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

Velasco didn't dare to force the secret to enter a desperate situation, they all had part of the authority of hell, and the rest was just a competition for magical attainments, the secret guest and Zatara and the Supreme Mage had studied magic for more than ten years, and the secret was really lonely, and even Velasco didn't have the confidence to catch it.

The Mystic can't kill him, if he doesn't kill Velasco, the Mystic can still die a slow death, live a little longer, kill him, and Ilyana dies on the spot.

This is the dilemma of the border of hell for more than ten years.

Chronic death, direct death.

Secret Ke has been making choices for more than ten years.

Velasco waited for more than a dozen years for the choice.

Every day, the secret is counting his last day.

Velasco is also waiting for her to make a choice, chronic death is best, he wins without a fight, if he wants to declare war directly, Velasco has been arranging for more than ten years, just a defensive counterattack, more than enough.

Wait to die, or die immediately.

The silence of the crows is the depressive atmosphere of dead silence.

Edward stood up, "I'm sorry. ”

"It's okay, I took the initiative." The secret guest turned back to Edward and smiled gently, causing Edward to suddenly feel a sense of foreboding.

"You ......"

"If one day I'm really hopeless, kill me." Step by step, the secret man walked up to Edward, raised his kunai gun, and aimed it at his head, "Just like I taught you, kill me." ”

Edward sent Kunai back to the hive space: "You got this idea in the past six months?" ”

Edward originally thought that the secret would send him back directly, so he collected a large number of corpses to prepare for research, but he never expected that he would stay for half a year, because he had no professional equipment, Edward could only have a rough idea.

Despite this, Edward was familiar with almost every demon in the Hell's Frontier with precision - among them, the humanoid demon was the most detailed by the Myckey.

"yes." The secret man waved his greatsword casually, "Although I have made a lot of preparations, I can always take precautions, hey, don't drop the chain when the time comes, be sure to get a headshot, you won't want to know how much damage I can cause if I become a demon." ”

"There really can't be helped?" Edward asked.

"Method." The secret guest laughed uncontrollably, she arched her body, laughing like a shrimp, with tears in the corners of her eyes, "I am the anchor of Sithorne, a walking dead who has lost 99% of his soul, and the remaining 1% of his soul is 99% demonized, the sanity in front of you is just a fluke, and madness is the essence of the person in front of you." ”

The secret man came across a small pebble, and the pebble was kicked 1 decimeter off the ground.

“castoff。”

“ClockUp。”

The swift stream spread along his belt around the armor, and Edward felt as if he had entered another world.

The pebble seemed to be frozen in the air, no longer moving, and only with an extremely keen sense of observation could it be seen that the pebble was moving at a speed that was so subtle that it was barely moving.

Edward stepped forward and threw a series of ordinary punches, punches aimed at Myster's head.

And the moment Edward's first punch approached, the secret laughed with relief, and she raised her hand, because the speed was so fast, that the sonic boom emerged from where she started, but it didn't make any sound, and it didn't have time to expand.

The secret man caught Edward's right fist and swung it to the left, blocking Edward's left fist, and then slammed Edward to the ground.

The ground was so thin that the Mystic smashed through it in one fell swoop, and the perennially hot red soil and the underground molten were splashed up by the force, but the process was extremely slow, until Edward was pulled up again, and the first grains of sand, the first drops of molten slurry, had not yet had time to rise.

"It's too slow, in the realm of the Hell Lord, the speed is defined by me."

"Really?" On the belt of Edward's back waist, the long-stored kunai gun was activated.

Half a year of debugging allowed the kunai gun to adapt to the heat of hell, and at the same time, with the help of the secret keeping, some parts were changed.

The three-point laser rays on the kunai gun locked onto the Myckey, and some of the light flew out, hundreds of millions of degrees like high-temperature rays at the center of a nuclear bomb explosion approaching the Myckey at the speed of light.

Silently, the surroundings suddenly dimmed, and the speed of light in the propagation medium was reduced, only seventeen meters per second, which made the laser slow as a snail, and the low light speed spread into a black hole, constantly spreading around, trapping Edward here.

The next moment, the black hole vanished, and Edward knew that the secret had released the water.

The authority of the lord of hell in hell is really unimaginable, time and space are weapons, distorting time at will, making a second infinite and making the enemy die of old age, casually distorting space to draw closer and shorten cuts, compared to these, reformulating one of the physical constants of the speed of light is as simple as drinking water.

Even the speed of light will be reduced, and how fast can the supersonic speed formed by the flow of time controlled by the tachyon flow be?

Specifically, any attacks based on physical constants don't work against her, because she can twist them at will.

"Perverted." Edward rolled his eyes, playing science hated this kind of person who arbitrarily modifies physical constants.

But it's not over yet, the moment the secret comes into contact with Edward, "Kabuto Cone Drill Bomber."

"The miniature attack drone was quietly released, and at this moment they released all the ammunition they had in stockpile.

However, the blast wave of the explosion that should have been close to the secret guest appeared five meters away, and they were like pictures that had been taken, and at this moment they were fixed in the air, and the flames of the explosion were like blooming flowers, vast and demonic.

"I feel the moment I touch the props, is there anything new?"

"Here it is."

At the feet of the secret keeping, there was a sudden molten eruption, the miniature attack drone just now was just a cover, and the other part entered the underground explosion, which gave the underground molten pressure and made the molten explode in a directional direction.

This still produced a great deal of impact, and a fire tree rose from the ground, and the branches of the tree with a formidable temperature could only be viewed from a distance, and if it approached, it would be steamed directly.

The only problem was that the fire tree stopped the moment it erupted, as if it had just grown a shoot of the earth, as small as a small grass.

The secret guest stepped on it hard, and stepped on the fire tree, and the earth and rocks poured in from all directions, sealing the underground volcano that was about to erupt.

"That's it?"

"And there's more."

Behind the Myckey, the Kunwusupreme that was held backward glowed with purple ion beam blades, which were enough to slash all the energy that had been shattered from the molecular mode within ten meters to the Mycco.

The surrounding air reacted, but it stopped for the second it did, and only the plasma beam slashed straight at the Mystery.

"Teng." The Mystic greatsword was raised, glowing with an invisible substance, and in an instant, the plasma beam was wiped out, leaving only a kunai.

"You've lost." Myke said.

"No, not this time." Edward's armored hand rested on the secret kim's head and gently stroked her hair, "Good work. ”

This is the only time Edward has managed to get close in half a year.