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Is the death row plan really perfect? Even the so-called death row plan is really necessary?

Gareth thought about the future of Old Turin, but suddenly realized that the envisioned future had already gone astray. It moved towards a dark road, and he had no chance to restore it.

“Probably… you know, I am not very good at planning,” Percival said seriously, she is only good at executing orders, “what do you say, what do I do.”

“Can you carry out my orders with absolute loyalty?”

Gareth looked at her. He was not Arthur, but as the garrison of the Broken Dome, he also had the power to order the Knight Commanders.

“Of course,” Percival couldn’t understand why Gareth was suddenly like this, “isn’t this as it should be by rights?”

“Absolutely loyal, there is no room for doubt, even blindly loyal?”

Gareth continued to ask, his eyes were fiery, and he was eager to get something from Percival.

Percival realized that there was something wrong with Gareth, she put away her smile, and asked seriously.

“What are you questioning? Gareth.”

This familiar colleague has always been very stable, so he can sensibly control the entire Old Turin through Broken Dome and make the various departments of the cleansing agency run at full speed.

“It’s not right, it’s not right, Percival.”

Gareth chanted repeatedly, he felt that he was about to find, to find the loophole that he hadn’t noticed.

“Death Cell, Old Turin, Riot Suppressor, Demon…”

The direction of the battle was continuously evolving in his mind, and finally Gareth denied everything.

“It’s not necessary at all.”

As time goes by, Gareth, like Lorenzo, feels more and more uneasy, but unlike Lorenzo, Lorenzo himself “privately” formulated a new plan, while Gareth was in the unknown. Feeling flustered.

“There is something wrong with “Death Cell”. Why should we build a shelter in Old Turin? Just because it is in our core? Obviously there are more suitable and hidden places.”

Hearing Gareth’s words, Percival’s mind seemed to have a thunder passing by. She seemed to have been pacing in a small circle before, and following Gareth’s words, the small circle opened a gap. Let Percival get out of the misunderstanding of thinking.

She felt a chill and couldn’t help shaking.

“I can understand the war in Old Turin, where we can quickly deploy troops. As long as important departments do not fall, we can fight with Demon in this city for a few months, but… but…” [19459002 ]

Gareth could hear the faint cracking sound, and what had been blocking him was about to break.

“The author of the death row plan was Lorenzo Holmes.”

Percival has a serious expression and his eyes are full of tension. The origin of all these weirdness is due to this plan, and the planner is Lorenzo.

“Are you suspicious of Lorenzo?” she asked.

“Lorenzo…”

Gareth recalled the guy named Lorenzo Holmos. Because of the Broken Dome, Gareth had almost never had close contact with Lorenzo, the longest communication between the two in the impression. , Also when the madman drove away from Old Turin in an airship.

He began to doubt Lorenzo, but thinking of what Lorenzo had done, Gareth felt that he shouldn’t doubt it.

“I don’t know, but the more I implement it, the more I find it is wrong, and more importantly, it seems that no one else has noticed this,” Gareth moved towards his office, “For example, you, you also Didn’t realize these vulnerabilities exist, did they?”

“The death row plan seems to be fine, but after careful consideration, it still has too many loopholes, and how can loopholes exist in the cleansing agency?”

Gareth became more afraid as he thought about it.

“The most important thing is, Percival, do you remember that you participated in the discussion of the plan?”

Percival froze in the original place.

Yes, the death row plan involves the entire Old Turin. This important matter should be planned for a long time. But in Percival’s memory, the death row plan suddenly appeared without warning, and everyone believed the plan. , Proceeding blindly.

“This is… what’s going on?”

Percival muttered to himself.

Gareth extended the hand, landing on the doorknob, he just wanted to unscrew the office, and thought of something, whispered.

“Zuojin ……”

The face of the old man appeared in his mind, this strange Nine Summers person, with a slight smile on his face whenever he was wearing a fake mask.

