Leziren’s happy life in Marvel

Harvest the fruit called life with ease and joy.

Yes, it was joy. I don't know why, such an anti-human scene, such a hell-like scene, actually made Sherlock feel not disgust or fear, but an emotion called joy.

It was like the dew coming out of a long drought, the same feeling as when he was named on the gold medal list. Sherlock didn't even notice that his emotions were so abnormal, and gradually he even became a little addicted to such pleasure.

The corpses were slowly piled up, and the blood on the ground continued to outline a beautiful and weird picture. In the middle of the broken limbs, a gentleman with a weird and crazy smile on his face was commanding the names with a look of enjoyment. It’s called the Waltz of Death.

This scene was deeply engraved in the eyes of Killian and another of his men, and a kind of fear stemming from the biological survival instinct arose in the hearts of the two of them.

This is not a simple fear, but a fear when facing natural enemies, just like a centipede meets a rooster or an antelope meets a lion. This is the fear that occurs in human blood when facing higher-level enemies. .

Until now, Killian felt an emotion called regret for the first time. He began to regret that he had provoked such a madman.

But regret is regret. As a hero, Kilian regrets and is afraid, but he still has to think about what to do next!

After all, in the current situation, it is no longer realistic to negotiate or escape. Killian does not have the courage to challenge the weird blue flame to see if he can withstand the desperate virus.

Similarly, Killian is not the only one who has fear deep in his heart, but also Tony and Rhodes who are hiding in the dark.

As Sherlock's uncle, Tony can be said to be one of the people who knows Sherlock best in the world. Therefore, when he saw this scene that was like a scene from hell, Tony also felt the same fear as facing a natural enemy.

But I am more worried about Sherlock, because Sherlock is not in the right state now!

And not only is it wrong, it’s also outrageously wrong!

Tony thought he knew Sherlock very well. This boy was lazy and had a salty personality. However, this boy was definitely not a murderous person. It could even be said that this boy had a kind of rationality that was incompatible with those around him.

The scene below seemed like the arrival of the devil. If it had been normal, the Sherlock Tony knew might have stood up and opposed it!

"Tony, are you sure the devil down there is your nephew?"

Facing this hellish scene like a Shura field, even the battle-hardened Rhodes couldn't help but swallow hard. It was the first time for him to see such killing and death like art. The waltz!

Hearing Rhodes' inquiry, Tony frowned again and again. He wanted to say something but in the end chose not to explain. He turned around and looked at Rhodes beside him and said.

"We have to hurry up. That boy Sherlock is in a bad state! It's very wrong! Rhodes, let's split up. You go rescue the president and restart the war machine armor. I'll save Pepper! After everything, you take Pepper first. Leave! I will bring that brat back!"

After hearing Tony's arrangement, Rhodes hesitated a little. He looked at the killing that was still going on below, and then at Tony, whose brows were already knitted together, and asked worriedly.

"Are you sure? You can bring that kid back?"

After hearing what Rhodes said, Tony's face became a little more serious, and he looked at his friend seriously. After a while, he sighed, patted Rhodes on the shoulder and said.

"Rod, that is my only relative in the world now. Even if I die, I can't let this brat become like that! Go and help me take care of Little Pepper! I'll be fine!"

After Tony finished speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the piled up containers with his back bent.

Looking at Tony leaving, Rhodes stretched out his hand, wanting to say something, but in the end he couldn't say a word. He glanced at Sherlock who was doing the killing waltz below, and sighed helplessly. , then stood up and walked towards the direction of the hung president.

Just like Tony said, this kid needs someone to bring him back. This person can only be someone the kid is familiar with, and Tony is the best choice at the moment.

And I, haha, if I appeared in front of this kid, I would probably be torn into pieces like those unconscious suicide bombers in the next second.

What's more, as Tony's friend, Rhodes felt that he should take good care of Pepper and let Tony have no worries as Tony said!

Sanity value: 5/100!

Chapter 282

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The killing like Shura Hell lasted for 5 minutes, but Sherlock didn't even have a trace of dust on his clothes. He gracefully waved his wand and split the last person who rushed over vertically into two halves.

Accompanied by the sound of flesh hitting the ground as the corpse fell to the ground, Sherlock elegantly shook off the non-existent dust on his body, and performed a wave of Aizen's signature hair gel in front of Killian to tidy up his hair. .

As if he were a gentleman coming out of a European aristocracy, he looked at Killian standing on top with a pale face and said with a smile.

"Okay, dear Mr. Killian, I have received the appetizer you prepared. It is delicious! So when will your main course be served to the table?"

The more Sherlock talked, the more crazy the smile on his face became, as if he was really looking forward to something.

Killian looked at the broken limbs and broken arms on the ground below. The blood even gathered into a small inlet. The strong bloody aura rose up in bursts. Even the black aura on Sherlock's body turned into Black and red, he swallowed hard.

Seemingly noticing Killian's movements, Sherlock seemed to be suddenly awakened. Looking at the hell-like environment around him, he bowed slightly and continued.

"Oh, I was rude. Facing such a delicious and exquisite main course, how can I let you set foot on this messy table?"

