The sky was blood-red, and the wind was blowing, bringing up slag mixed with bloody bits and hitting the armor's visor.

Edward sat on a relatively intact piece of rubble, looking at the sky, and sighed helplessly.

It's been half a year......

Half a year has passed without paying attention, but fortunately, because it is a conscious body, there is no need to eat and drink Lazar, because it has only passed a second on the earth, and he does not feel tired, but it still makes him sigh.

It's been half a year!

He formed a team with Myckey for half a year, and he floated and floated in the border of hell, training Edward from a rookie to a grandmaster, and from black iron to a king.

Watch as the Secret Guest retrieves a red crystal from another beacon.

Crystal clear, each side of the standard sixteen squares reflected the view in all directions, and Edward focused the eye module, and saw that the side facing him was empty, as if he didn't exist.

The secret man crushed the crystal with great force, and the crystal turned into shards and floated in all directions.

"What is this?"

"The main role of supporting the 'foundation' of the beacon tower is to modify the environment within five kilometers of the surrounding area according to the specific role, which is of little use." The secret clapped his hands in disgust.

Edward came to Hell without a clear purpose, just to be immortal, although the secret guest is more skilled than him, but it also gives Edward a sense of aimless casualness and discomfort.

"This thing is important?" Edward was out of words.

"No, Velasco can rub one out of his hand, I'm just ruining the fun, otherwise this trip would be too boring, isn't it?" The secret guest is very used to it, and he wiped the broadsword casually, bored.

"It always feels like you're ...... Don't have a goal? Edward held back for a few months before finally asking.

The secret man continued to wipe, and the surface of the greatsword was already bright enough to be used as a mirror, clearly reflecting the scene of Edward being pouring a gunless "Target?" What is the goal? The goal of ending the nightmare of going to hell every time you sleep? ”

"yes, what's wrong?" Edward stood up, "This is Velasco's territory, if he wants to, don't talk about me, even you can't escape, but you've been on the run for more than ten years."

If things were normal, you wouldn't want to spend ten years like this, what happened? ”

How much power can a Hell Lord exert on his territory?

The power of the Red Tank comes from the Crimson Universe of Setolak, and the Red Tank is more than enough to resist the nightmare of seizing the power of eternity.

In an accident, Colossus signed a contract with Setolak to become a Red Tank.

Later, Coulix, who had gained one-fifth of the power of the phoenix, entered the Crimson Universe and demanded that Setolak break the contract to sever the connection between the two, but was easily repelled by Setolak.

In desperation, Myckey is on the border of Hell, forcibly severing the connection between Setolak and Colossus - just because this is her territory.

There is no doubt that the secret is strong, but Velasco will not be caught for more than ten years.

And the secret is obviously not the kind of procrastinator, if there was a chance, the grumpy old lady would have ended the battle directly.

There must have been something that Edward didn't know.

"I waited for half a year before you asked."

The Mystic propped up her greatsword to the ground, the heat spreading the fiery red that burned the blade, and she stood up, her golden hair fluttering in the wind, and a nonchalant smile on her face

"He didn't dare to push me, and I couldn't kill him, and that's the situation we're in now."

"Don't dare? No? Such words made Edward think a lot: "You can kill him, but you can't, because you can kill him, so he doesn't dare to come and arrest you personally, and he doesn't dare to push you to a dead end?" ”

"That's right. Did you see what I looked like when I was doing my magic? How much do you know about me? "The secret guest's bright eyes glowed with blood, and it was extremely eerie.

"Demonized?" Edward touched his chin, "You were captured by Velasco, he connected a part of your soul to you, and made you fall into a demon at all times, in the process, your soul is divided into five parts, and each part will be cut and peeled off after blackening, refining into a piece of bloodstone."

Once successful, you will become a gateway from which Sithorne will descend to Hell and use Hell as a springboard to conquer the Earth and the entire universe.

But he failed, and I don't know exactly how. ”

Edward shrugged, he knew that she met the surviving elderly Storm Girl and the middle-aged Phantom Cat in the X-Men of another time and space, and after a story, she became Velasco's apprentice again, and she entered Velasco's library to learn the dark arts.

At last...... Using the Dark Arts, the Secret defeated the Dark Arts, defeating Velasco to become the new Lord of the Frontiers of Hell.

This time has been in hell for more than ten years, but only a few seconds have passed on Earth.

As for the timing, Edward is not clear.

The secret man chuckled, "You know a lot, so I'll just talk about it in the middle."

Velasco used powerful black magic to directly extract my soul and refine it into bloodstone, and he was close to success within 30 seconds of my entry into the border of hell.

But in the end, the teacher and the Supreme Master suddenly rushed into the border of hell and saved me.

I survived, and I was dying every second. ，

Four-fifths of my soul has become bloodstone, and the remaining fifth soul is only half of it.

I almost became a demon, about to become a demon, but the last step was not enough to change back, and finally I stabilized, and my soul and the demonic me, one and nine.

I have spent most of my time on Earth suppressing my anger to prevent me from becoming a demon and slaughtering me, so that my last soul will not be polluted.

Looking at it this way, Velasco did me a favor, he unleashed a spell that sent me to the borders of hell every time I slept, where I could vent my anger, just like I had done for half a year.

The good news is that I have become a demon, and because of my unique magical talent, I have snatched some of the authority of the border of hell, which makes me almost equal to Velasco in hell, although my authority is only ten meters around me, it is enough for me to fight in hell for more than ten years without dying.

But the bad news is that this part of the power is tied to the demonic me, and every time I use it, the pollution is a little more. ”

A sad smile spread across the secret guest's face, and he said no more.

Edward fell silent.

Is this a dead end? For the human Iriana, yes.

Myke's only chance of escaping the Frontier of Hell is to defeat Velasco and become Lord of the Frontier of Hell.

If you don't defeat him, you won't be able to break the link, and you'll always have to fight him on the border of hell.

And the moment he defeats him and gains full authority over the borders of hell, Ilyana will be devoured by the demon Ilyana.

Even if anyone survives, it won't be Ilyana, but a new Demon Lord.

Chronic death, vs. direct death.

This choice has been done for more than ten years.