Gareth realized the key to all this, and it was at this time that he opened the door of the office.

There was a cold wind blowing.

I saw the glass shattered, and a stranger was sitting in his place among the slag all over the floor. There was also a sword blade with distorted iron ash that looked like a long nail.

No words or prompts are needed. The first moment Gareth saw this man, his instinct from in the depth of one’s soul was screaming harshly. It was warning Arthur. , Urging him to escape.

“Who!”

Percival also saw the intruding stranger. She drew her pistol, pointed the muzzle at the stranger, ready to pull the trigger at any time.

“It turns out…that’s the way…”

Gareth muttered to himself while standing in the original place.

At the moment when he saw the stranger, Gareth not only had inner fear, but also the pure white that burst in an instant.

The dusty mystery collapsed, revealing its original appearance.

He clearly understood everything. In this moment, all the conspiracies and tricks showed him the original truth.

This is the real “death row”.

Gareth couldn’t help sighing for Lorenzo, he even wanted to clap his hands and applaud the choice made by this mental illness, but… he didn’t seem to have a chance to praise Lorenzo.

“Run!”

Gareth pushed Percival away, shouting.

“Believe in it, absolutely and blindly believe in death row!”

“What?”

There is no answer. In Percival’s puzzled eyes, Gareth smashed the siren placed at the door with a punch, and smashed it with the glass cover.

drenched with blood, the piercing alarm sounded throughout the Broken Dome.

People were stunned at first, staring blankly at all around, not knowing what to do.

This is Broken Dome, Pure Land, which has not been touched by Demon since the beginning of its establishment, and the alarm is the same, almost never sounded.

But soon, they were nervous and fearful.

This is the core of the cleansing agency, and now the core has been invaded.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down. The two looked at each other. In each other’s eyes, with the tacit understanding of years of work, they knew each other’s intentions.

Percival’s expression was so unbearable, but he didn’t hesitate.

She looked at Gareth stubbornly, remembering his appearance, her back silhouette stabilized with the angrily stomped soles, Percival’s silhouette bounced up, fast, and she turned her head without looking back. The end of the corridor ran wildly.

At the same time, the heavy gates began to fall, blocking the locations where the alarm sounded one by one.

“So decisive, are you Arthur?”

The stranger got up, stood in the original place, and looked at Gareth with a smile.

Gareth shook his head. He was in a calm mood at the moment. Perhaps he was too scared. He could no longer feel other emotions. Even the so-called fear became pale and numb.

“No, Arthur is not often here,” Gareth looked at the stranger, “You can call me Gareth.”

He took a deep breath, calling the name of the devil.

“Roger Cruz.”

Roger looked a little surprised when he heard Gareth call out his name. He picked up the spike and said in confusion.

“Should we have never seen it?”

“As Lorenzo said, Ed Lun kills people very quickly. He usually doesn’t talk nonsense. Roger is the one who talks a lot of nonsense.” Gareth said calmly.

While speaking, his hand slowly moved to his waist, trying to touch the gun stuck in his waist.

“Lorenzo? Oh, the one who holds [Final Echo]?”

Under the information that Watson deliberately leaked, this information was already known to Roger, but Gareth, who didn’t know everything about it, felt a burst of pressure at this time. He didn’t expect Lorenzo to be exposed so quickly.

Before absolute power, their tricks became pale.

“Huh? Do you want to resist? I can give you this opportunity.”

Roger noticed Gareth’s little movement and didn’t care at all.

Just as at the end of the world, he missed Lorenzo a horse, he likes to give people a chance, a chance to fight fairly.

Just like smelting metals, no matter what kind of fire you experience, there will be a trace of impurities after all, so is Roger. No matter how impregnated by the unspeakable, there is still a trace of “Roger Cruze”. will.

If I am wrong, then try to deny me.

Gareth shook the head, he said with a bitter smile.

“I have no chance of winning, just in vain.”

“Try it, anyway, this is the end of your life,” Roger encouraged.