After finishing speaking, Sherlock snapped his fingers with his free left hand.

Following Sherlock's movements, the faint blue flames forming the wall seemed to have received Sherlock's order, and a tongue of flame formed behind Sherlock.

The tongue of fire twisted in mid-air and turned into a real big snake made of flames. It was obviously just a faint blue flame, but the magical thing was that there were many details on the big snake's body.

The moment the fire snake appeared, it seemed as if it understood what it was going to do. It quickly opened its big mouth and began to devour the broken limbs on the field.

In just a few breaths, the hell-like scene disappeared without a trace under the swallowing of the fire snake. Even the small inlet formed by the blood on the ground disappeared completely.

If it weren't for the strong and pungent smell of blood that was still present on the battlefield at this time, no one would have been able to tell that a massacre like Shura Hell had just occurred here.

After the flame snake completed its mission, it quickly crawled to Sherlock very smartly, like a dog waiting for praise. It straightened up and looked at Sherlock expectantly.

Sherlock lived up to expectations, with a smile on his face, and even reached out and patted the flaming snake on the head to show encouragement.

You must know that it is a flame with an unknown temperature. Although it looks like a big snake, it is a flame that can make the corpse disappear without a trace in an instant!

Killian's brows jumped as he looked at the surrounding field surrounded by faint blue flames, then looked at the only remaining subordinate behind him who had been injected with the Extremis virus and nodded helplessly to the subordinates behind him.

The men behind him became a little panicked immediately after seeing Killian's actions. They looked at the man they once regarded as a god with extremely anxious expressions and said.

"Sir, the enhanced Extremis virus has not been tested yet! Let me do it for you!"

Regarding his younger brother's proposal, Killian just shook his head calmly, and a crazy look gradually appeared on his face as he ordered to his younger brother.

"Give it to me! Go and kill Tony's woman and that piece of trash that fell into the armor! Even if I, Killian, die! I will make this bastard Tony regret for the rest of his life!"

When he said this, Killian suddenly laughed and turned to look at Sherlock, who was still standing calmly below, and said calmly.

"What's more, using my death to corrupt his only relative in this world! To exchange Tony for an absolutely crazy, absolutely chaotic, and absolutely powerful enemy. This deal is a huge profit, isn't it?"

Killian's expression became more and more crazy. After hearing Killian's words, the younger brother no longer hesitated and handed over a box he had been holding in his hand.

Killian opened the box and found six syringes called enhanced terminal viruses quietly inside.

Killian didn't care so much. He roughly picked up all the syringes in the box and put three of them on his neck with one hand.

As the medicine was pushed into Killian's body, an indescribable forehead temperature spread across the battlefield in an instant.

After Killian injected the medicine, his whole body seemed to have transformed into a human-shaped sun, emitting hot light, and small flames like sundials were constantly rising from Killian's body.

As the temperature of Kilian's body gradually increased, the container finally couldn't bear the temperature of Kilian's body and turned into liquid in an instant, and Kilian instantly fell into the container at his feet. .

Seeing that Killian, who was the protagonist of the incident, fell, the younger brother glanced at Sherlock who was still standing calmly with a resentful look, then took a deep look at the hole where Killian fell, and then He gritted his teeth and turned around to leave.

Sherlock didn't seem to be worried about Killian disappearing at all. He still stood gracefully on the spot, but his eyes were fixed on the front, where Killian fell just now.

After a while, Sherlock saw the door on the other side of the open, dark container begin to glow red, then slowly become brighter and brighter, and finally turned into a golden liquid dripping out bit by bit. Falling down, Killian slowly walked out of the melted hole.

The temperature on Killian's body is now unknown. He doesn't even need to touch those steel products. Just getting close is enough to turn those steel products into molten iron in an instant.

Killian has never felt as powerful as he does now, as if he has really turned into a sun!

Although he knew that his strength was only obtained by injecting a large amount of the Extremis virus on his own, but that was enough. Whether it was killing Sherlock in front of him or dragging Sherlock to fall, no matter which point, Ji Even Lian felt like he had lost nothing!

Step by step, Killian came to the battlefield with the scorching temperature, and stood just a few meters away from Sherlock. The smile on his face returned to his confident look, and he still stood opposite. Sherlock said.

"Okay, are you ready to accept the judgment of the sun?"

Sanity value: 3/100!!

Chapter 283

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sun?

The first thing that popped into Sherlock's mind was the man wearing golden armor, whose power grew stronger the closer it was to noon. Compared with that man, Killian actually dared to call himself the sun?

"hahahahahahahaha!!!"

The more Sherlock thought about it, the more ironic he felt. He even laughed out loud without holding it back. His laughter became more and more crazy and chaotic. After a while, he reluctantly stopped his laughter, but the crazy look on his face was revealed. It's getting richer and richer.

"Sun? Just you? You, a player who plays with life wantonly, dare to claim that you are the sun of mercy in front of me?"

It can be said that Sherlock's words were not polite at all, and the contempt in his eyes was not even concealed. After all, up to now, Killian could be said to have used all his methods, but Sherlock did not move a step the whole time.

