I'm not a hero, but I didn't say I couldn't beat you.

Owens came closer step by step, looked at Ful who was struggling under pressure, and said.

"Oh, how wonderful. You only need to squeeze this world endlessly to obtain [Miracle]. Of course, I'm afraid this hell here is not so friendly to you [Miracle] holders, is it?"

"Is your...purpose—"

"Huh? Can you tell just from this little information? You are very smart, but it is already too late."

Owens shook his head and looked at Fuer with pity.

"You are already in hell, and your [miracle] cannot bring you victory, and has even become a burden to you. Now you are like an astronaut naked in a vacuum, a fish out of water, the whole world is yours Enemy, what can you do?"

As if winning was assured, Owens surrounded Fule, just as his opponent had done before.

"Yes, my purpose is as simple as that, to resurrect that god, and then let him erode the world and expand hell endlessly. You don't have to look at me like that. I was once a member of the Federation. , naturally know that existences like this are destined to be eliminated, and I can even tell you that even if I resurrect a real god, they can still eliminate it, divide it, and finally contain it harmlessly."

"So, I also know what they would do if they were just a being who had just reached the edge of the possibility of destroying the world."

"Discuss, research, test, try solutions, maximize benefits, and then find the most balanced and safe point between losses and gains to resolve the incident, and all of this is bound to take time."

"All I need is time."

Owens took off his glasses and threw them aside. This was a disguise in itself. Being connected to Gaia, he no longer needed so-called optical lenses to compensate for his vision.

"Just imagine, if I had resurrected a complete god, I am afraid that he would have been defeated less than 5 minutes after he broke free from the underwater research institute. But it is a pity that what I resurrected is exactly what you said [Corpse].”

"So I can milk the world and get what I want before the Federation takes care of it."

"…………"

Of course, there is only one purpose in creating hell and squeezing the world, to obtain miracles, miracles that can be manipulated by individuals.

It can be said that what Owens is doing now is indeed the most likely to be realized, [Artificial Miracle Project]. ,

However, such a huge miracle may have been beyond Fuer's ability to understand, and was established under the [Hero] system of Alaya's hand.

Then the other party's purpose will no longer be something that can be quantified, the so-called SSS level.

"You want to...become a god?"

"What? Is it strange?"

Owens looked at Fule with a puzzled look.

"It is said that gods are omniscient and omnipotent beings, so as a seeker of truth, it is not surprising that you try to become a god."

"Oh, this world can no longer tolerate the birth of gods!"

"so what?"

Owens shrugged nonchalantly.

"The world doesn't allow it, so why not just go outside the world?"

"?"

"Besides—"

Owens lowered his head and stared into Ful's eyes.

"Don't you also know? Are there any differences between those beings and gods?"

"But the power that can be obtained by simply sacrificing part of the world, isn't this what humans have always done?"

"Then why...I can't?"

Fuer lowered his head.

The opponent's purpose has been made clear, and all the required information has been obtained. As for some minutiae, it no longer matters.

What matters is how to stop the other person.

"It seems that there is no need to keep pretending-"

Fu Er sighed and stood up straight again.

The burden that seemed like a heavy weight just now seemed to suddenly disappear from him, which made Owens wonder.

"Huh? It seems that you are a little weaker than I thought? Theoretically, the more powerful the [Hero], the more resistant it is to the erosion of the [Hell] environment. But for the weak [Hero], sometimes But they can do better, just because the miracles in them are not enough for them to exert all their efforts to maintain."

"Yeah, I really can't say how strong my [Miracle] is~ After all, I'm a C-level?"

"C-level? You don't have to go on to fool people. Besides, the sense of oppression brought by the miracle in your hand is not something that a C-level person can do."

"Hey, I'm telling the truth. My miracle is really weak——"

Yes, what Ful said is true.

He's a good C-rank, and the distortion caused by his miracles isn't that high.

To put it bluntly, whether it is the first weak miracle or the resonance of the miracle, it is either weak itself, or it is simply a borrowed existence.

Naturally, I won’t be too constrained by the so-called [Hell].

When he sensed the oppressive nature of the hell environment, he cooperated and performed this scene.

The purpose is of course still cliché.

But now that the words are almost settled, the table should be lifted.

"But it doesn't matter. I'll just treat you as weak. After all, you are weak and focus on the miracle of destroying disasters. I'm afraid you won't be able to exert much power when facing the miracle in my hand. You still have to Continue to struggle?”

"…………"

Fu'er hesitated for a moment, then looked at the other person with a look that looked like a fool.

"Hey! You...don't you have some problem with your IQ?"

"what?"

"I mean! You! Are you a retard!!!"

Without hesitation, he took out his weapon from his arms again. This time it was no longer an explosive to deal with disaster, but a more pure form of cathartic firepower.

C4 high explosive with remote control detonation device.

Without hesitation, he pressed it.

"boom!!!!!!"

A hundred meters away, Fu'er stuck his head out, felt the shock wave, looked at the mushroom cloud soaring into the sky, and said in admiration.

"As expected, Yan Shang secretly gave it to me. This thing is so powerful!"

He once again used the water incarnation ability borrowed from the Slate Man, and carried high explosives to catch the opponent off guard.

Since it's useless against disaster weapons, why don't we just use explosives and be done with it?

If you can't control yourself, don't you know how to type in white?

So let’s just say, these researchers who only think about the truth should stop thinking about fighting. They can’t understand such a simple thing. If they throw it on the battlefield, they will be tricked to death by the old man.

"You really...react quickly enough."

"Otherwise? And as you said, human beings have always sacrificed the world to gain the power to survive, so——"

Fuer threw away another high explosive in his hand and said.

"Have we not used enough of the power to destroy the world?"