"Chief Edward, you are not dead?"

Looking at the man standing in front of him, Clark, covered in blood, widened his eyes in disbelief.

On the day when the new airship was in trouble, many people witnessed Bechimo Edward falling from the roof of the new airship shed.

Even though the body was not found in the end, many people still sentenced Bechimo Edward to death in their hearts.

Clark never thought that he could see him here.

"Let's go and save the others from the strange meter."

Bechimo Edward, who was facing away from Clark, had a bad face, and the black lines between his neck were clearly visible.

But he still protected Clark in front of Dalton Valen.

"Edward, I knew you didn't die so easily. It seems that you have a backup plan too... Now, why should you come to this mess? You should know that this poison will not occur as long as you don't use your talent."

Looking at the "old friend" who suddenly appeared in front of him, Dalton crossed his hands behind his back and grabbed it, and the corner of his eyes swept across the airship that was landing on the island.

His mood was not as calm as he seemed.

"Dalton, why are you?"

Because he was sealed by the hourglass as soon as he fell from a new airship, he didn't know about the series of events that happened in Demingham.

In fact, Semier and his team only fully confirmed after the new airship incident that their director of the special commission had long stopped fighting to protect Deminghan.

When Bechimo woke up from the moment stop state and felt the breath of the man on the island, he immediately understood everything.

"Why can't it be me...Edward, what are you planning?"

Dalton knew a lot, and since he chose to cooperate with the Saints Association, he naturally knew their plans.

"You told me that you don't believe in God."

With his thumb pressed on the scabbard, Bechimo did not answer Dalton, but was telling the answer to a question he had asked Dalton himself.

"Of course I don't believe it, it was the case in the past and the present, but if I believe in God can let me sit in that position, I will believe it without hesitation, even if it's just a lip."

For Dalton, as long as he can achieve his goal, there are no taboos.

"You want power?"

"So that's it."

Dalton did not shy away from this topic at all. This was what he wanted, and there was no such thing as being ashamed to speak out.

"Then are you ready to die for it?"

Edward's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared in the woodland a few meters behind Dalton.

In this area in the middle, whether it is grass leaves, stubborn stones, or the standing trees, it was broken in one stroke at this moment!

Dalton is no exception.

The body of a body that is about the length of the waist and abdomen has disappeared.

Completely cut in half!

However, there was only scattered sand and no blood at all in the wound.

"I've seen this move two years ago, so I'm naturally prepared. Edward, I have to admit that your strength is slightly better than me, but now you really think you can beat me? I just need to avoid the battle. After a while, your body will collapse on its own. You should know this more than me."

The battle between dominant levels is easy to determine the outcome, but it is not that simple to determine the outcome of life and death.

Dalton once fought side by side with Edward, knowing that all his talents and skills were focused on offense, and he had also seen Edward's lethality in his heyday. He might not be able to win against him, but Edward's current state has undoubtedly entered the countdown to death.

When it comes to persistent struggle, why fear?

"Sand Burial!"

With a thought, the dominant power burst out, and a large number of cracks appeared on the ground all over his body. Then, the soil was broken into sand and stones in an instant. Within a few seconds, the woodland within a hundred meters of Dalton's feet became a vast sand land, and anything on it was gradually sinking. As long as the sand was stained with something, it was like some ground-bound spirits described in the book, constantly climbing to those who fell into the sand and pulling them down.

Edward faced the same dilemma.

He did not retreat or avoid the sand, but walked step by step in the sand. With every step he took, the gravel that was originally attached to life immediately returned to peace, and their connection with Dalton was cut off!

"Slay, if you cut off one, I will create another thousand. If you cut off one thousand, I can create another ten thousand. If you raise my hand, you will have to pay the price to cross my sand!"

As soon as the words came, the gravel at Edward's feet suddenly rolled, forming a wave of sand several meters high and slapped towards him.

All I heard was the sound of the blade being sheathed, and all the sand and dust were dissipated.

Edward, who was in the middle of the sand, once again posed as he had on the roof of a new airship hut.

It was obvious that Edward was not ready to follow Dalton's wishes.

Sword storm!

The moment when the sword lights in the sky appeared again.

Donald, who once felt that breath on a new airship, finally knew who was going to block Dalton. The only one who could confront the director of the Extraordinary Bureau seemed to be the only director of the police station.

No one can intervene in the battle between the two top Demingham existences.

They have their battles.

Donald also has his own battle.

When he returned to the battlefield, he saw a chaotic scene. The teams coming down from the airship and the remaining people in the strange game fought against the joint team of the Thunderstorm and the Saints Association. The two sides inevitably fell into a melee between the woodlands.

Donald was fucking aside and dealt with several people who did not wear government badges or special bureau badges, and searched for the other people in the Rose Squad.

However, Horn and the others couldn't find it, but saw an old acquaintance.

The iconic liquid-like flame swayed like a high-power searchlight under the dark sky.

Double casting·Bigby Vajra Fist!

Without any hesitation, Donald immediately turned on his spiritual vision and locked the person who was throwing at the nearby person holding a liquid fire spear.

The latter noticed the two fists attacking him at the first time, and condensed liquid fire shields to forcibly resist.

"Ms. Desperate didn't kill you?"

Liquid Fire was upset about the sudden appearance of the people and the airship, and finally saw Donald again.

The heart is even more unhappy.

"I'm very lucky. I have a helper to stop her, so I'm back to deal with you now when I have time. How about this? This extremely rich environment with negative energy may have a lot of suppression on your talent? What should I do... Don't get me wrong, I'm worried about you. After all, my talent is not affected by this environment. Isn't it very fair to you?"

With a bad smile on his face, Donald's eyes remained on the ugly expression of Lihuo.
Chapter completed!