A large number of hot weapons were crammed together in complete defiance of the rules of physics, holding it in Stanley's hand like a child's toy, but unfortunately it was not flowers, but all of them were the deadliest missile cannons. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Stanley's Bullet Show Time!" Stanley shouted frantically.

In cartoon animations that children like to watch, there are often scenes of villains holding a large handful of submachine guns in one hand and frantically venting fire, but this is not possible in the real world.

It's not just about recoil, it's more about the fact that there is no point in these guns, because they can't be aimed at all.

But for Stanley, that's not a problem at all.

His abilities are almost as free as he wants, he can completely cartoon himself, can't hit, can't die, can't catch, and can even become cartoonish around him.

So Yi Huan hates this weird ability, he would rather face ten Iron Men than deal with this almost incomprehensible magical power, even if someone who also has a similar magical power faces him, I'm afraid his head will hurt.

Because even in magic, Discord is a fairly advanced form of magic.

In addition to the layering of different degrees of power, magic can also be divided into order and disorder, and most of the things in the world can be divided into these two points, and the meaning is also easy to understand, that is, literally.

Technology, or the technology that Yi Huan has been exposed to so far, whether it is Iron Man's black technology or the technology of iron-blooded spaceships and cloud stars, all belong to the orderly ranks.

That is, there are traces to follow and there is logic.

There is also disorder technology, but Yi Huan has not been exposed to it, maybe even Stark and other guys have not been exposed to disorder technology, and it may take a higher level of the world to get access to it.

The same is true of magic, whether it is the power of the witch's bloodline, the magic that Harry Potter can systematically learn to use, or even the little tricks between witchers and demons, all follow certain rules.

Even the most magical-looking, magical-looking energy magic, which is also included, is subject to certain exchange rules.

Perhaps only the fairy tale magic that Yi Huan has been guessing can touch the level of disorder, which even Yi Huan is not sure about.

It's just a little speculation based on the usual exaggeration and equally unreasonable performance of fairy tales.

Yi Huan felt that Discord could already be called the realm of God, and being able to do anything at will was not the definition of God by humans in ancient times.

It's worth noting, however, that Discord is often associated with something else, and that's chaos.

However, no one knows the specifics of this, not even Yi Huan can't say clearly, but fortunately, he has found how to lead to a higher level of magic, that is, the power of Silver Tongue and others.

With this bizarre creativity, he has the key, because whether he regains the magic lamp or directly searches for the coordinates of different worlds, he can make Yi Huan do this.

That's why he chose the ink heart.

Stanley's power obviously comes from Discord magic, much more powerful than Loki in the other world, and while Thor's rebellious brother is still abiding by the rules of magic, Loki here can already use Discord magic perfectly, and even make high-level magic items to give others this power.

The two are not at all on the same level.

"Hahahaha! Stanley's Bullet Storm! With a burst of mischievous laughter, Stanley slammed down more than twenty triggers in his hand.

How he managed to buckle so many at the same time is simply because he has more than twenty fingers.

"Click, click."

The ancient submachine gun winch began to spin with a crisp click, and the tail of the Patriot missile, which was as thick as a chimney, also erupted with scorching flames, as if it was ready to be fired.

The devil knows how he managed to hold so many things in one hand.

Almost in the blink of an eye, all the horror weapons entered the activation form, Meggie's eyes widened in fright, and her hands tightly grasped Yi Huan, Larry couldn't grasp Yi Huan, she could only shrink back as much as she could, and she didn't know what she was muttering.

Loki is a prank god, and the mask he creates is even more prank-oriented, and the next moment it is not surprising that all the guns pop out of the American flag.

After all, Stanley hadn't done it before.

But he once used a submachine gun to beat a hotel to all the punches.

So Yi Huan didn't dare to gamble.

"Protect me, unbreakable magic." Yi Huan subconsciously thought that with a flip of his hand, the Elder Wand had turned into a slender tame death scepter.

The next moment, Yi Huan raised the scepter, and a crystal light appeared from the top of the scepter, like a bright light in the night, attracting the darkness nearby, and... All.

"Bang bang bang!"

A huge attraction emerged from the scepter, and the surrounding walls began to tremble, and this tremor went from weak to strong, and in the end, even the entire floor trembled.

It seemed that after only five or six seconds, those walls began to fall off one after another, and not only the walls, but also the debris scattered around, the cars that had been burned to empty shells outside, and the glass of the upper windows all broke away and converged in front of the hustle and bustle.

These things were put together almost instantly, as if they were a puzzle piece with no sense of balance, but they firmly opened up a large area to protect the three of them behind them.

The brief spell took less than seven seconds, and when a faint gray glow flashed from the surface of all the clutter that had been put together, the massive shield wall had been snapped together, unbreakable to protect them.

And at the same time, Stanley's large number of Patriot missiles and other things were also launched as promised.

"Bang! Boom Boom! ”

A huge explosion appeared on the shield wall held up by Yi Huan, splashing a dazzling light, and the burst of light was like a small sun, which not only swallowed the vibrating building in an instant, but also illuminated the whole of New York.

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"Oh my God, what's wrong with Times Square!"

"What a big explosion, is it a terrorist attack?"

While the whole of New York was seeing the massive explosion, Brian was screaming in a speeding car, "Hell hell hell! "Bryan had a bad feeling when Stanley pulled out a lot of unscientific weapons, but he couldn't stop it.

So I could only signal the FBI and the GIs to retreat immediately, and let the police evacuate the blockade, and immediately leave the place with the stupid reporters.

But it apparently took too much time to expel the reporters, and the FBI and GIs were lucky to stay away from the center of the explosion, but dozens of police officers were still engulfed in flames in an instant.

And the main reason is that the explosion was also swallowed up by reporters from several radio stations.

