Leziren’s happy life in Marvel

Although Sol didn't know what to do next, the spicy chicken shreds soon gave the answer.

I saw Spicy Chicken Shreds roaring for a while as if his wife had cuckolded him in front of him, then like a crazy bull, he rushed towards Sherlock crazily. .

But there was no reaction from Sherlock. After all, Sherlock was still in the black-red cocoon at this moment.

But fortunately, Saul stood up at this time. Although Saul didn't know what happened, one thing Saul was sure of was that no matter what Spicy Chicken Shreds wanted to do, he just needed to stop Spicy Chicken Shreds.

So, without thinking, Sol rushed towards the spicy chicken shreds with a hammer.

But soon, Thor discovered something was wrong. He didn’t know whether it was because of the blessing of various emotions, or the loss of ether particles. Spicy Chicken Shreds no longer had to use his own power to suppress the ether particles. Spicy Chicken Shreds was completely People's combat effectiveness has increased a lot.

Thor, who was originally supposed to be on a - basis with the spicy chicken shreds who transformed into a cursed warrior, turned out to be on a - basis during this encounter.

To put it simply, Sol is being beaten by spicy chicken shreds at the moment.

So what is Sherlock doing? Sherlock didn't know what to do now.

After all, Sherlock has never encountered such a strange situation, but there is one thing Sherlock can be sure of, that is, his current state is very magical.

Even though Sherlock was wrapped in a cocoon made of thick black-red mist, the amazing thing was that even though he was wrapped tightly, Sherlock could not move, but he could still see. of the situation outside.

And not only can he see it, if Sherlock uses magic power to perceive the outside world, he will find that at this moment, from the perspective of magic perception, the world has changed dramatically.

In addition to being able to perceive things, the original magic perception can also generally perceive the state of things. This is also the key to becoming an Auror in HP magic.

After all, if you don't even know what magic the opponent wants to use, then there is only a dead end in the battle with other wizards.

The words "you think" are absolutely fatal in a serious life-and-death battle. You think that the dark wizard on the opposite side is going to use a big melon, so you hide to the side, but he is using transformation.

Although he won't die immediately, if he makes a wrong step and makes a wrong step, failure is doomed.

But now Sherlock's magic perception, Sherlock was surprised to find that in his own magic perception, the whole world has changed.

The most typical one is that from Sherlock's perspective, the entire world is no longer a complete whole, but has become like a world composed of lines.

And as time goes by, Sherlock feels that it is becoming easier and easier for him to manipulate the threads that make up the world.

Of course, these are all changes in Sherlock himself. What surprised Sherlock the most was the wand in his right hand at this moment.

Sherlock raised his hand and looked. The original wand looked exactly like the Elder Wand, but did not have the divinity of the Elder Wand. The wand that belonged to him had disappeared.

It was replaced by a tumbling black-red substance. This substance gathered on Sherlock's right hand, and Sherlock couldn't get rid of it even if he wanted to.

Even Sherlock couldn't think of a way to describe the mass of matter that he wanted to characterize. It could be smoke, it could be solid, it could even form a sticky liquid, and even the most exaggerated thing, it could even become a mass that can only be described as... Quantum superposition state stuff.

It's not that Sherlock is cheating, it's really magical. As long as Sherlock thinks about it, that unknown thing can be seen and even touched, but it doesn't exist in the magic perception!

But as long as Sherlock thinks about it, the mass of matter can be felt again.

It’s just fucking amazing!

As if he had discovered something extremely interesting, Sherlock began to try out the things in his hands, just like a curious child who discovered something he had never seen before.

On this side, Sherlock was peacefully trying out the new gadgets in his hands, while on the other side, Thor was not in a good state.

As if he was desperate for his life, Spicy Chicken Shreds attacked Sol crazily, trying to break through Sol's blockade.

Even with the passage of time, Spicy Chicken Shreds' attacks began to become more and more desperate. Many of the attacks involved exchanging injuries for lives. No matter how awesome Thor was, the Asgardian body No matter how strong the quality is, it can't withstand such consumption.

His whole body was beaten with spicy chicken shreds, his face was bruised and his face was swollen. He looked so miserable.

