[Ding! Congratulations! You have triggered the hidden quest in the Evil Path series: The Fallen chanical Girl.]
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