After tossing for so long, Yi Huan couldn't let the duck fly out again, and the huge body of the Statue of Liberty suddenly fell down with his mind, and as soon as he reached out, he grabbed Athena in the palm of his hand. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although Yi Huan could control the movements of the Statue of Liberty, he couldn't feel the feeling of the Statue of Liberty, so he couldn't take into account the subtle adjustments at all, and the hard stone hand was like two powerful vices, pinching Athena's shoulders fiercely, making her squirt out a mouthful of golden blood.

Golden blood sprayed onto the mouth of the Statue of Liberty, as if covered with a layer of golden powder.

Athena looked embarrassed at this time, not at all elegant and calm, her long golden hair was stained with gray stone dust, and the crown of thorns was cut off like a piece.

She was held in the hands of the Statue of Liberty, struggled with some weakness, and screamed, "You can't do this, my father..." ”

But before she could finish speaking, her screaming stopped abruptly, because Yi Huan had already grabbed her with the arm of the Statue of Liberty and slapped her on the chest.

"It turns out that this sentence began in ancient Greek times, and this should be the earliest." I know that most of the reasons for the success and failure are because of too much nonsense, and I didn't give Athena a chance to talk nonsense at all.

There was no blurry splash of flesh and blood, and the moment he caught her, Yi Huan had the idea of completely solving her.

But this is not to kill Athena, since the captured Athena has lost the threat, then Yi Huan has a better deal with it, and that is the seal.

Under the recitation of the silver tongue, the stone that makes up the Statue of Liberty can not only kill Athena, but also seal it.

Just like the stone monument summoned by Yi Huan, and the specific part is on the chest of the Statue of Liberty, and the moment Athena is pressed towards the Statue of Liberty, she completely disappears from this world, replaced by the clear humanoid shadow on the chest of the Statue of Liberty.

It's like a beautiful relief from the ancient Greek era.

The shadow of the whole human figure was vividly engraved on it, and in the swaying moonlight, almost every bit of it appeared, the broken crown of thorns, the messy ends of her hair and appearance, the only difference was that Athena changed from a Valkyrie in a golden battle dress to a black stone shadow.

She was sealed, under severe injuries, which were almost equivalent to death.

Because even Yi Huan didn't know how to break this seal, and the only way to seal the magic miracle of the gods was to try again with the silver tongue.

And after sealing Athena, Yi Huan also breathed a sigh of relief.

After entering the world of Ink Heart, it seems that there are always accidents, and now there is finally a smooth progress, and sure enough, nonsense and mouth cannon are the most dangerous skills.

The next moment, as if he felt something, Yi Huan suddenly turned his head to the side, and in the moment that followed, a row of ice edges refracted with cold light **** past Yi Huan's ear, and flew into the distance with a sharp whistling.

"It's dangerous." The sharp ice edges seemed to be able to penetrate the sky, and the momentum was so great that it pierced the sky in the blink of an eye and disappeared into the noisy gaze.

Sure enough, if according to the law of nonsense, if Yi Huan had rubbed with Athena for a while, he would probably have been interrupted by this sudden attack, even if Yi Huan hadn't discovered the potential danger in advance.

"Let her go, don't hurt anymore."

A young and cold voice came from below, although the sound was not loud, but it clearly reached Yi Huan's ears, and it had the same effect as Yi Huan's spell.

But Yi Huan was not too surprised, because he turned his head indifferently, spread out the huge palm of the Statue of Liberty in the direction where the voice came from, revealing the empty palm inside, and then said softly, "What did you say?" ”

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Larry is staring at a plastic statue, looking like she is staring at her little eyes with wide eyes.

Of course, the one with the small eyes is Larry.

"I said, 'Who is this?' After persisting for a while, he finally couldn't help but give up, let out a long sigh of relief, rubbed his sour eyes, and asked an agent next to him.

The FBI rolled his eyes and ignored him.

Instead, another agent came up to him and said, "This is Albus Dumbledore, you don't know this, haven't you seen Harry Potter?" ”

"I've seen it. I've seen it. Larry's tone was a little hesitant, "But I remember that he was an old man, this... It's a young man. ”

"This is when he was younger, and these enthusiasts always like some weird figures, which are definitely rare."

"So... You're an audiophile too? A cold voice suddenly came from behind the agent, and Mike came up behind him with the injury on his arm, staring at him coldly.

The poor agent leaves the place in a huff, leaving room for Mike and Larry to talk.

"Even this thing can be recognized." Mike muttered softly, then looked back at Larry, "It's okay, I don't know who he is." ”

"But... Are you sure it really works? ”

Larry also knew that his abilities didn't seem to be very reliable, he always thought that only stone tablets could bring statues back to life, and never imagined that one day he would be able to do it.

"Tell the truth." Larry shrugged, "I don't know. ”

Mike nodded, as if he had anticipated this answer, he inhaled lightly, and then continued, "Brian asked me to bring you a sentence, each slate ability is different, Silver Tongue needs to read, Stan needs to write, we haven't been exposed to the third ability for the time being, but he thinks, your fourth ability. There may also be some kind of trigger. ”

"For example... Do I shine a flashlight on them? Larry pulled out the flashlight used by the night guard and flicked it in his hand, hitting the statues in the face.

Of course, this didn't work, and Dumbledore's live-action figure was still a younger version of the live-action figure, and it didn't change at all.

But Mike didn't seem to think so, he stared at the statue in a daze, and said coldly, "Light." ”

"What?" Larry was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand what Mike meant, and as if he didn't understand.

"I mean... Light. Mike gestured, and then finally thought of the word, "Moonlight." ”

"Slate needs moonlight." Larry said.

