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Killian was not afraid at all, looking down at Sherlock like a high emperor.

After a long time, he spoke.

"I didn't expect that the person I thought was the least important and had the most normal relationship with that idiot Tony would be the first to come to this place! Why, did the magical boy seek revenge for the explosion that blew up your home? ?”

Killian's tone was frivolous, and he didn't seem to care at all about the black aura emerging from Sherlock's body. In Killian's view, even if Sherlock had the means, he would definitely not be a perfect match for his many desperate viruses. the opponent.

Not to mention Sherlock alone, even if all the Avengers are called over now, Killian believes that his Extremis virus can overwhelm the Avengers. Therefore, as for the magic in Charlotte, Killian Ann wasn't too alarmed.

Hearing Killian's almost arrogant words, Sherlock, who was originally calm, suddenly laughed, and his laughter gradually turned crazy from the initial laugh.

After a while, Sherlock stopped laughing, looked at Killian standing high up with a crazy smile on his face, bowed slightly and said.

"It seems that your intelligence work can be said to be rubbish, so please introduce yourself.

I, Sherlock Phoenix, Tony Stark's only blood relative, Iron Man's comrade, a member of the Avengers, the only being who has mastered magic in this world, and the maker of the omnipotent potion.

Although I have never admitted it, the people have given me a nickname that suits my identity very well. I think you should have heard of it, wizard! The omnipotent wizard! "

Sanity: 20/100

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Like a crazy nobleman, Sherlock introduced himself gracefully while bowing slightly to Killian who was standing high above.

However, although Sherlock acted like an elegant noble, the crazy smile on his face and the disdain in his eyes were still clearly captured by Killian.

I don't know if it was because of the relationship between Sherlock and Tony, but looking at Sherlock's extremely mocking eyes, Killian seemed to be back to the time when he had been waiting on the rooftop all night.

In an instant, negative emotions such as shame, anger, fear, etc. suddenly flooded into Killian's brain. It felt like his dignity had been crushed to pieces, thrown to the ground and repeatedly stepped on and rubbed with his feet. It almost made Killian lose his mind.

"kill him!"

Killian gave the order to the men surrounding Sherlock below with almost red eyes!

No matter who the kid in front of him is, Killian will never allow his dignity to be trampled on again like that night!

No, Killian has even made up his mind. He wants to watch the brat in front of him being captured alive by his men, kneeling in front of him, being roasted into charcoal, and then crushed into pieces. powder.

Naturally, Killian's madness cannot be hidden from Sherlock who is standing below, but Sherlock naturally doesn't care. When it comes to madness, no one is more experienced than Sherlock.

It is true that Sherlock was able to keep up with Price's military training within seven years, and his magic level was close to that of Lao Deng and others. He even relied on himself when facing the dark life of 996 before traveling through time. Are you strong-willed?

No, that is the madness of a war nation that lies in the bones of every rabbit!

Although Sherlock usually laughs and laughs like a group of salted fish that most people meet in life, but this group of salted fish, if you really angered this group of salted fish, all of them would shout out. Players who don’t lose if they kill one, but earn money if they kill two.

If you add some genealogy temptations, bloodline awakening and other buffs, the whole world will be afraid of the madness.

So facing Killian's men who were walking towards him with a grin, Sherlock didn't panic at all, and even looked forward to it. With a flick of his wrist, the wand that participated in the Battle of New York appeared in Sherlock's hand. in hand.

With the appearance of the wand, Sherlock's clothes also surged. In less than a breath, Sherlock put on the battle clothes from the Battle of New York, which looked very gentlemanly.

Combined with the lingering black smoke on Sherlock's body and the crazy look on his face, he had an inexplicable and strange deterrent effect.

Although Sherlock's words well proved that what he just said was not a lie, Killian's subordinates were all Killian's die-hard fans after all. Although some people were shocked by Sherlock's change of clothes. , but there are still people who are very confident about the terminal virus in their bodies.

This was the case for the person closest to Sherlock. When Sherlock started to change his clothes, this tall man had a red light unique to the Extremis virus all over his body and punched Sherlock.

The surrounding temperature began to rise rapidly the moment the big man started to use his own desperate virus.

However, none of this seemed to have any impact on Sherlock. Faced with the fist that was wielding extremely high temperatures, Sherlock's response was just to raise a finger.

Facing Sherlock's raised finger, a look of disdain appeared on the face of the big man who was punching him. In his opinion, his Extremis Virus was already a powerful force that could be called a god, even if it was in Revenge Even the most mysterious and powerful wizard cannot resist the heat from the sun!

The fiery red fist hit Sherlock's extended index finger with a temperature that was enough to melt steel.

The moment the two came into contact, the scene that everyone imagined that Sherlock's fingers would break and fly backwards did not happen. Sherlock still stood there with a crazy smile on his face, but the big man who was punching was in contact. In an instant, his face changed drastically, and his whole person was nailed to the spot as if a body-holding spell had been cast on him.

