The silent, nameless traverser is not sure if Helibel really knows that he is not dead, but if you can't touch it, you can't find it!

The right is that Helibel is cheating him, if he speaks out, he will definitely die, and if he doesn't make a sound, there is still a chance of escaping, although the nameless traverser said that he was a little insane, but he was not mentally retarded yet, so he decisively chose to shut up and pretend to be dead, no matter what you say, if you have the ability, you can kill him directly, otherwise don't expect him to come out by himself.

The consciousness of the Nameless Traveler let out a silent sneer, and he was laughing at Helibel's gentleness.

"It seems that there is a way to heaven that you don't take, and hell has no door to come." Casually moving his wrist, Helibel was a little indifferent, "Die immediately or die slowly in endless pain, which one do you choose?" ”

……

Silence is the best answer, and if you ask yourself, Helibel thinks that if she changes to the position of this nameless traverser, she will make the same choice.

It's just that understanding is understanding, the nameless traverser's immortality is a trouble for her after all, she originally wanted to give the nameless traverser a good time, but now it seems that it can't be done.

"Farewell." At the beginning of the fight, the wall formed by the Qi sealed the entire alley, and all those who were locked as enemies by Helibel could not escape the fate of being imprisoned until they were imprisoned until they were old until they were imprisoned until they were able to break the Qi wall laid by Heribel.

Helibel shook his head and left.

The nameless traverser who sneered at Khribel in this way felt a little panicked, because the cage formed by Qi was still not canceled, but maintained a state that blocked the possibility of life entering and exiting it.

Then the endless flame was born out of nothingness, it was the fire of the Yellow Spring that could scorch the soul, and even under the protection of the system, the consciousness of the nameless traverser felt the endless heat, as if he was about to be roasted.

He was in agony, and if he could still make a sound, he would have let out an extremely terrifying scream, but without his body, his vocal cords, and his soul and soul body did not exist, and the endless pain could only churn in the depths of his own consciousness.

In the pain, he instinctively manipulated the system to form a conceptual layer that was forbidden to enter by the heat at the outermost, so as to avoid his mental collapse and complete disappearance in the pain caused by the flames.

But is the cage that Helibel has specially prepared for him so easy to solve?

If it is really so easy to solve, wouldn't the traverser predecessors in front of him who were permanently finished die very aggrieved, the flame is over the bitter cold, and the severe cold is endless simple pain.

The nameless traverser who is not strong-willed, under this round of malice, completely loses the ability to think, and only knows how to instinctively brush layer after layer of defense on his outside to isolate all interference from the outside world.

In the end he succeeded, and so did Heribel.

The nameless traveler has constructed the tightest prison for himself, and without a source of energy, he loses the possibility of escaping from the prison.

One day, two days, three days, the consciousness of the nameless traverser gradually dissipated, the little black house was terrible, but the little black house that didn't even provide food was the most terrifying.

If the former's willpower is strong enough, he will not go completely crazy if he is imprisoned all the time, and the latter, you will find a way to fill your stomach in this nothingness first, and make sure that you don't starve to death, and we'll talk about the rest.

"Another compatriot is gone." In an ordinary school, a woman wearing glasses and braids and a student uniform pushed her eyes and sighed.

"Reika Miyamoto! There is no way to do the death of the new compatriots, after all, we are weak, and it is good to be able to guarantee our survival in the face of the absolute strong. The other, dressed in a white shirt, leaned back in a chair and looked up at the ceiling overhead, and said calmly.

Several people present fell into a short silence, and finally a cute girl with two mountains on her chest broke the unspeakable silence, "As long as we don't jump out and participate in the plot, interact with those plot characters, or interfere with the plot through indirect means, that person doesn't seem to care what else we do here." ”

"Why? Pear. "The man in the white shirt sat up straight, the plot? Before crossing at the well, he felt that he would not change the plot after the crossing and make up for those regrets, what was the difference between him and a salted fish? He also wears what the more.

Crossing must reverse the plot and make up for regrets, and it would be better to take the cute girls back by the way.

But after crossing over, those naïve thoughts all disappeared from his mind, and as an ordinary person, he used nothing to distort the plot.

The characters in the plot seem to be on par with each other, and they shake their heads at most with a heavy punch from others, and they have no impact, but they are different, and taking a punch is the end of broken bones and death.

It's just like reality! A blood mark will appear when the knife slides through the body, and a blood hole will appear when the gun passes through the body, and he will be injured! He's going to die!

After understanding this, he shrank decisively, and asked the vast majority of people in the world to be a keyboard warrior to uphold justice on the Internet and denounce crimes, that's no problem, after all, it hurts, but let them compete with the underworld forces face-to-face, and they can get out of everything, and those who fight with the underworld forces have always been a minority.

It's a pity that Wataru Ibbe, as an ordinary ordinary person, is not one of the very few people, and during this time he is simply worse than death, and it is extremely uncomfortable.

Because he was afraid that Helibel would come to him, he tried his best to pretend to be transparent and not communicate with others, but he forgot that there is still school bullying in this world!

Because he didn't want to communicate with other people, he was targeted by a group of bad people because he didn't dare to show too much......

He behaved very honestly, but the anger in his heart was constantly accumulating, if he could be sure that as long as he didn't interfere with the plot, Helibel wouldn't touch him, and a trace of tyrannical murderous intent flashed in Idabedu's eyes.

He doesn't care about killing and dying to wash away the resentment he has accumulated during this time, or if he doesn't do it, he will definitely not let those bastards who want to bully him alive.

"Wataru, do you think you can really hide yourself in front of that person?" Rika sighed and said, "That's what I suddenly figured out recently. ”

Miyamoto Lihua suddenly had a feeling of sudden realization, that's right, if Helibel really wanted to kill them, then no matter how they were terrified, how they hid themselves, struggled to resist, they still had to die.

"That's right! I didn't think of that! Wataru Inobe stood up, "Thank you!" Pear. ”

"Be subtle, as long as it doesn't cause a sensation, that person shouldn't come to us for trouble." Miyamoto Lihua narrowed her eyes and didn't stop Inobe Wataru, but silently prepared to change her identity.

Rika is right, but speculation is just speculation after all, and no one dares to guarantee the ticket until it is confirmed, and Helibel really won't make a move.

So, it's good to guide Inobedu to do it, and let this guy with no brains be their pawn to test Helibel's bottom line.