"You can continue to stare here." Mike said to him, "You can also try." ”

Larry finally didn't refute again, and Mike was not ambiguous, and with a wave of his hand, several agents immediately stepped forward to move out Dumbledore's young figure.

Silver moonlight shone on the statue, and for a moment, it really seemed as if it had come to life.

But alas, it's just like, it's still a dead one.

"Look, I'll just say it." Larry said with some disappointment, although he also wanted to bring the statue to life, but unfortunately it seemed to backfire.

It's just that what Larry didn't expect was that at the next moment when his words fell, a somewhat arrogant and disdainful voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Can you take your dirty hands off my body?" ”

Finding that Mike was staring behind him in a daze, and the sensation in his hand suddenly changed from a hard statue to a soft fabric, Larry swallowed a mouthful of saliva, forced down the chaotic thoughts in his heart, and then slowly turned his head stiffly like a machine.

Then he met a pair of pale blue pupils, and his expressionless eyes stared at him coldly, making people feel as if the other party would raise his wand in the next moment.

"And can you take the nasty gaze off me, I'm fed up with this kind of staring, are Muggles all idiots, just staring at others like this, it's been three whole years."

Dumbledore pulled the clothes out of Larry's hands in disgust, then shook them violently and strode out.

"Where are you going?" Brian, who had already found out about the situation here, immediately strode over, "You can't settle accounts with Lancelot, you're not Merlin, we deliberately skipped Merlin's figure, and you don't want to go to the trouble of that stupid dragon." ”

"Lancelot?" Dumbledore asked rhetorically, "I do have a grudge against him, these expressions are very annoying, why is his magic also lifted?" I'll get him in trouble, but not now. ”

"Now I just want to stay away from you stupid Muggles, and get out of here, before I change my mind and forget about you."

"And who are you?"

Brian breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he spoke, he could speak, and if he could communicate, then there would be a way to induce.

"I'm the smartest person in the world." Brian said.

He didn't tell a lie, he was indeed the smartest man in the world, but unfortunately he only had twelve hours at a time, twice a day.

"The smartest man?" Dumbledore sneered rhetorically and stared at him with a playful gaze.

Dumbledore admits that there must be the smartest man in the world, but it will never be the guy in front of him, of course, not himself, but Gellert, Gellert Grindelwald.

But Dumbledore wasn't prepared to deal with Brian, after all, Muggles were always a little stupid and arrogant.

"Nice to meet you, smart man, goodbye, smartest Muggle." After saying that, Dumbledore simply turned around and left, not giving Brian a chance to react at all.

Just as Brian's brain was racing to make amends, Larry covered his mouth and whispered to Mike, "I remember he was a kind old man, but why do I find him a little annoying now?" ”

"Shhh As an agent's caution, Mike subconsciously seemed to stop Brian, but unfortunately it was too late, because the next moment, Dumbledore, who was leaving, had already stopped.

Except for Brian's pupils, which seemed to shrink happily, everyone who heard Larry's complaint had a bitter look on their faces.

"Muggles, I'm old." Dumbledore turned around and asked Larry coldly.

To be honest, Larry's styling is the worst in the series of the surrounding protagonists, of course, it's not very bad, but it's a little inferior compared to the others.

For example, the protagonist of the protagonist, Brian has an aura of confidence, and as soon as he appears, he seems to be different from others and gives people a sense of difference.

Stan and Furchart are slightly worse, but one is unusually hateful, the other looks like a man with a story, and as the president of the world's largest chocolate supplier, the greatest chocolatier, and a big capitalist, Brian can't even invite his Willy Wonka, who is even more outstanding, so outstanding that he seems to be a psychopath.

But Larry is a little worse, with a blue and dirty night guard uniform, an ordinary face to the public, and a passerby-like temperament, which makes people ignore him at a glance.

It wasn't surprising that Dumbledore initially ignored him, as he and Mike stood alongside each other, not as prominent as the supporting role of the pill that couldn't be stopped.

"Uhhhhh In the face of Dumbledore's questioning, Larry also felt very entangled, he hadn't read the Harry Potter books, otherwise he wouldn't have said what he just said, of course, he bought it for his son, and he also read it by the way.

And it is precisely because he understands the power of Dumbledore's magic that he feels so entangled, and now there is a crazy wizard wreaking havoc in New York, I am afraid that he can no longer afford to have another one, although Dumbledore may not be the strongest white wizard at this time.

Larry struggled for a moment before continuing, "Uh... Of course you don't look old, but... Humans grow old. He said a word of nonsense.

At this time, Dumbledore was a young man, with blue eyes and black curly hair, and his face was very handsome, and it was impossible to see how old he was at that time.

"Stupid Muggles." Dumbledore shook his head and muttered, "I don't want to waste a second." ”

"He looks a little confused, why is that?" At this time, Brian suddenly lowered his voice and said to Stan next to him, but although he lowered his voice, Larry's complaints could be heard by Dumbledore, and Brian's whispering could not be understood by Dumbledore.

It's not so much a whispered complaint, but a deliberate statement to him.

Stan, who was also taking NZT, immediately understood what Brian meant, "Relax, people who have just woken up often fall into a chaotic period of time." ”

Sure enough, Dumbledore was keenly aware of what was implicit in the conversation between the two, "What confusion, what are you talking about." ”

"Nothing." Brian shrugged.

"Tell me, or I'll do it myself, Muggle." But the Dumbledore in front of him obviously didn't intend to be polite, he directly took out his wand and pointed it at Brian.

"How do you do it yourself."

"Your memory." Dumbledore stared into Brian's eyes as he spoke, his ice-blue eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly said again, "But it's strange that you're not nervous, and that's why." (To be continued.) )