Before anyone could figure out what happened, in the next second, under everyone's gaze, the murderous man turned into cherry blossom petals all over the ground. The breeze blew gently, and the pink petals The petals are flying in all directions and look extremely beautiful.

But such a beautiful scene was as scary as a huge wave in the hearts of those who besieged Sherlock. Almost subconsciously, they distanced themselves from Sherlock while gathering their breaths, and they still stood there with a vigilant gaze. of Sherlock.

"Ah, it's very beautiful, isn't it? But it seems that you don't like this scene, so I won't make it difficult for you. Since you like playing with fire so much, and you like to stage self-immolation and self-destruction at every turn, why don't you let me accompany you? Let’s play with fire!”

As Sherlock's crazy voice fell, blazing fire flew out of Sherlock's wand in an instant, and the faint blue flame enveloped everyone present almost instantly.

Under the surging fire waves, more powerful heat waves hit in all directions, which were different from the Grindelwald gas stove with many restrictions used in the New York battlefield.

This time, Sherlock didn't even put any restrictions on the blue fire of death.

The blue flame seemed to feel the anger deep in Sherlock's heart. It jumped excitedly along with the screams in the flame, and followed Sherlock's will to burn everything he saw.

In just a few breaths, the screams in the flames slowly disappeared without a trace. Apart from the blazing blue flames, the quiet sound of needles could be heard on the entire battlefield.

Under the blue light of the flames, Killian, who was standing high up, had a face as black as the bottom of a pot, staring at the blazing fire below.

Snapped.

Snapped.

Snapped.

The very abrupt sound of heels hitting the ground sounded, which was extremely abrupt in the battlefield where the needle could already be heard. As the footsteps became louder and louder, Sherlock, who was smiling like crazy, slowly walked out of the faint blue. walked out of the flames.

Under the glare of the flames, Sherlock looked like an evil ghost coming out of hell, which was frightening.

He looked up at Killian, who was standing high up with a livid face. The crazy look on Sherlock's face became more and more intense, and the corner of his mouth opened in a big arc and he said to Killian above.

"Don't even think about escaping. This game has reached a point where you can't stop fighting until you die!"

Sherlock snapped his fingers as he spoke. For a moment, the flames burning behind Sherlock seemed to have received some order. They began to spread rapidly. In less than a breath, a wall of fire enveloped the entire battlefield. Appeared right behind Sherlock.

This time, Killian, who was standing high up, no longer had the confidence he had at the beginning. He gritted his teeth and stared at Sherlock standing below, seemingly thinking about a countermeasure.

Sanity value: 10/100!

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Looking at Sherlock standing in front of the blue wall of flames, and seeing Sherlock's crazy and weird smile, Killian felt his skin crawling.

Look at the guy wearing the most gentlemanly clothes, but with the most twisted smile on his face, coupled with the layer of flames behind him and the black energy that keeps coming out and is almost twisting into substance.

The first impression you get is that of evil, chaos, madness, and gloom. All kinds of negative emotions almost come to you.

It even makes people unconsciously think of the childhood nightmare of all children in the Lighthouse Country, the clown!

That's right, apart from his appearance and makeup, the current Sherlock gives Killian the feeling that the Joker has stepped out of the comic book world!

Not only that, this clown is even more frightening than the clown in the comics, because in the comics, the clown doesn't have those magical but lethal tricks!

As a crazy and arrogant person, this is the first time in Kilian's life that he has an emotion named fear from the bottom of his heart!

However, the next second after Killian realized that he was actually afraid of Sherlock, his fear turned into a strong sense of shame, and then turned into boundless anger!

He considers himself to be a genius who is not inferior to Tony, and has mastered the Extremis virus that far exceeds the Iron Man suit. Now, he is actually afraid of a madman who can use some magic tricks?

Killian himself couldn’t believe it!

Similarly, Kilian doesn't believe that anyone can resist his self-destruction tactics in a sea of ​​people! This tactic can be said to be invincible. Even the Avengers suffered a lot from this tactic!

Trying hard to suppress the overwhelming emotions in his heart, Killian winked at the two people behind him. The two people who had been following Killian immediately nodded in understanding and turned around to retreat.

Seeing his personal men leaving, Killian turned to look at Sherlock who had been standing below.

Sherlock could clearly see Kilian's changing expression and gnashing of teeth just now. The blessings given by the Obscurus entry to Sherlock were not just about magic power!

Even Killian's subtle wink to his men was genuine to Sherlock's eyes.

But Sherlock didn't say much. He still stood there calmly watching Killian's performance with a crazy smile and contemptuous eyes, not even bothering to move.

"I admit, your magical tricks really amaze me! But my terminal virus is not just what those wastes show! Your name is Sherlock, right? Are you ready for your trial?"

Killian looked at the motionless Sherlock and became more and more angry, but at the same time, he was also full of confidence in his Extremis virus. After all, self-destruction and direct use of the Extremis virus to attack are two different things!

The latest desperate virus can even cause the heat generated when the human body self-destructs to directly reach the temperature of the surface of the sun!