Gareth remained unmoved, next moment The sharp noise cut his eardrums, the crooked spikes reflected in his eyes, continuously zooming in, moved towards Gareth threw.

The spike pierced the wall, and Gareth smashed out of the office in the smoke and dust. After the alarm, the place was completely sealed. There were not many places to escape, and he could only run in vain.

“Yes! That’s it. I have seen a lot of people like you. They all looked down on death. When death came, I couldn’t help but wailing and begging for mercy.”

Roger took off the spikes, walked out of the office, and followed Gareth.

He likes this, watching these guys uphold the ideals, collapse and wailing under the threat of death, discarding all the so-called dignity and morality, leaving only a sad soul begging for mercy.

Gareth gasped, he was like a dirty mouse, avoiding rays of light.

He raised his pistol, moved towards and fired back behind him. Roger didn’t even mean to block. The bullet fell on the dark armor and bounced sparks.

This feels terrible, and Gareth knows exactly what Roger is doing.

He is playing with his own life, wanting to see the various inferiorities that he has produced under the weight of death. He is looking forward to his own collapse and his own wailing.

Too bad, the last time Gareth felt like this in his life, he was still locked up in jail, when his future was gloomy…but that time he waited for Percival.

What about this time?

“Sure enough, my luck has always been bad.”

Gareth mumbled half-jokingly, counting the remaining bullets, he grasped the extent of the chase, and let Roger play as much as he could.

He watched his hysterical resistance, and when Roger was tired, it was his time to die.

The time of death is approaching.

Gareth stopped, turned around, arranged his clothes under Roger’s gaze, and made himself look as neat as possible.

“Just give up like that?” Roger asked.

The spike came again through the air, passing along Gareth’s cheek, the hideous scar burst, and his left eye was plunged into scarlet inside.

Gareth did not regress, he endured the pain and stood firmly in the original place.

“The ten seconds you fought for, just made you decide to give up completely?” Roger was a little bit disappointed, “So… the so-called’Knight Commander’ is just like this? It’s really disappointing, then you next What do you want to say, beg for mercy?”

In Roger’s eyes, Gareth was just a sad maggot. He thought there would be a happy hunting, but after only a few steps, the prey was completely overwhelmed by the pressure, and he began to doubt Garey. Did Si get this post through the back door?

“So sublimation is right. Abandon these inferiorities and become a greater existence.”

Roger whispered, hypnotizing himself like a spell.

“No, I just decided something in these ten seconds… Just like you said, many people look down on death, but when death really comes, they will still shake.”

Gareth laughed at himself. He had tried very hard to keep his hands from shaking, but his hands were still shaking, and he couldn’t even hold the gun.

He stayed in Broken Dome for too long, so long as he was in the comfort of the film, he had forgotten the fear of death.

“It’s easy to say, but it’s really hard… It requires great courage.”

Gareth didn’t have the slightest chance of winning, but he still picked up the pistol tremblingly and made the exact opposite of his words.

“I just hope I don’t die too ugly.”

“I can satisfy you with this wish.” Roger said.

“I’m not talking to you,” Gareth raised his other hand, combed his collar, and straightened it up, “I’m just talking to myself.”

There was a smile on his face.

Roger realized what Gareth was going to do, but Gareth did not give him [Gap] time to invade.

Gareth should have done all this in the office, but Roger was right. Gareth was also one of the “many people”. When he really made a choice, he would be afraid to move forward.

So Gareth needs more than ten seconds to calm himself down, let his violently beating heart calm down, organize his clothes, manage his expressions, let himself hold the so-called dignity again, and accept all this calmly.

Finally… Finally, remember some beautiful things.

Gareth’s hand stopped trembling, as steady as steel, suddenly lifted, the muzzle pointed at his temple.

Pull the trigger.

Together with my own brain, memory, and life, all shattered and penetrated.

Blood spurted and covered the entire wall.