The disappearance of those two companions was as simple as the other person's foot stepping on a burning cigarette butt.

Sun De also remembered the possibility of this trap when he saw a burning cigarette butt while running.

Although 'Ash' can instantly turn an object into ashes, 'Ash' can also keep its own ash state all the time.

Sun De ran all the way down, picking up the cigarette butts he could see all the way, and threw them on the path where the other party was likely to walk.

And these rekindled cigarette butts have been infused with the power of 'ashes'.

What's even better is that although the 'Ash' is derived from the world of death, it is essentially a power of flames, and it can easily evade the perception of the other party.

Sun De didn't know the specific role of this hand, but he was lucky enough to kill two of his companions.

As for that Brother Long, I'm afraid that the luck brought by power has not been exhausted.

However, ordinary people who help the power to compete for power will be eaten by luck, so isn't there no problem with the power itself?

Shui Qiu's love thread has densely occupied the walls around the staircase, and this thing between the real and the unreal can turn into a blade of steel at any time.

Although there is a possibility of exposure, if the situation is urgent, there is no way.

All her efforts in this life are to protect each other's side, and she doesn't have the mentality of being an audience at all.

But things have to wait, from the mood transmitted by the love silk on Sun De's wrist, Sun De seems to have become much more relieved.

Peace of mind means that he has his own plan, and it is even likely to be effective.

Sun De has never been a stupid person, and the reason why he has no achievements in his previous lives is not because he is stupid, but because of his physical fitness.

Although he has been genetically optimized and modified, no matter what kind of ability he cultivates, his achievements are always limited, as if there is a bottleneck that does not exist, which has always limited his growth.

Of course, he is not the only one, there are countless people who are blocked by this so-called qualifications and ethereal things.

Otherwise, with the ability of one of the five immortals of the Bai Kingdom Heavenly Dynasty, how could Sun De not run out of passion, and he would enjoy watching the warehouse in the Tongmeng Society.

And Sun De's adoption of his daughter began with his official retirement.

When Shui Qiu met him, he had exhausted his interest in raising his daughter, and his spirit was becoming more and more sluggish, and he usually drank with a few drinking friends for fun.

Most people take the elevator up and down, so the corridor is quiet.

As soon as Brother Long stepped in, it was just the time for Sun De to leave.

But instead of leaving, he stopped.

Brother Long knew that there would be a passage outside the stairs in general, and there was nowhere to dodge, and the other party obviously wanted to use such a passage to do a struggle.

Or more correctly in desperate terms.

He smiled freely, feeling that the other party was a little stupid.

It's true that I'm climbing the stairs, and the moment I go up it will indeed be an opportunity to be attacked, but can the other party really catch it?

This is not the world of Star Wars, and capturing a high place is equivalent to capturing victory.

He's not the Jedi Knight Obi-Wan, the king of character!

Sun De clearly stood there, and he had already gathered his strength, and the strength was so strong that Brother Long was secretly frightened.

But in addition to being frightened, his defense was also a little lax.

It's a pity that there are no cigarette butts here, otherwise the previous tactics would have worked.

However, for Sun De, the cigarette butt tactic is no longer necessary.

Although the corridor space is large, it is still too small for the power to reach the 50,000 energy level.

Gray things that couldn't tell whether they were foggy or light burst out of the crack in the door, and they quickly took over the space around them like gas.

That's right, Sun De gassed, uh, 'rotten'.

The power of decay is actually slow, but at this time, Sun De's power energy value has reached 50,000, even if it is slow, it is enough to accelerate to a terrifying level.

Brother Long was startled and hurriedly dodged, but where could he hide.

The power of decay is far faster than he can run.

He walked right in the middle of the stairs, and it took time to go up and down.

What's more, no matter how many bullets he had in his submachine gun, he couldn't hurt Sun De, who was far away, through the wall.

If his death-based power could pass through walls, he would have the ability to attack, but alas, he didn't.

This can be seen from the fact that the other party has a gun and is obviously very close, but there is no death attack.

Sun De shortened the distance at the staircase not only to tease the opponent, but also to see if the opponent had a special way of attacking.

Of course, this is also a kind of flirtation in some ways.

Brother Long jumped downstairs the moment he saw something that he didn't know if it was light or fog, but it was too late.

The thing whizzed by, enveloping the entire staircase.

Power protects him, but it is rapidly being consumed.

The clothes on his body looked like they had been worn for more than ten years, and they cracked open before he could hit the ground.

The gun in his hand rusted and aged rapidly at a rate visible to the naked eye.

With a thud, he landed on the ground, which had been made of concrete, and he stepped on a small crater at this time, and sand particles splattered out of it.

The surrounding walls were rapidly peeling and falling down, the stairs were starting to crack, the handrails were starting to deteriorate, and the plastic outside the safety lights on the doors was yellowing and falling.

It's as if time has been sped up thousands of times, tens of thousands of times, and it is rapidly aging.

He resisted because he was also a power of death.

But just as he rushed forward, trying to break out of this fog-like power, a red line instantly appeared.

It's not a love thread, it's a red line of fire.

The 'stake' shot shot out of Sun De's hand and went straight for the other party.

There was no sound of the staircase door opening in the air, as the entire staircase door had completely decayed and aged and most of it had disappeared.

For a moment, the sound of falling rubble was heard here, and it was the sound of the staircase collapsing.

'Countdown to death' is an agent in Sunde's eyes, and this is a more accurate ability than the mutual perception of the powerful.

In Sun De's eyes, on the head of the figure wrapped in flames in the gray mist, a number frantically swayed like a countdown watch.

He hid back, waiting for the end of time.

Decay is extremely ineffective for him who is also dead, but burning at the stake is different, compared to the 'decay' of large-scale killing, Sun De's control over 'burning' is higher.

This is his killer weapon, and what he is waiting for is the moment when the other party is frightened by decay.

Time in sight completely zeros out.

Sun De let out a sigh and sat down on the ground.

It took less than twenty minutes from fleeing to killing the other party, but in those twenty minutes, he felt like he had exploded to his full potential.

The crackling sound of rubble has all died down.

With a wave of his hand, he summoned the power of 'decay'.