The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

"Believe me, Sith, we have worked together for so long!" Moss said sadly.

"No, Moss," Sith said, "If there is anyone in the world who should be least trusted, it's you."

Moss knelt on the ground, moved forward and came to Sith, looked at Sith with tears in his eyes and said, "I promise you, I swear to God, I will treat your relatives as my relatives, I will definitely do it, because"

At this point, Moss suddenly stood up and grabbed Sith's gun with great speed. However, as soon as he said it, Sith pulled the trigger even faster.

A person trying to seize a gun is indeed caught by surprise, but how can he go faster than a person who is prepared?

Moss thought it was an opportunity, that Sith was attracted by his words, but that was just what he thought.

Sith was not as stupid as he thought.

Seeing Moss falling to the ground, Sis took a deep breath. Moss in front of him was looking at the ceiling with empty eyes. Perhaps a dead man could no longer use the word "looking" to describe that look.

"You are still dead, Moss." Sith said, "It's over. From the beginning, the ending has been how it should be. Without skills, how can you be equal to me? This is what I have always suspected. This is unfair. , only I deserve to be respected."

Of course Moss didn't reply, because dead people can't reply.

The Sith dragged Moss's body to a corner and closed his open eyes with his palms. This was a meaningless move, and the Sith himself did not understand why he did this. .

A dead person, a corpse, what's worth messing with?

The Sith was puzzled. He had successfully deceived himself.

Because he just didn't want to see Moss's body in the control room, he didn't want to see it, he was even afraid of seeing it.

But he himself was not willing to admit these. Only the weak would admit that they were afraid of something. Sith believed so.

He naturally does not consider himself weak. He always believes that even though his body is weak, his mind is strong.

Moss's body was lying in the corner. Due to the obstruction of the table, Sith could only see Moss's exposed feet lying on the ground.

He couldn't help but walked over, wanting to move his feet a little more so that he could stand in front of the console without seeing Moss out of the corner of his eye. At this time, he saw that Moss's eyes were open. of.

"Huh?" Sis frowned, something was obviously wrong. He clearly remembered the opening and closing of the dead Moss's eyes, because he had deliberately closed Moss's eyes with his hands before.

But now, the strange thing was that Moss not only did not close his eyes, but also opened his eyes and looked directly at him.

Yes, Sith felt this way, Moss's open eyes were looking at him.

"I misremembered," Sith murmured, "I didn't close his eyes, that's all."

Repeating these words, Sith stepped forward and closed Moss's eyes again.

When he returned to the console and looked at the duel between Eric and Galactus on the screen, he spotted Morse's feet again out of the corner of his eye.

"Damn, I was so distracted by those open eyes that I actually forgot that my original intention was to cover his feet!" Sith cursed, secretly cursing himself for forgetting, and walked over to try to cover Moss's feet. feet, but saw Moss's open eyes again.

Sis smiled and said, "What a ghost, what a ghost."

As he spoke, he took out a small knife, stepped forward and dug out two of Moss's eyes, cut them into thin slices with the blade of the knife, then stood up and stepped on them twice, until they shattered into a puddle of water.

"Sith, are you scared?"

The voice from behind Sith startled him, and he quickly turned around and saw Moss.

"Moss? Aren't you dead?" Sith was shocked and quickly looked at the body, which was still there.

"I am dead, but I am not willing to accept it, so I still have a 'ghost'." Moss smiled, "You didn't expect it, did you? Yes, I didn't expect that death is not the end."

"You were killed by me when you were alive. Will I be afraid of you if you become a soul?" Sith said coldly, "I'm not afraid of living people, let alone dead people. I know, you and him are just in my mind. It’s just a burst of radio waves, you don’t exist, you are just my illusion.”

"So, why do you want to talk to your hallucination? If you know that I am your hallucination, why don't you ignore me?" Moss asked, "Are you afraid that I am not an hallucination, but a real person?" The ghost of your life.”

