Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

The attack was instantaneous and covered every angle, leaving Merlin no time to defend himself.

His sword light was blocked by Zhang Yi, but he could not withstand Zhang Yi's attack and was directly pinched until blood spurted out of his body!

"puff!"

It was like a big mosquito being slapped to death, blood splattered, and only a piece of almost human skin was left, slowly floating towards the endless abyss below.

Soon, a ray of light carried him up into the sky and disappeared into the world.

"This trial has ended. The winner will be transported to the next trial. Please be prepared."

The manager's voice sounded coldly in Zhang Yi's ears.

Zhang Yi took a deep breath and exhaled a long breath. He looked at the huge arm in his right hand that belonged to Platos.

"Luckily I have this thing! Otherwise I would have to continue wasting time with him like this."

……

The battlefield where King Arthur faced Hela.

The war lasted about a week.

In the head-on confrontation, King Arthur's ability was absolutely suppressed, but the problem was that he could not completely kill Hela.

King Arthur's sword pierced Hela's chest again, nailing her to a large bluestone.

Blood was flowing from Hela's mouth. She looked up at King Arthur in front of her. Although her body was in pain, she still smiled wildly.

"It's useless. No matter how many times you kill me, you can't win this battle!"

"My ability is called [Soul Hiding Box], because I have hidden my heart in an unknown place. As long as you can't destroy my heart, you will never be able to kill me."

"Even if you kill me a thousand times, ten thousand times, I can still be resurrected! Hahahaha! King Arthur, no matter how powerful you are, you cannot defeat me!"

King Arthur looked down at the woman in front of him coldly.

He suddenly laughed too, and his laughter grew louder and louder, finally drowning out Hela's laughter.

The smile on Hela's face slowly froze, because the expression on King Arthur's face at this moment was as evil as a devil.

She had a bad feeling in her heart, but she still spoke calmly.

"Oh, what can you do to me now? At most, you can just kill me a few hundred, a few thousand times! But you still can't change the outcome!"

King Arthur lowered his head. A blood-red moon hung high in the sky, and the fragments on his forehead cast a large shadow on his face.

"But why must I kill you?"

"???"

A look of surprise flashed across Hela’s face.

"If you don't kill me, you won't be able to pass this level of the trial."

"That's right!"

King Arthur smiled, but it was a very cruel smile.

"I figured it out, I finally figured it out!"

"If I can't kill you, then I'll let you find a way to kill yourself!"

He held the sword stuck in Hela's body with both hands and twisted it hard. A large amount of blood spurted out from the wound, and then Hela let out a shrill scream.

"Pfft!"

King Arthur pulled the sword out of Hela's body and swung it cleanly and neatly.

“Shh!” “Shh!” “Shh!” “Shh!”

A cold light flashed, and Hela's limbs fell neatly to the ground. Her shrill screams pierced the night sky.

"I really can't kill you."

"But as long as you don't die, there's no way to resurrect you, right?"

"According to my calculations, it will take about thirty minutes for your wounds to heal. So from now on, every thirty minutes, I will chop off your limbs."

"The trial has no time constraints."

"From now on, I will continue to leave sword wounds on your body. I have not received professional training, so I don't know what kind of execution will cause the most pain."

"But," he changed the subject, his smile twisted and ferocious, "Anyway, you can't die! So no matter what I do, it doesn't matter, right?"

Hela howled in pain. As a Black Chariot-level mutant, her five senses were sharper than those of ordinary people.

They also feel pain better than ordinary people.

Therefore, this kind of physical pain still made her sweat run down her head, and her teeth even bit her lips.

But compared to these, the words that King Arthur said really plunged her into an endless nightmare!

In the nightmare of eternal life.

Not being able to die means that she cannot escape from this hell and will always be tortured by King Arthur using various cruel means!

"If you can do it, just give it a try!"

Hela glared at King Arthur and spat bloody saliva in his face.

King Arthur dodged the spit.

"it is good."

His voice was like that from hell.

He paused for a few seconds, as if thinking about something, then he picked up a broken thigh bone from the bones on the ground. The blood on the broken surface was dried, but it was very sharp.

"let's start."