Under such high temperatures, nothing can survive without being vaporized! Even if it really exists, no matter how magical Sherlock's magic is! If you can withstand such an attack once, can you withstand 10 times or 100 times?

Killian doesn't believe it! In Killian's world view, if Sherlock really had such an ability, then Sherlock would have been the king of the world long ago, and there would be no need to huddle in a small training ground and beg for perfection!

Faced with Killian's arrogant speech, Sherlock didn't even say anything, but the look in his eyes became more mocking, as if he was a nimble kitten playing with its prey that was about to die.

He even bowed slightly to Killian, who was standing high up, and made a gesture of invitation.

If you ignore the crazy look on Sherlock's face that reveals sarcasm, no one would be able to find any fault with Sherlock. However, combined with the look on Sherlock's face, it gives people a provocative and contemptuous look. Feel!

With a cold snort, Killian felt the anger in his heart getting stronger and stronger, and severely chopped the container at his feet.

With the sound of shoe heels hitting steel, the doors of a row of containers not far in front of Sherlock were suddenly opened.

There were many people standing densely inside, and everyone had their heads lowered and their shoulders lowered, as if they were asleep standing up.

Looking at the dense crowds in several containers in front of him, Sherlock's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he thought about what Killian was going to do, and his eyes became much colder in an instant.

"The tactic of human sea bombs? Poor Mr. Killian, there is a question I have wanted to ask you for a long time! What do you think of life?"

Sherlock's eyes were fixed on Killian who was standing high up. Although his tone still sounded crazy, the words he said gave people a cold feeling!

Facing Sherlock's question, Killian was stunned for a moment, and then he actually laughed. He never expected that a guy who looked even crazier and more evil than himself would actually ask him a question that only A question that only decent people would ask in cartoons.

"This is just a small sacrifice before the new world comes. Now, accept your fate! Kill him!"

After Killian laughed for a while, his expression gradually turned cold. He stomped the container under his feet again and gave orders to the group of people inside the container who seemed to be sleeping.

Following Killian's order, the people who seemed to be asleep all raised their heads in an instant and stared at Sherlock who was standing not far away.

Rays of red light lit up from those who raised their heads, and also illuminated the faces of the densely packed crowd inside the container.

There are men and women, old people and children, people with dark skin, people with white skin, people with yellow skin, people of all ages and races, all kinds of fat and thin inside the container. All.

It was impossible to find anyone similar in the dense crowd, but everyone was in the same state, with no sparkle in their eyes!

With their uniform movements and dull, empty eyes, these people look more like creatures that only appear in movies and novels than zombies!

Looking at the densely packed heads in several containers in front of him, even Sherlock couldn't help but sigh.

"Killian, what evil have you done!"

Listening to Sherlock's sigh, Killian just curled his lips and sneered, as if the person he had just ordered to die was not a person but an object, and said to Sherlock.

"Enjoy your last fireworks! You know this is the gift I prepared for your dear uncle!"

After finishing speaking, Kilian lost interest in watching any more and turned around to leave. In his knowledge, his human sea bomb tactic was absolutely invincible!

But before he took a few steps, he was stopped by the exclamation of another subordinate who was following him. He turned around and looked down, only to see a scene that he would never forget!

Sanity value: 7/100!

Chapter 281

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Turn killing into art!

Killian didn't believe this sentence at first, thinking that it was just the rhetoric of those idle artists or the excuses that those perverted murderers found for their crimes.

But the scene in front of me truly confirmed the authenticity of this sentence!

Just when Killian said to Sherlock, 'Enjoy your last fireworks. 'After that, the people in the container seemed to have received some order, and the red light on their bodies became more and more intense.

The moment Killian turned around, everyone in the container roared and rushed towards Sherlock as if they had received some order.

Faced with a scene that was like a zombie siege, Sherlock was not panicked at all. After all, it was not difficult for Sherlock's magic to deal with these self-destructing soldiers who were unconscious and looked like zombies.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Sherlock wanted to, these people would be wishful thinking even if they wanted to get close to Sherlock.

But I don't know why, maybe because of the influence of Obscurus' entry, or because the anger in Sherlock's heart gradually swallowed up Sherlock's reason, Sherlock did not choose those seemingly peaceful methods.

Instead, he chose the bloodiest, most violent and crazy method. The Shenfeng Wuying continued to fly out of Sherlock's wand in conjunction with the crushing spell and the cutting spell.

Sherlock is like the conductor of an orchestra, playing a waltz called death.

Every time the magic wand was waved, a large number of people would be broken into pieces, or their heads and bodies would be separated, or they would be reduced to limbs and arms.

Blood, severed limbs, and flying ashes repeatedly appeared in the venue, coupled with Sherlock's elegant movements like an orchestra conductor and the weird smile on his face that revealed the madness.

At this moment, Sherlock seemed to have completely transformed into a messenger from hell. Every time he waved the wand, it seemed that what he was waving was not the small stick, but the sickle of death.