"I'm not afraid of anything. If you are a ghost, try killing me." Sith said, "I know, you are just a radio wave. The most you can do is scare me. You have no strength and can't do anything to me."

"No, I can," Moss said. "Do you believe it?"

"I have made it very clear that you are just a radio wave." Sith said.

"Do you believe it?" Moss asked again.

"What do you believe? Do you believe that you are a radio wave? I believe this, because you are." Sith said.

"Do you believe it?" Moss still asked.

For some reason, Sith felt a fire in his heart, "I have already answered that I believe it."

"So you believe me, I can kill you, I can do something to you." Moss said.

"No! I'm not saying that, I'm saying that I believe you are just a radio wave! A radio wave that I can't fight back even if I gouge out my eyes!" Sith raised his foot and kicked Moss, but the kick missed.

"So, you don't believe it?" Moss asked.

"Don't believe it? Yes, I don't believe you can kill me." Sith said.

"Don't believe it?" Moss asked with a smile.

"I don't believe it." Sith said coldly.

"You don't believe I'm just a radio, do you?" Moss asked.

Sith went a little crazy, and he nervously argued with Moss, and Moss always talked to him in terms of belief and disbelief. This five-minute conversation made him crazy.

"I said! I'm not afraid of Eric! I'm not afraid of anything!" Sith rushed out of the control room as if he was drunk and ran towards the rescue cabin. No one knew what he wanted to do.

Inside the spaceship, the temperature was like magma erupting. The battle between Eric and Galactus had entered a white-hot stage. During this nearly twenty-minute battle, Galactus' speed became slower and slower, and he could only rely on energy to suppress it.

"Is your endurance unlimited, Earthling?" Galactus asked.

"What? Can't you do it anymore?" Eric said coldly.

"No, I'm just curious about what you call power." Swallowing Star said, "Where is the source?"

"Unlike you who rely on swallowing planets to maintain your strength, I rely on my own strength." Eric said, "Your energy rays are no longer as good as each other."

"Believe me, Sith, we have worked together for so long!" Moss said sadly.

"No, Moss," Sith said, "If there is anyone in the world who should be least trusted, it's you."

Moss knelt on the ground, moved forward and came to Sith, looked at Sith with tears in his eyes and said, "I promise you, I swear to God, I will treat your relatives as my relatives, I will definitely do it, because"

At this point, Moss suddenly stood up and grabbed Sith's gun with great speed. However, as soon as he said it, Sith pulled the trigger even faster.

A person trying to seize a gun is indeed caught by surprise, but how can he go faster than a person who is prepared?

Moss thought it was an opportunity, that Sith was attracted by his words, but that was just what he thought.

Sith was not as stupid as he thought.

Seeing Moss falling to the ground, Sis took a deep breath. Moss in front of him was looking at the ceiling with empty eyes. Perhaps a dead man could no longer use the word "looking" to describe that look.

"You are still dead, Moss." Sith said, "It's over. From the beginning, the ending has been how it should be. Without skills, how can you be equal to me? This is what I have always suspected. This is unfair. , only I deserve to be respected."

Of course Moss didn't reply, because dead people can't reply.

The Sith dragged Moss's body to a corner and closed his open eyes with his palms. This was a meaningless move, and the Sith himself did not understand why he did this. .

A dead person, a corpse, what's worth messing with?

The Sith was puzzled. He had successfully deceived himself.

Because he just didn't want to see Moss's body in the control room, he didn't want to see it, he was even afraid of seeing it.

But he himself was not willing to admit these. Only the weak would admit that they were afraid of something. Sith believed so.

He naturally does not consider himself weak. He always believes that even though his body is weak, his mind is strong.

Moss's body was lying in the corner. Due to the obstruction of the table, Sith could only see Moss's exposed feet lying on the ground.

He couldn't help but walked over, wanting to move his feet a little more so that he could stand in front of the console without seeing Moss out of the corner of his eye. At this time, he saw that Moss's eyes were open. of.

