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

His vision was gradually becoming blurry, and he had almost lost all feeling in his left hand. If the emergency medicine hadn't been injected in time, I might have collapsed long ago.

How long did you last? How far is it to 6 hours?

In the first two hours of the battle, Hartz could still be distracted and pay attention to the remaining time. However, as the battle lasted longer and the confrontation became more intense, he no longer had the extra energy to pay attention to how long was left.

Just because, while his own condition is getting worse and worse, the other party's condition will not change, and even get better and better.

[Gaia's Legacy], or Owens, is becoming more and more familiar with how to fight the enemy through fighting with himself.

Although I am very unwilling to do so, I have actually become the opponent's whetstone?

Gan!

But even so, Harts did not dare to rush forward rashly.

Because his goal is to try his best to survive for 5 hours, and the guy outside will prepare everything to deal with Gaia's legacy.

Once he doesn't make it, it doesn't matter if he's gone...but the losses...

But even so, he was almost burned out.

He exhausted all means and used up all available supplies, even if most of them would later cause him extremely troublesome side effects. He suffered severe injuries to many parts of his body, along with internal injuries and blood loss.

However, even if I don’t know how long it will take, as long as the blockade is not lifted, I must and can only persevere.

"Bah! Come on! Owens! Is this the extent of your attacks? It doesn't even count as tickling me!"

Spitting out the rust-flavored liquid in his mouth, Harts once again squeezed out the last of his strength, even though the mark containing the miracle was full of cracks and on the verge of breaking.

Now, he is already over-extracting his soul in order to obtain the strength to sustain himself.

But his opponent did not continue to attack.

"Harz, I admire you very much. You have indeed accomplished an incredible miracle. As an S-class hero, you have delayed me here for nearly 5 hours. But, is it worth it?"

"What on earth are you trading for a miracle?"

"Take your life, what's wrong? Is it weird?"

Hartz was holding on and looking at Owens in the distance with an unbearable expression on his face.

"No, it's not strange to take your life, but do you really understand the consequences of doing this? If this continues, I'm afraid death will leave you."

"so what?"

He raised his head and looked at the other party with disdain.

"I won't become that kind of thing, because someone will give me a corresponding long sleep."

"Why not be like me and escape from this world?"

Owens looked pitiful.

"Why do you want to be a caged bird? You should be able to fly freely. You have the qualifications."

"Flying freely? Stop looking so hypocritical and joking!"

Harts spurned the opponent's ideas, as if trampling the opponent's own ideas under his feet, holding on to the broken body, and took a step forward.

There is a step——

"Don't confuse me with a bastard like you. I want to protect my world, my family, and you, just die here."

"It seems that the negotiations have broken down?"

"Do you think there is a possibility of negotiation between us?"

Hartz raised his hand, and with the shattering sound coming from the depths of his soul, the last miracle condensed into a cold barrel, condensing the torrent of destruction.

But... the power has long been reduced to what it used to be, not only because Hartz's power has been exhausted, but also because all the miracles held by the opponent have been plundered by him.

Even if Owens just lets the opponent hit him, he can't break through his defensive barrier.

Even if Owens just lets the other party leave, I'm afraid, his miracle will be——

"Crack-"

In a daze, Hartz heard a shattering sound.

Ah, have you finally... reached the end?

Even the blessing engraved by Alaya will leave him.

"Crack-"

"It's really troublesome...I haven't found a wife yet."

Harts closed his eyes and sighed helplessly.

"Crack-"

"So, farewell, Harts. Although you tried your best to fight for the outside world for five hours, it still can't change anything, but let me think about it-"

Owens thought for a moment and then said.

"At least thank you for the sparring."

Then, thousands of rays of destruction fell, bringing the end of everything.

"Crack - crack -"

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Hartz realized something was wrong.

Although his mark is already full of cracks, it doesn't seem to continue to expand?

There seems to be golden light flowing and bonding on it, not allowing Harts to lose his blessing like this.

Blessings from her.

Alaya is still really reluctant to part with himself. Is he reluctant to part with such a useful tool?

Hartz couldn't help but laugh at himself.

But, since it is not me, then what is this broken sound that is still continuing?

The moment before the destructive sword light arrived.

[The world] is torn apart.

The timeline that was once separated, under the influence of the last miracle of the strange object called the hourglass that blocks time, quietly connected with the correct time again, tied the threads that had been artificially destroyed again, and smoothed it to bring about ripples.

They returned to [the world].

Owens was aware of it the moment he returned to the world.

But he just thought that the strange object could only last for 5 hours.

"Anyway, let's accept this first. Now that we are back, we can continue to corrode the world. Although there are many twists and turns in the process, I only need 20 minutes. No, maybe 18 minutes is enough."

Enough to push yourself to the status of god.

After releasing the attack, he had no intention of continuing to observe Hartz's situation. In his opinion, the opponent's outcome was already doomed.

It's a pity that he overlooked something again.

Ignoring the silver-white miracle hidden under the ripples of time.

"boom!!!!!!"

The giant sword fell, but in his perception, the miracle belonging to Hartz still existed.

Couldn't kill? still……

wrong! This is--

At this moment, the misaligned timeline was finally completely restored. Hidden beneath the ripples of time, another silver-white mecha revealed its brilliance.

In addition, the federal warships surrounded the entire area.

No, what happened? He must have been trapped for only 5 hours. Even if he didn't have the corresponding equipment in his hand, his perception from the world would not be wrong.

But...what exactly is this sense of dissonance and unreasonable scheduling speed——

In that moment, Owens understood the situation.

"Hartz!!! What did you do?!!!"

"Look, I'm in a hurry."

The voice that responded to him was no longer the voice of the hero he was questioning.

The silver-white mecha stretched out its palm and slowly sent out the core cockpit that it had protected at that moment of axis dislocation, and handed it over to the medical staff who had already prepared it.

"Cough cough cough cough! I'm going to blanch it, the impact is so strong!"

The hero who was already unconscious struggled to wake up for some reason just as he was about to leave, and glanced at the mecha in front of him.

"Well, since you still dare to come to see me, does that prove that you can handle it?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? You think I can't handle it?"

"Then please!"

"Okay, okay! Go to Lao Yan and get treatment quickly. Look at your half-dead state!"

Unfortunately, before the words were finished, the other party fell into a coma again, as if the awakening just now was a joke, but it made the medical staff next to him look embarrassed.

He sighed silently, then without hesitation, waved and turned around, leaving only the back of the tall mecha.

[Leave it to me, Harts! 】

[Sage] grasped the key given to him by the utopian hero.

Fantasy Arms·The giant standing on the earth, activated at full power!

"Let me think about it. According to Lao Ha's habit, I should say something at this time..."

Fu'er thought for a while, then smiled, and said casually to Owens, who had understood the situation in front of him and wanted to tear him apart.

"Owens, I'm here to negotiate terms—"