When Heather's eyes fell on Hasting, this old woman with a high position in V5 was so frightened that she shuddered. She was extremely brave if she didn't faint.
Pariston’s expression did not change, he was still smiling, and he was even in the mood to say hello to Heather: “Long time no see, Mr. Heather.”
Heather ignored Pariston and focused on Hasting: "Hasting, Minister of Defense of the United States of Sahelta, right?"
Hasting burst into tears, not showing the slightest sign of being in a powerful position, and just whined and begged for mercy: "Don't, don't kill me... This is a decision made by President Hoffman, and the executor is S.S.A. I,
I'm just someone who signs and applauds..."
"Are you still quibbling about it now? You are the one who intends to seize Rhoda Kingdom's property and telepathy device. You are the one who makes a fuss about the Hunter Association in order to gain support from domestic political parties. You are the one who offers various suggestions to President Hoffmann.
It’s still you.”
Heather's voice was simply plain, without any hint of murderous intent:
“Not to kill you? This request makes me very embarrassed, Lord Hastings.”
Hasting pursed his lips, racking his brains to find an excuse that would prevent him from being killed.
“Hehehe...hahaha!!”
At this time, Pariston, who was lying on the ground and tied up, let out an uncontrollable burst of joyful laughter. He laughed so happily that tears came to his eyes.
Jin, who was standing aside, frowned: "Palistone, why are you laughing?"
Pariston finally managed to catch his breath, but still had an exaggerated smile on his face: "Jin, don't you think it's funny? A monster that doesn't belong to this world, standing on the moral high ground and trying to punish the residents of this world.
?What’s even funnier is that no one present expressed any objection?”
The golden brows were twisted into the Chinese character Sichuan, and the anger caused the thoughts to burn: "Heather is not a monster, he is my friend! The culprit that caused all this now is you yourself, why do you have the face to confuse right and wrong here?"
“You are scared, Jin Fulis. The power of destroying V5 makes you tremble. Your subconscious does not dare to offend this monster, but I am not afraid.”
Pariston turned to look at Heather, and the smile on his face turned into a deep sarcasm: "Dear arbitrator, what kind of verdict are you going to read for me?"
“Don’t worry, Pariston Hill, it’s your turn next.”
Heather had no intention of being irritated by Pariston and continued to look at Hasting: "Rhoda Kingdom died because of you, and Jack's father's death has nothing to do with you. President Hoffman has already preceded you."
He has gone to the other side of the underworld in one step, don't let him be alone for too long."
Hasting was about to beg for mercy when a violent fire suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and then he knew nothing.
In the eyes of Jin, Sheba, Xie Nuo and other masters, Heather's entire right arm turned orange-red, which was the infinite flame that turned into reality!
As Heather punched out her right fist, the spiral pillar of fire condensed to the limit instantly emptied the surrounding air, causing a terrifying whistling sound and hitting Hasting directly. The latter was burned directly before he even had time to scream.
It turned into the most complete debris and then completely evaporated, leaving only a huge burn mark that spread infinitely on the desolate and messy land.
The terrifying hot wind then struck all around. Jin, Xiba and others subconsciously raised their arms in front of themselves, and encouraged their thoughts to cover the surface of their bodies. Only then could they withstand the hot wind.
What a terrifying telepathy! The expressions of Xiba and Xeno became extremely cautious at the same time. If they had thought before that Heather relied on some strange telepathy device or cooperated with other telepathy ability users to create the destruction of the United States of Sahelta.
That violent storm, then the terrifying incineration cannon that appeared in front of them at this moment burned away all their remaining luck.
If you want Heather to help, you can't be "hard". As Jin said before, this person is soft and not hard.
The hot wind blew Pariston, who was lying not far from Hastings, into disgrace, and his beautiful and shiny blond hair became as messy as a bird's nest.
Feeling Heather's eyes on him, Pariston said calmly: "Before you kill me, I have something to say."
Heather spread out her hands, indicating that Pariston could start performing.
Pariston cleared his throat and said loudly:
"Mr. Heather, you think I am the murderer behind the death of your friend. I do not deny this. But I also have a question that I want to ask you in front of everyone - I mobilized the resources of the Hunter Association and V5,
There is no trace of your public actions a year ago. In other words, you are like an outsider who broke into this world and suddenly appeared in the human world. You are not from this world, right?"
After hearing Pariston's questioning, Jin looked at Heather. He had already guessed about Heather's identity. Although Jin himself did not reject Heather's outsider status, human beings are complex creatures after all.
There's no guarantee that other people think the same way.
“That’s right, I’m not from this world.” To King and Pariston’s surprise, Heather openly admitted her status as a foreigner.
"...If you admit that you are not from this world, then you are a complete alien invasive species. What qualifications does an invader have to make a life and death sentence for all the citizens of the huge United States of Sahelta? Or, in other words, with
Using moral judgment and revenge as an excuse to rationalize and minimize the resistance of the target world, is this the true purpose of invaders like you?"
Pariston was very cruel and determined to push Heather towards the opposite side.
As long as Heather opened her mouth to defend her behavior, Pariston had 10,000 ways to use the power of words to drag Heather into the quagmire, eventually causing her to fall into extreme self-denial.
But facing Pariston lying on the ground chattering, Heather just smiled, stepped on the side of Pariston's face, and said softly:
"You ask me why I should destroy Sahel Towers? That's a good question. Because... I want to do it, and I have the power. In fact, as long as I want, I can destroy all human civilization and society within 70 hours.
A place where humans can completely disappear from this planet.”
Pariston’s eyes almost popped out of his head, but after all, he was just a frog in the well, and he had no idea how to discuss the “human heart” with such a super powerful person who could easily destroy the world.
The other party doesn’t care about your chatter at the negotiating table and crushes the table, the room, and the world into pieces.
This makes Pariston, who has always used language arts and two-choice questions to play with people's hearts, not knowing how to deal with it.
At this time, he finally showed a little panic, his face, which was deformed by Heather's leather boots, twisted and shouted at the top of his lungs:
“You can’t kill me!! Otherwise, your master and junior brother will all die!!”