"Huh?" Sis frowned, something was obviously wrong. He clearly remembered the opening and closing of the dead Moss's eyes, because he had deliberately closed Moss's eyes with his hands before.

But now, the strange thing was that Moss not only did not close his eyes, but also opened his eyes and looked directly at him.

Yes, Sith felt this way, Moss's open eyes were looking at him.

"I misremembered," Sith murmured, "I didn't close his eyes, that's all."

Repeating these words, Sith stepped forward and closed Moss's eyes again.

When he returned to the console and looked at the duel between Eric and Galactus on the screen, he spotted Morse's feet again out of the corner of his eye.

"Damn, I was so distracted by those open eyes that I actually forgot that my original intention was to cover his feet!" Sith cursed, secretly cursing himself for forgetting, and walked over to try to cover Moss's feet. feet, but saw Moss's open eyes again.

Sis smiled and said, "What a ghost, what a ghost."

As he spoke, he took out a small knife, stepped forward and dug out two of Moss's eyes, cut them into thin slices with the blade of the knife, then stood up and stepped on them twice, until they shattered into a puddle of water.

"Sith, are you scared?"

The voice from behind Sith startled him, and he quickly turned around and saw Moss.

"Moss? Aren't you dead?" Sith was shocked and quickly looked at the body, which was still there.

"I am dead, but I am not willing to accept it, so I still have a 'ghost'." Moss smiled, "You didn't expect it, did you? Yes, I didn't expect that death is not the end."

"You were killed by me when you were alive. Will I be afraid of you if you become a soul?" Sith said coldly, "I'm not afraid of living people, let alone dead people. I know, you and him are just in my mind. It’s just a burst of radio waves, you don’t exist, you are just my illusion.”

"So, why do you want to talk to your hallucination? If you know that I am your hallucination, why don't you ignore me?" Moss asked, "Are you afraid that I am not an hallucination, but a real person?" The ghost of your life.”

"I'm not afraid of anything. If you are a ghost, try killing me." Sith said, "I know, you are just a radio wave. The most you can do is scare me. You have no strength and can't do anything to me."

"No, I can," Moss said. "Do you believe it?"

"I have made it very clear that you are just a radio wave." Sith said.

"Do you believe it?" Moss asked again.

"What do you believe? Do you believe that you are a radio wave? I believe this, because you are." Sith said.

"Do you believe it?" Moss still asked.

For some reason, Sith felt a fire in his heart, "I have already answered that I believe it."

"So you believe me, I can kill you, I can do something to you." Moss said.

"No! I'm not saying that, I'm saying that I believe you are just a radio wave! A radio wave that I can't fight back even if I gouge out my eyes!" Sith raised his foot and kicked Moss, but the kick missed.

"So, you don't believe it?" Moss asked.

"Don't believe it? Yes, I don't believe you can kill me." Sith said.

"Don't believe it?" Moss asked with a smile.

"I don't believe it." Sith said coldly.

"You don't believe I'm just a radio, do you?" Moss asked.

Sith went a little crazy, and he nervously argued with Moss, and Moss always talked to him in terms of belief and disbelief. This five-minute conversation made him crazy.

"I said! I'm not afraid of Eric! I'm not afraid of anything!" Sith rushed out of the control room as if he was drunk and ran towards the rescue cabin. No one knew what he wanted to do.

Inside the spaceship, the temperature was like magma erupting. The battle between Eric and Galactus had entered a white-hot stage. During this nearly twenty-minute battle, Galactus' speed became slower and slower, and he could only rely on energy to suppress it.

"Is your endurance unlimited, Earthling?" Galactus asked.

"What? Can't you do it anymore?" Eric said coldly.

"No, I'm just curious about what you call power." Swallowing Star said, "Where is the source?"

"Unlike you who rely on swallowing planets to maintain your strength, I rely on my own strength." Eric said, "Your energy rays are no longer as good as each other."