Just when Thor was about to be planted in the ground by spicy chicken shreds for the second time and become a blooming 'Flower of Thor', a tentacle composed of black and red mist swished from the top of Thor's head. It flew out and landed on the face of spicy chicken shreds.

The huge impact caused the spicy chicken shreds that were just about to plant flowers to fly far away.

Finally he was free, and Sol turned around with a bruised nose and a swollen face to look over. This glance didn't matter. After seeing it, Sol felt a little bad.

At this time, I saw that the big cocoon that originally wrapped Sherlock behind Thor had disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a man whose whole body was hidden in a black-red mist.

In the black-red mist that made it impossible to see what was inside, there were two glowing red eyes.

The whole look gives people a feeling as if the ultimate villain has arrived.

However, although the pretense was a bit exaggerated, Thor could still feel that this person who didn't look like a good person was actually Sherlock. Seeing that Sherlock didn't seem to have any problem, Thor sat down. On the ground.

It seemed that he was finally relieved.

"No!!! No!!! No!!! Why!!! Why!!! The dark elves have planned for thousands of years, waited for thousands of years, and expected for thousands of years!! The ether particles actually chose to betray the dark elves!!!"

Although the spicy chicken shreds in the distance were knocked away, they were not dead. They stood up unsteadily, their small eyes full of resentment, staring at Sherlock who was standing behind Thor. And the black-red mist on Sherlock roared unwillingly.

Faced with the question of spicy chicken shreds, Sherlock slowly came to the front of Thor and stood facing the spicy chicken shreds. He waved his right hand and a huge sickle composed of black and red mist appeared in Sherlock's hand. Inside, there is an unremarkable red gem shining brightly at the connection point of the sickle.

"Well... let me tell you why. It should be because the ether particles like me more?"

Sherlock responded to Spicy Chicken Shreds' roar in a very bad tone.

Chapter 352 The battle that ended hastily

To be honest, Sherlock's conjuring of a scythe was purely for his own bad taste. After all, Sherlock could also perceive his current image. He didn't know what the reason was. Sherlock couldn't control the people surrounding him at this time. of smoke.

With an appearance that doesn't look like a good person and is hiding behind the scenes, it would really be a waste if Sherlock didn't use it to satisfy his bad taste and cosplay the Grim Reaper.

Facts have proved that Sherlock's cosplay is not only successful, but also a little too successful.

It may be that Sherlock had an inexplicable power of death because he had finished half of chewing the melon last time.

Now, as soon as the harvest scythe that Sherlock cosplayed according to his own ideas appeared, it was strengthened by reading as ether particles and writing as reality gems, and it actually gave people the feeling that the power of death was all over the body.

In other words, Sherlock at this time feels as if the real God of Death has come.

Unlike this group of Muggles on the earth, Mala Jisi, as the leader of the dark elves, has a relatively wide range of knowledge. As soon as Sherlock's image appeared, coupled with the breath of death that permeated his body, Mala, who was originally furious, Jisi calmed down.

His eyes were full of fear as he stared at Sherlock who was cosplaying the God of Death, and even his tone was filled with inexplicable panic.

"The power of death? Who are you?"

Sherlock himself cannot feel the power of death in his body. After all, if he could feel it, Sherlock would not know why the coal briquettes are entangled with him through Odin's mouth.

It's just that his image is inexplicably close to a certain god in charge of death in the mythology of the dark elf race.

Sherlock, who was in the second grade of middle school, waved the scythe in his hand without any instruction. His face was full of playfulness hidden under the black-red mist. He quietly cleared his throat alone, and then pretended to lower his voice. answered.

"Who am I? I am Death! I am the Reaper! I am the Judge! Malekith, because of your stupid decision, your people have died on a large scale. Now, according to the wishes of all living beings, I will harvest It’s your life!!”

Sherlock's performance was extremely serious, as if he was really a god who had imagined a dark experience.

He completely didn't notice that Sol, who was behind him, looked at his eyes from shock to amusement as soon as he said these extremely good words, and then from amusement to excitement in just a moment.