In the face of Sherlock's ridicule, Killian didn't seem to care that much. He didn't explain much and kept thinking about how to effectively attack Sherlock.

Seeing that Killian did not go crazy because of his words, Sherlock was a little surprised. In fact, Sherlock had prepared magic for Killian early on, and all he had to do now was wait for Killian to take the bait.

It seems that he doesn't care much about Sherlock's current ridicule. After taking a self-examination for a while, Killian is still very confident in his current state. At present, he has not fully activated the desperate virus in his body.

The temperature of the body surface is already close to 4000 degrees. If he really tries his best to activate the Extremis virus in his body, he may easily reach the temperature of the sun's surface.

And to take a step back, even if the temperature on the surface of my sun still cannot harm the boy with magical means in front of me, Kilian will not panic, because according to his own estimation, if he is really anxious, he will reach Killian himself can withstand the critical point of the desperate virus.

If he self-destructs in his current state, the temperature can even reach the temperature of the center of the sun.

That is, a temperature of 2200 million degrees Celsius. Such a terrifying high temperature is actually not much different from a nuclear bomb detonating in New York City.

No matter how crazy the kid in front of him was, he would not care about the lives of those innocent people.

And his real trump card is not just the high temperature. You must know that Killian's body surface temperature is now close to 4000 degrees. In fact, Killian's entire body has turned into a kind of... A plasma-like state.

If placed in the world view of One Piece, this state has a name that everyone is familiar with, elementalization.

Therefore, Killian admitted that he was not afraid of Sherlock's weird cutting magic just now. After all, no matter how sharp the knife was, it couldn't cut through flames or water, right?

Thinking of this, Killian became more and more confident. He looked at Sherlock as if he were looking at a piece of meat on a board, and walked towards Sherlock confidently.

He wants to destroy Sherlock's self-confidence step by step, let this little guy completely degenerate, and then turn into the most troublesome existence for Tony. In that case, even if the Extremis virus consumes all of himself and he welcomes death, it will be enough for Tony to regret and have a headache. .

There's nothing more satisfying than revenge when the person Tony once loved turns into his enemy, right?

Killian had a confident smile on his face, but his face froze after just two steps. The reason was simple, because he found that he couldn't move.

To be inaccurate, except for Killian's thinking, everything else seems to be out of Killian's control and the pause button has been pressed.

Even though it was clear that Killian himself was a living, glowing light source, Killian could not see any light in front of his eyes, and there was only darkness.

Before Killian could figure out what was going on, Killian heard a burst of crazy laughter and a burst of mocking applause from the opposite side.

"Amazing! Amazing! It's really great. Great Mr. Killian, do you really think I'm just a young man who knows nothing but recklessness?

No, no, no, I am very smart. I have laid the bait for you a long time ago, and I was still thinking about how to get you, a cunning big fish, to take the bait. Who would have thought that you would actually bite the hook yourself!

God, you didn’t really think that I was mocking you by not moving when facing your human wave tactics, right? No no no! Mr. Killian, I am not that stupid, I am just using the blood and limbs of those poor guys to complete one of my magic! "

As Sherlock finished speaking, Killian was very surprised to find that he could actually see things again, and Sherlock was standing less than a punch away from him, looking at him with a crazy smile on his face.

It's a pity that although Killian can already see, he can only see. Apart from thinking and being able to see, the rest still looks like he has been pressed to pause.

Sherlock on the other side seemed to have noticed Killian's doubts, and the expression on his face became more and more crazy as he continued.

"It seems that Mr. Killian still doesn't understand what happened. It doesn't matter. This belongs to the field of magic. It doesn't matter if Mr. Killian, who is in the field of science, doesn't understand.

But who told me to be soft-hearted? Since Mr. Killian has questions, I can't let Mr. Killian go to hell with questions like this, right? "

As Sherlock spoke, he began to circle around Killian, looking like a complete villain, and continued to speak as he walked.

"You know, a lot of black magic is actually more powerful and magical than normal magic, but the reason why it is called black magic is that either this magic can cause irreparable injuries, or it can cause... It harms the harmony of the world and really goes against the moral values ​​of the human group.

And I happen to know such a magic, soul imprisonment!

This magic was originally intended for interrogation. It can imprison all conceptual things within a certain range except time and thinking, including temperature, humidity, energy and a series of messy concepts!

All definitions can be blocked or unlocked according to the user's wishes!

How is it? Isn't it very powerful?

Why is this magic classified as black magic? The reason is simple, because the formation of this magic requires the sacrifice of the flesh and soul of the fixed biological race!

But you also know that in the ancient times when people cannibalized people, the so-called flesh and soul were nothing more than a few sinners and slaves to magicians, so no one cared. "

Sanity value: 2/100!

Chapter 284

8

As Sherlock spoke, he stretched out his fingers and lightly traced Killian's outstretched arm. Killian's eyes shrank severely when he saw it. Facts have proved that what Sherlock said was true. .

After all, Killian's body is still glowing with red light, which is the temperature of about 4000 degrees, but Sherlock has no scruples in crossing the 4000-degree temperature with his fingers, and his fingers still don't have any traces. strange.