"Over five thousand seconds?"
"No, actually it won't take that long at all. The heavier you are, the harder it is for me to kill you."
"In about two thousand seconds, I will lose the window to manually defeat you."
"I'll have to choose to explode in advance to ensure I can blow you to pieces."
Gao Xin admitted this point, and the excited expressions of the crowd suddenly stiffened.
Only a two-thousand-second window; if they miss this, they won't be able to kill Saint Peter later either.
They must decisively self-detonate; otherwise, even self-detonation won't kill him by the time it reaches five thousand seconds.
Saint Peter ethereally said, "That's right, you still have a chance of winning now. So, how are you going to defeat me?"
Gao Xin smiled indifferently and said, "I don't know. If I had a sure way to defeat you, why would I explode?"
"These two thousand seconds are the time left for hope, to do one's best and leave the rest to fate..."