With that look, he almost took out his notebook and wrote down Sherlock's words as a template for his future pretense.

Sherlock, who had no idea that he had failed in his pretense and had revealed his secondary attributes, was still proud of the unusual success of his cosplay.

He even started to think about what skills he should use to harvest the lives of Spicy Chicken Shreds later. You must know that the Reality Stone gives Sherlock not only the ability to transform Sherlock's wand at will, but also many other abilities.

Among them, Sherlock is most satisfied with an ability similar to the speech spirit in the dragon clan. This is the result of the Reality Stone strengthening Sherlock's magic. When he was in the cocoon, Sherlock was experimenting with this magical ability. Not to mention the excitement when I was there.

Here, Sherlock was suffering from chuunibyou, and he didn't notice the change in the face of Spicy Chicken on the other side, as if the paint had been spilled.

Even if the spicy chicken shreds turned into a cursed warrior and his IQ was greatly reduced, he still knew that the bastard on the opposite side who had snatched the ether particles thought that he was a true god and was playing tricks on himself.

In anger, Malajisi could no longer control her anger. She roared and rushed towards Sherlock.

"Asshole, how dare you play tricks on me!!!"

Seeing the Spicy Chicken Shreds charging toward him like an angry bull, Sherlock, who was still proud of himself, was startled and instinctively waved the sickle in his hand.

That's right, Sherlock subconsciously regarded the sickle in his hand as his previous wand and used magic on the spicy chicken shreds.

Due to the ptsd of using Expelliarmus at the beginning, Sherlock subconsciously thought of one thing, that is, he must never use ray magic like Expelliarmus again.

So this time, Sherlock instinctively chose a black magic, the most famous black magic in the HP world, Shen Feng Wu Ying!

With the use of Sherlock's magic and the reinforcement of the Reality Stone, the invisible blade flew past the spicy chicken's body with almost no obstruction, and even castrated the spicy chicken without stopping. The mothership behind Si was split into two halves.

No matter how strong the spicy chicken shreds that transformed into a cursed warrior were, they couldn't compete with the mothership behind them. The whole person was split vertically in two by Sherlock's magic, and he even ran two steps because he didn't react. After that, it turned into two halves of the body and fell to the ground.

Spicy Chicken Silk didn't feel that he had been split in half until he died. There was still anger on his face, and his two small eyes were still glaring with anger.

Looking at the body parts of Spicy Chicken Shreds falling on the floor, Sherlock almost made himself sick and vomited. He quickly changed back to his original state, cleaned up the body of Spicy Chicken Shreds, and made the body of Spicy Chicken Shreds disappear without a trace. No trace.

Miraculously, as Sherlock restored the sickle to its original wand appearance, the smoke on Sherlock's body also disappeared without a trace, revealing his original appearance.

The only change is the wand in Sherlock's hand. At this time, the end of Sherlock's wand is inlaid with a small red gem. Because it is held in his hand, if you don't look carefully, it might actually be... Can't see it.

When Sherlock finished handling the spicy chicken shredded chicken, he turned around and saw Sol's surprised eyes. Sherlock was confused and carefully checked himself. Well, the door was closed, his clothes were there, and his face There's nothing weird about it either.

After checking, Sherlock looked at Thor and asked.

"What are you looking at there?"

Facing Sherlock's question, Thor just shook his head blankly, nodded blankly, and then asked Sherlock a question that left Sherlock speechless.

"Are you really Sherlock? Not the Death or Reaper, are you?"

Listening to Saul's question, Sherlock blushed and gave Saul a big white eye. He was so excited when he was in the second grade just now that he completely forgot that there was someone behind him. Now Saul asked him how much he had brought with him. It feels like a bit of a social death.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Get up and clean up quickly. The battle is over!"

What Sherlock himself didn't expect was that there was a reason why Thor would ask such a question. From Thor's perspective, facing the charge of spicy chicken shreds, Sherlock just waved lightly. Take the sickle inside.

That's right, it was that extremely simple wave from top to bottom, and then the spicy chicken shreds turned into two halves, and not only the spicy chicken shreds, but even the huge mothership behind the spicy chicken shreds was Sherlock's scythe was split in two.

