The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

Hercules didn't use his full strength in this punch. He finally relented and saved a hand. He only hoped that this punch would make Simmons fall to the ground in pain.

But Hercules misjudged the power of his punch. He estimated the power of his punch when he was not seriously injured. However, now that he was seriously injured, the power of his punch itself was greatly reduced. In addition, he was also seriously injured. With one hand left, the power was reduced again and again, only allowing Simmons to hold his stomach and take two steps back.

Simmons gritted his teeth and stared at Hercules fiercely: "I didn't expect you to fight back. You are deceiving me. As expected, you and Yan Luo are the same type of people, treacherous and shameless."

Hercules trembled, it was obviously Simons who cheated first, this was indeed a double standard.

He struggled to stand up, but the blood in his chest had stopped flowing. His powerful divine physique allowed him to quickly heal his fatal wounds at the cost of his life.

But it is only closed and may crack at any time. Only through the tempering of time can it truly heal completely.

"Little girl, since you are ruthless, don't blame me." Hercules roared, stepped forward, and launched a continuous offensive.

Simmons was obviously frightened by Hercules' attack. He hurriedly dodged and swung his sword wildly. Because this sword was Hayabusa's killing sword, it was so sharp that Hercules couldn't take it for a while.

Heracles did not dare to touch him forcefully. At this time, his movements were slower than ever before, and the wound on his chest was also threatening to open.

But he knows that if this continues, the person who will eventually lose physical strength will be Simmons, because he knows that he is a god after all, and has endurance that ordinary people can't match. Even if his endurance is seriously injured, he is far from the woman in front of him. Scientists can compare.

So he doesn't care about wasting it, it will be an advantage for him.

Sure enough, two minutes later, Simmons gave up and became increasingly out of breath. Even if Hercules moved slowly, there was still a vague momentum that could not be avoided.

Her movements and attacks also slowed down, and she was unable to pose a threat to Hercules. The occasional sword strike could not fatally wound Hercules.

In fact, Hercules didn't care about being hit by Simmons' sword. Although the sword was extremely sharp, Hercules' muscle density was far beyond human. Simmons needed to exert some force to cut deeply, and now Simmons was obviously weak and struck Hercules multiple times, only causing superficial injuries.

Three minutes later, Simmons was sweating profusely and his physical strength was almost broken. No sword moves could pose a threat to Hercules. The balance of victory was very tilted.

And just when Hercules was about to capture Simmons, he suddenly felt a surge of electricity in his lower abdomen, and his arms were too numb to use any strength.

He looked up and saw Fitz aiming his nn at him.

"Young man, won't you look back?" Hercules said.

What he received in response was another electric shock. This time the current was so strong that it shocked him to the ground, causing his eyes to almost bulge out.

Sorry, I still can't watch her die.

Fitz thought so, his eyes were full of sadness, and who could understand the contradiction in his heart.

Simmons was breathing heavily. When she had just fought Hercules, she had never been so eager for Fitz to help her, but she didn't wait until she almost thought Fitz had abandoned her.

She smiled.

"Fitz, I know you are hesitant. I know you are hesitant and confused and you can't think about it." Simmons gasped and smiled, "But you still thought about it after all. Yes, this is what you should do. We have to go forward together and everything will be wonderful.”

"Is everything going to be great?" Fitz murmured.

"Yes."

Simmons said, raising the sword in her hand high, her smile full of yearning for a better future, and then

There was a flash of blood, and Hercules' whole head rolled to the ground. His kneeling body also leaned forward and fell to the cold ground, with blood spurting out from the broken neck.

"Everything will eventually become beautiful." Simmons turned around and looked at Fitz, who was stunned on the spot, "Yes."

Fitz trembled, another person died, died because of him, died because of Simmons.

And these are not necessary