Add to that the explosion that rose at the end, and there have already been two explosions in New York tonight, and so many radio reporters have died, and the matter can no longer be suppressed.

"Things have to be thrown out." Brian glared at the innocent Stan fiercely, and then muttered to himself, the FBI is no stranger to throwing the pot, and can even be called very proficient.

But it's not easy to find someone who can carry such a big pot, especially if you want to completely cover up tonight's events, it's even more difficult.

Now there are already police and FBI involved, and even if the FBI can guarantee that there will be no leakage at all, the New York Police Department will not dare to guarantee it.

And tonight's battle has spread to other places.

"I remember you told me that the dragon you caught in New York last time was still being held in a secret base near New York." Dialed Berica's phone, and before she could yell at her, Brian said directly.

“。。 You mean. Berica on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted.

"It's impossible to cover up, it's better to divert attention with a bigger thing, we need to divide our attention, and we need a reason to pull the two explosions tonight, but terrorists are not enough."

"It's too."

"The choice is yours." "But whatever choice you make, remember to inform the Network Department, don't let the slightest bit of news spread on the Internet tonight, and try to pull it on the dragon." ”

"If there's really no way, I'll give it to you by one person in the end."

After saying that, Brian hung up the phone directly.

He stares at Stan with the same gaze as you do a good thing, and the latter just responds to him innocently, but Brian doesn't have much anger in his heart, just some distress.

That's the good thing about NZT, it gives people a limit of brains, and it also gives people perfect self-confidence, so Brian rarely has negative emotions, especially not to anger others.

"Move the cookies out immediately." "Plan D remains the same, the location is moved away from the city, and there must be no more New York," Bryan said. ”

"Cookies?" At this time, Mike, a black man next to him, leaned over and asked.

"It's a slate." Brian said bitterly, "I realized that I had made a mistake, we were already doing what superheroes should do, and the battlefield should not be in New York." ”

Mike nodded and immediately began to command, while Stan asked, "Why do you want to transfer the slate, do you think Stanley will fail?" ”

Brian sat down from the car and took out a hot dog, took a bite and said, "We underestimate his strength, wizards who can travel through different worlds should not be judged by common sense, and his accumulation is probably beyond our imagination." ”

"The guy you wrote about is very good, but I'm afraid it's not his match yet."

"After all... He is not without weaknesses. ”

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"Hahaha!"

Stanley took a cigar out of nowhere, clutched a jumble of weapons and began to laugh wildly, and blasted at the barrier that Yi Huan had built with his magic.

This frantic inclination of fire continued for five or six minutes before it slowly stopped.

Stanley elegantly blew black smoke out of nowhere on the barrels of a dozen guns that had been extinguished, and then fell to the side against the wall.

The explosion stopped, and the surroundings were quiet, but Yi Huan still felt that his ears seemed to be buzzing slightly, all of which were shocked by the explosion.

But he wasn't hurt, not even Stark's steel suit couldn't hurt Yi Huan, and a lot of messy thermal weapons that didn't know what they didn't know hurt him like, but it wasn't that easy.

"Uncle Stanley's firepower is fierce enough." Stanley chuckled, "I've got something more fierce, do you want to try it?" ”

As he spoke, he took out a black bomb the size of a house from the pocket of his trouser pocket, the surface of the bomb was not only painted with a white skull logo, but the fire core on his head had also been ignited, and it was making a sizzling sound.

But the next moment, the shield that Yi Huan used to protect himself had been slapped at Stanley by him.

"Ahh Stanley hurriedly put the bomb back in his pocket, and then hurriedly tried to resist it, but the huge shield wall condensed by Yi Huan's spell had already come to him, and with great pressure, he was squeezed against the wall.

Between the two walls.

The world was quiet, Meggie poked her head out from behind Yi Huan, and Larry also let go of her hands holding her head, facing this simply weird green monster, it seemed that Yi Huan was more reliable.

"Old. . . Boss.. Larry called.

"He's not dead." As if he knew what Larry was thinking, Yi Huan said directly.

The shield wall, which had lost its magical condensation, scattered again, turning into a pile of debris and garbage again, and after the smoke and dust passed, the front of the wall once again revealed Stanley's green fellow.

He was smashed into a piece of bread and stuck to the wall like paper, as if the whole person had been squashed.

However, there was no blood, because he was nothing at all.

"Ahh Yes.. I've lost a lot of weight. Stan shakes himself with force, trying to pull himself out of the wall.

Finally, he stretched out an arm and tore his head off the wall, then his body, and finally the whole person fell off.

"I'm flattened." He quacked and screamed, and the whole person turned into a piece of paper, thin and only the front and back remained.

"If you're flattened, why are there still human-shaped holes in the walls?" Yi Huan's calm and clear voice came.

Stanley was stunned for a moment, scratched his chin that had become flat, and said thoughtfully, "Ah, that makes sense. Yes! ”

Before he could finish his words, a burst of flame erupted from the direction of the hustle and bustle, and Stanley immediately restored himself to his original state as if he were inflated, and then with a twist of his hands, he turned into a large shield made of steel in front of him.

The scorching waves of air sprayed down the sides of the shield behind Stanley, scorching the walls blackened, and the heat in front of Stanley was blocked by the shield, but it also temporarily controlled Stanley's movements.

However, it was obvious that he could not be trapped for a long time, because after Stanley was bored, he would not use such a boring method of shield defense.

"It's time for me!" Stanley screamed again, and out of nowhere he took out a large fire extinguisher, directly extinguishing the flames of Yihuan's magic.

It was only when he extinguished the flames on this floor with a random spray that he found that the three of them had disappeared for some time, and what kept releasing flames at him was just a blower-shaped magic prop left by Yi Huan. (To be continued.) )