Such power, let alone Sherlock, even Thor cannot do such a thing. It is a hundred meters high and is the most powerful mothership of a race in the universe! !

It's no wonder that Thor would ask such a mentally retarded question.

Chapter 353 After the War

Sherlock doesn't know what Thor is like, but one thing Sherlock is sure of is that Sherlock himself really doesn't want to go back to Asgard. It's not that Asgard is bad, he really doesn't want to go back at all. Eat dog food.

Sherlock didn't want to ask Odin any more about whether there would be any strange reactions when Sherlock himself combined with the Reality Stone. After all, no matter how good the relationship between Sherlock and Thor was, for Odin Sherlock is not an Asgardian.

Of course, the most important point is that compared to Odin who is accustomed to using his own power, instead of asking Odin about the infinite stones, it is better to ask the ancient boss.

No matter what, they are all serious people with hundreds of years of experience in using Infinity Stones, right?

but! Before that! Sherlock must go home!

That's right, as the saying goes, golden bumps and silver bumps can't keep up with your own grass bumps!

Although the battle ended in a hurry, the mastermind Spicy Chicken Shreds would definitely be dead even if he was chopped up by an earthworm.

So for Sherlock now, the biggest temptation is not to be angry at other messes, but the soft big bed in his own home, and the luxurious bathroom that Sherlock has never used!

That's right, all Sherlock can think about right now is that he wants to go back and take a comfortable bath, then fall on his big bed and sleep until he's in deep sleep.

Even if this idea comes together, it becomes more and more uncontrollable.

Of course, as a good rabbit born under the red flag and growing up in the spring breeze, the battlefield must be cleaned when it is time.

The first thing to bear the brunt was the spicy shredded chicken that had turned into two and a half portions. Looking at the colorful flowers on the ground, Sherlock suppressed his nausea and gave this thing a spin to clean it up.

Otherwise, human laziness is the ladder of civilization and progress. Even magic cannot escape such rules.

Under the influence of cleaning, the spicy chicken shredded corpse on the ground suddenly disappeared without a trace, and even the blood that flowed out disappeared without a trace under the powerful blessing of magic.

After taking care of the most disgusting thing in the entire battlefield, Sherlock turned his attention to the mothership that had been split in half.

To be honest, if possible, Sherlock really doesn't want to hack this thing. Although he really doesn't like the aesthetics of the dark elves, this thing is a serious spaceship after all.

If it hadn't been broken, Sherlock would have packed it up and taken it back to Tony. Maybe this guy with an infinitely high IQ could come up with something. If he changed it a bit, wouldn't he be able to wander around in the universe?

God knows if there are any succubi among the many races in the universe. Even if there are no magical creatures like succubi, it would be great if we could make a laser sword like those in Star Wars.

How can any man refuse a cute succubus or a real laser sword?

However, even if the Dark Elf's mothership has been scrapped, Sherlock is not going to let it go. Based on the rabbit's usual principle of diligence and frugality, Sherlock still plans to take this thing back to show Tony.

Maybe Tony's inhuman thing can research something magical and good.

Just as he thought, Sherlock used magic to shrink the Dark Elf's mothership, which had been split in half like spicy chicken shreds, to the size of a model without any politeness.

In order to ensure the restoration of the scene, Sherlock even cut out a piece of the lawn and shrunk it. From a distance, it looked like a miniature model placed in a big pit.

After settling the big and small matters, Sherlock stuffed this thing into his library. As for the John Bull land he took away, Sherlock didn't have any psychological burden at all.

On the one hand, Sherlock had a thousand ways to escape the loophole-filled customs at Yingjiang's house. On the other hand, Sherlock didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did.

He just took away a little bit of land. Back then, John Bull collected more than a little bit of land around the world. Not to mention that this bit of land was not valuable, even if it was valuable, Sherlock had a clear conscience. After all, Lafayette had already paid for him. .

After finishing the scene, Sherlock was naturally anxious. He threw the Cosmic Cube to Thor and attached his home address. Sherlock immediately ran away.

It's the kind of running way that doesn't take away a single cloud with a wave of one's sleeves.