The light of the Elder Wand shrouded the magic circle behind Yi Huan, and the magic pattern engraved on the ground began to fade rapidly under the effect of the spell of elimination, until the last trace disappeared. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The vast magic dissipated, and the day was soon enveloped by night again.

The darkness of the night seems to be darker than any other night, but it can also be caused by poor vision caused by the sudden change of day to night.

Although the daylight was short-lived, it is still remembered by all those who live in New York.

Whether it's people who are still working overtime, or people who have already returned home to enjoy their lives, everyone has seen the whole of New York pass away during the day, and when night falls, the whole sky suddenly turns into day, dispelling the twilight.

Add to that the two huge explosions in Times Square and Hell's Kitchen in New York Center, and various forums and Facebook have already been flooded with related news.

What doomsday comes, what alien invasion, of course, there are more unreliable, such as the belief that the major accidents caused by hidden technology companies established in New York are like umbrellas.

The news on the forums was constantly swiped, as if a lot of active accounts had suddenly popped up, and often some discussion about New York had just been published, and it was quickly drowned out by other posts.

Obviously, this is the FBI Network Division.

As one of the Internet giants, the United States is arguably the most confident in its control over the Internet.

However, the private nature of the information about Facebook cannot be handled, but as long as the official report is not reported, the transmission of such information will be very slow, and even the two explosions in New York will be difficult to be known to the public.

I'm afraid that after the outside world gets the news, the people in New York will forget about it.

But it's not so easy to hide from some well-intentioned people, such as the eyeliner of various countries, because the existence of Yi Huan and Stanley can even be said to have been exposed.

Especially after the building was blown up by a Patriot missile, although the nearby police and reporters suffered heavy casualties, there were still many valuable footage captured, and then Stanley swaggered out in a plane.

And in the air, it shows exaggerated body movements that are impossible for humans to achieve.

The huge heart that he embodied was still smashed near the square and was not removed, and it looked exactly like the one in the cartoon animation.

The exposure of some things is inevitable, but fortunately, it is not so easy to pass and obtain messages in these dark lines, and there is still a lot of room for operation for the FBI.

Now they don't have the luxury of burying all the news, they can only try to make the losses and exposures smaller and less.

After the magic array was destroyed by Yi Huan, Meggie and Larry also regained their mobility and fell off the wall.

As for Stanley. Yi Huan hesitated a few times, but in the end he still didn't do anything to him.

Stanley, who has lost Loki's mask, is completely an ordinary person, and he has no longer threatened, so Yi Huan decided to let him go.

Even if Winnie had already persuaded Yi Huan, he still inevitably hurt many innocents, such as the previous policemen.

Of course, they are not innocent in the strict sense of the word.

Letting go of Stanley can't make up for anything, it doesn't mean that Yi Huan has learned to value life, and it can't redeem those who have died. Psychological comfort.

Yi Huan didn't want to kill him, so he let it go, very simple.

"Get out of here." Yi Huan said to Stanley that Stanley has the same face as Hollywood star Jim Carrey, because it was Jim Carrey who played him in the movie.

Yi Huan has no feeling for any movie stars, but he still has some good feelings for well-known figures, and there is no personal factor, because he basically has no deliberate understanding of all movie stars, but the privilege exists everywhere, maybe it's appearance, maybe it's fame.

"Start a new life in this world, or... Go to Stan, he might have a way to get you back. ”

Without the mask, Stanley obviously knew the gap between himself and Yi Huan, and he probably didn't even have any hope of trying to put a few cruel words to get back to the field, so he got up from the ground and walked away quickly.

As for where he is going, Yi Huan is not clear.

Of course, although he let Stanley go, his memory Yi Huan did not let go, and the Regent was used by Yi Huan as early as when Stanley was not aware of it, and the pitiful memories in Stanley's mind have been clearly seen by Yi Huan.

Reading memories is not a safe thing, in order not to repeat Levin's mistakes, Yi Huan did not carefully read through them, but just quickly skimmed over those useless memories, that is, jumped directly to the end, looking for the memory near Stanley after getting Loki's mask.

Soon, Stanley's valuable memories were vaguely understood.

Memory is a very magical thing, unless the wizard is willing to extract it himself and throw it into the meditation basin, even the Regent Mind can't directly flip through the memories of people, and it can't reach the level of Professor X.

In Dumbledore's hands, it can only capture what the other party is thinking according to the moment when his thoughts fluctuate most strongly, even if it is easy to be noisy, he can only use it to see some vague scenes.

But for a free man who knows the plot, some vague visions are enough.

"Stan..." Yi Huan whispered, and he quickly deduced what had happened to Stanley based on the mutilated scenes, and it was indeed Stan's ghost.

He changed the original plot of the film, giving Stanley an ability to respond to the call of a different world, and then wrote it into an adapted version of the novel.

Apparently, he succeeded, and Stanley turned into the real and brought his mask with him.

Unfortunately, Stan forgot to modify the Achilles heel of the Loki mask, so Stanley didn't defeat Yi Huan.

However, this incident has given Yi Huan a wake-up call, if those guys in this world who can manifest the illusory into reality, really read some monsters in a frenzy, or create more terrifying creatures, then this world may become the strongest world that Yi Huan has ever encountered.

Unless all those who have the ability to manifest are controlled, this situation will never end, and even Yi Huan may not be able to stop the monsters that are getting stronger and stronger, because there is no upper limit to fantasy.

However, the appearance of Silvertongue and Stan seems to be completely irregular.

