A certain man from the motherland

brush!

The tall icebergs that stabbed into the sky were swept away by thick heat rays and cut off their sharp peaks, before they fell with a rumble.

Arthur was embarrassed to avoid Ron's attack.

Ron was also attacked by the people of his motherland, but even the suit on him could not be broken. It could only work by replenishing his energy.

"Damn it, even this is of no use to him. It seems like it was all absorbed by him and used to beat me."

The battle continued for a while, and Arthur, whose body was damaged by plasma laser rays many times, saw Ron standing in the void and looking at the laser eyes of his motherland, and realized this with an ugly face.

He let the people of the motherland attack Ron, which seemed to replenish his energy.

Although he has the ability to recover quickly, he cannot recover infinitely after all.

Bang!

After struggling for a few times, Arthur's eyes suddenly turned into a streak of light, and he gritted his teeth and quickly tried to escape.

What happened this time was not a small accident that made him retreat from his leisurely life, but a huge horror that could engulf him.

Ron's strength was so great that he saw no hope of victory.

"Stop him for me."

He issued orders to the people of his homeland who were under control.

Stop Ron and give him time to escape.

"You let a slow sloth intercept me?"

With a sneer, Ron emerged with a crimson energy flame, blocking Arthur's path in an instant. With strong oppression, he looked at the injured prey trying to escape with indifference like a hunter.

"You have such an imaginative mind.

The man from the motherland who flew towards him slowly was glanced at and knocked away by the laser beam.

"By the way, in my eyes you are just another lame turtle."

"Ron, I know that you have some relationship with the heroine named Starlight, as well as your mother and brother."

When he reached a desperate situation, Arthur, whose clothes were ragged and covered in mud and water, punched him and threatened him fiercely.

"Let me go. I have the power of immortality. You can't kill me, otherwise you will have to learn how to take care of a vegetative person for the rest of your life!"

"You use them to threaten me?"

Easily catching his fist and grabbing his hand like an iron pincer, Ron punched him in the face, the air wave rolled and exploded, and cold words came.

"Guess why I decided to place your grave in Antarctica?"

Bang, another punch.

Arthur, who had a physique no less than that of a native of his motherland, looked weak and could not escape while holding his fists. He was hit on the head by iron fists with terrifying power, causing blood to spatter.

After repeated heavy blows, he vaguely saw the kingdom of the dead waving to him.

"Because it's covered in wind and snow all year round, and it's completely white. If there's a war, satellites can't see it?"

"No, the main reason is because it's far enough here."

After a long period of regeneration and fighting, Ron clearly felt that Arthur's strength had weakened a lot. He easily grabbed him by the neck and looked at him with a playful expression.

"Tell me, where did I hide them?"

"If you can tell me, I'll let you go!"

Even Professor

Half a world away, he didn't believe that Arthur's psychic ability could cover such a wide area and find a few 'ordinary people'.

"North...the North Pole."

This was a fatal question. Arthur, who had his neck squeezed hard, quickly turned his brain. After being beaten and losing several teeth, he struggled to utter two words with blood mixed in his mouth.

"It's the North Pole!"

The farthest place on the earth from Antarctica is the North Pole. This is the safest distance. He can only take a gamble when it comes to life and death.

"wrong answer."

Confirming that the person in front of him did not threaten him at all, Ron looked down at the frightened person in front of him with disdain, as if he had sentenced him to death, and grabbed his head forcefully, with hot rays emitting from his eyes.

"I didn't hide them at all."

"you?……"

Arthur was frightened and angry after being tricked. The next second, a scarlet dazzling light occupied his entire field of vision.

Ahhhh!

Screams of agony resounded over the Antarctic.

The scorching ray penetrated his eyes, shot into his head, and evaporated his brain.

Arthur's mouth widened, shining with light, his thoughts stopped, his hands hung down helplessly, and he had to stop all futile struggles.

"Immortality?"

While constantly instilling energy to destroy his regenerated brain, Ron said with disdain, "It's over."

Although he had acquired the ability of immortality and rebirth a long time ago, he never let down his guard.

Because this kind of immortal rebirth has flaws.

Once the head is destroyed, unless the enemy has no ability to fight again, or is too stupid to seize the opportunity, he will have to wait for someone to slaughter him and give him true death.

laugh!

I don't know how long it took, but the motherland man, whose face was bruised and swollen, opened his eyes in a daze and regained consciousness.

I saw a terrifying head, with black eyes and a wide mouth, an expression of pain and contortion, and a hot light remained in the eye sockets, like two ghost fires, hanging in the air and looking at him.

"what?"

He was so frightened by the horrific scene so close that he almost turned around and ran away.

"you're awake."

A cold voice floated slowly in the cold wind.

"He's dead? Did you kill him?"

In the wind and snow, the people of the motherland, whose hearts were beating fast, looked up and saw that the bloody and terrifying corpse's head was not floating in the air, but was being carried.

He was carried casually by Ron.

Although the corpse's face was distorted in pain, he recognized it as Arthur's head.

"Do you still retain your memory when you were controlled?"

"I...I am being controlled"

Recalling the scene in his memory of being brutally beaten by Ron, fear flashed across the eyes of the native, who had pain and bruises at the corners of his mouth. He swallowed and quickly explained.

That cold and ruthless look was really scary. It felt like Ron didn't care whether the attack would kill him.

"Just remember."

Nodding with satisfaction, Ron turned around and flew away.

After getting up, he glanced at the headless corpse that fell on the ground in the distance and was covered by the wind and snow. Thinking of the people of his motherland who were almost scared to death, he followed up and asked carefully.

"You just killed him, why did you cut off his head?"

"Should we take it back as a trophy?"

Isn't it a little too perverted?

"Sometimes the dead are more useful than the living."

Ron didn't look back and replied meaningfully.