The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

Hercules was sweating profusely. He knew that the two dodges just now were dangerous. If the girl had even a little bit of success with the sword, he might have been injured.

The severity of his injury was worse than he thought, so that he could not play one-fifth of his usual strength.

Of course, it refers to one-fifth of his power after losing it.

In other words, the strength of Hercules, who was seriously injured at this time, had shrunk to a considerable extent.

"So what? I am a god, how can I fall in the hands of a female scientist?"

Although Hercules was not as proud as other gods about his status as a god, it was impossible to say he was not proud at all.

He believes that gods are gods. Even if there are mortals who can surpass the strength of gods, such as Yan Luo and Sentinel, they can only be a minority, a rare minority.

It would be a joke if he was knocked down by a female scientist with a sword, Hercules thought.

Simmons was panting and her chest was heaving. The two sword blows just now were undoubtedly two explosive blows. After these two sword blows, her spirit became a little sluggish. It was obvious that she had overdrawn the essential adrenal fluid in the human body.

But this does not prevent her from continuing to attack. She can only attack. If she fails, she will be defeated. There is no way out.

It's just that she won't attack blindly to consume her energy. She knows that her chances of winning are low, so she plans to find a loophole and wait for an opportunity to draw her sword.

But flaws can’t just be discovered by waiting.

"Hercules, I heard that you are a god, right?" Simmons panted slightly as she regained her strength.

Hercules shook his head slowly. This was not because he was denying his identity as a god, but because he was expressing his hope that Simmons would stop.

He was injured and his physical strength was being consumed all the time, but he had rich experience. He knew that when a person speaks, the brain will automatically organize language ability, and when organizing language ability, the reaction capacity will decrease, and it will be slower than when not speaking.

But Simmons apparently didn't understand what Hercules meant by shaking his head. She thought Hercules shook his head to deny that he was a god.

"I understand, you have been telling others that you are a god, and you are just bragging. You are not, because you see, you are now sweating because of me, a person who is engaged in clerical work." Simmons said.

Her hands trembled slightly, because she knew that there was still a chance for all this, and Heracles was injured more seriously than he thought.

Simons's words were undoubtedly very sharp. Hercules was proud of his status as a god. Being so belittled, he couldn't help but speak.

"I am a god, the son of Zeus. I never deny this, but I want to know, why do you do all this?" Hercules asked.

"Why? Don't you know? Fitz and I are from bn?" Simmons said, "We want to escape from here now. You, Yan Luo's lackey, saw all this and became a stumbling block. I will kill you." Is there anything wrong?"

"Why have you and Fitz been forced to work?" Hercules' eyes flashed with surprise.

He originally thought that only his group was forced at the beginning. He had thought that other people had been forced by Yan Luo to become his subordinates, but he felt that these people were at least willing to work for Yan Luo later.

For example, Heracles himself and Hayabusa were forced to join at the beginning, but soon they all felt that this kind of life was quite good, with good food, good drink, good sleep, and no lack of life. A wonderful adventure, not bad at all, so it became voluntary.

He originally thought that Simmons and Fitz also fell into this category, but he didn't expect that Simmons was still reluctant until now.

"Yes, that guy is a demon who treats people as slaves. Since you are his subordinate, you are the same as him!" Simons gritted his teeth.

"Falcon Ryu, like you, did you participate in this rebellion?" Hercules asked.

He saw Hayabusa's sword in Simmons' hand. He would never think that Hayabusa was killed by Simmons, because he knew Hayabusa's strength. Hayabusa was not injured. He thought that the girl in front of him was exhausted. He couldn't kill Hayabusa either.

"No, he was a loyal dog and he was killed by me." Simmons gritted his teeth and said, "He was the one who brought Fitz and I here."

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