Even if there is only one R.L. Stein, even if Yi Huan controls the Silver Tongue such as Folchart Darius, it is possible that new Silver Tongues will continue to appear.

This ability is really scary, especially when it is not controlled.

Fortunately, Yi Huan found that some people in this world seemed to want this kind of uncontrolled power to appear more than him, such as himself, so Stan and Furchart have been under the control of the FBI since they were discovered.

For these guys, Yi Huan can rest assured that they won't mess around.

But the action against Yi Huan still gave him a headache.

Through Stanley's memories, Yi Huan discovers a lot of interesting things, in addition to his origins, as well as the few people he has seen when he first enters this world.

Stan, Furchart, and Stanley, um. and Zas, all in a black SUV, and they turned out to be near Times Square, the scene of the battle with Stanley.

These guys were so impressed by Yi Huan that even if they were vague, they could guess it.

There were other people around them, unfamiliar figures, Yi Huan had no impression at all, and one of them seemed to be their leader, and most of the ideas were put forward by him.

His voice and tone are characteristic, as if he is born with a confident emotion that can be contagious to others.

Yi Huan didn't have any bad feelings for him, nor did he have any good feelings, but he was curious, because the other party always seemed to have a kind of confidence in fascination, and Yi Huan wanted to know where they came from.

What secrets is he hiding?

"It's time to go." Yi Huan said to Meggie and the others.

"Where are we going?" Larry hurriedly followed Yi Huan's footsteps, and then asked loudly from behind.

"Go find the slate." Yi replied without looking back.

"You know where it is?"

Yi Huan stopped, then aimed his wand at Larry's head, "You'll know." ”

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Night is falling on New York again, and under the gloomy night, a convoy of seven SUVs is speeding to an abandoned port in New York City in the suburbs.

As if something was chasing them behind, the speed of the SUV almost pulled into a black lightning bolt under the night sky.

In a car in the middle, Brian and the others were doing.

But at this moment, Brian's face has lost his usual confidence, although he is still very calm, he can vaguely feel the clouds under his complexion, which is very rare for Brian who is always under the effect of nzt.

"Tell the front, and raise the speed again, are they taking a walk, I suspect the guy is at the port by now."

Brian, who was leaning back in the back seat, still maintained his usual non-cohesive nonsense, but if he listened closely, he could hear a hint of impatience inside.

"Uhhhh Brian. Mike, who was sitting in the passenger seat, heard this and looked back, "I don't think even if we are fast, I am afraid that none of the guys who can teleport are fast." ”

"You're still hungry tomorrow, so don't you have to eat tonight?" Brian snorted.

Mike didn't retort, but after a few seconds, he suddenly turned back again, "I really haven't eaten tonight." ”

"Shut up." Brian said to him, "Keep recording." Then he pointed at Stan, ". . . Entering the harbor, he used his magic to lead himself to the slate. ”

“。。 Glittering in the warehouse at night, with a soft glow, he ecstatically lifted the slate and held it in his hand, but at that moment, the hidden magic trap was triggered. ”

"Little one." Stan kept tapping on the computer in his hand, and his mouth was also idle, "I'm not sure if what is written like this will be true. After all, I didn't write it, but you said it. ”

"That's why we're going to give it a try." Brian said helplessly, "And why do you call me little guy." ”

"Are you older than me?"

Brian decided to ignore Stan, an old guy who was more nervous than himself, and had a smelly and hard temper, and looked at his obviously suspicious eyes, Brian said angrily, "Then what do you say, continue to let you write those goosebump stories, and then summon more uncontrolled guys?" ”

"What if this new story I wrote is useless." Stan asked.

"Then let him take the slate with him."

"What?" Stan doesn't know what the tablet means, but it's clear that he's important, otherwise wouldn't everyone be coming for it.

"Otherwise, is there anything you can do to stop him?"

Stan falls silent, and begins to hammer Brian's dictated concise story again, writing a short story is not a problem for Brian, who is very logical, and he can even multitask.

For example.. He was thinking about one last plan.

What he tells Stan is not the whole truth, the slate is indeed possible to be taken by the other party, but it is not that there is no way out, and they still have one last hole card.

Or rather... They weren't sure if the card was theirs, or even bigger than the mystery man.

Athena.

A god.

After witnessing the battle between Stanley and the Mystery, Brian decides to rethink all his plans, as he realizes that the way of thinking is no longer applicable when this power beyond technology appears.

The mysterious's individual strength was far beyond Brian's psychological expectations, and although he had tried his best to overestimate it, through similar superpower comics and novels, he still didn't anticipate the chaos that would erupt from this battle.

It is difficult to completely block the news, and simply covering up the two previous bombings in New York is enough to exhaust the FBI, not to mention the bizarre phenomenon of night being turned into day.

Brian could have imagined that Berica was in a state of exhaustion at the General Bureau.

The matter should have been resolved as soon as possible, but now there is a broader and broader trend, not only in New York, but also in the emergence of more and more uncontrolled factors.

Brian rubbed his head a little tiredly, even with the support of NZT, he still felt a trace of fatigue.

He just wanted to get rid of the trouble now and go back to have a good time, of course, with the cute little babes in his house that were emitting white smoke.

Seven black SUVs skimmed the suburban lanes and paddled swiftly towards the abandoned port in the night, like ghosts in the twilight.

But the trained FBI agents didn't notice that more and more ravens were descending from the sky and landing on the branches of trees on both sides of the road.

There are too many of them, and some of them are unreasonable. (To be continued.) )