"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

Thick thorns, which neither of them could close, burst out of the ground with a violent explosion, breaking large pieces of rubble across the surface of the dirt.

Purple and even some blackened thorn bushes spread rapidly on the ground like long snakes, they are like an earth dragon, rolling on the ground, walking quickly, in a few breaths, they intercept the surrounding tightly, the densest places, even squeezing even seems difficult to breathe.

And the thorns are even spreading, as if they want to cut off the Westeros continent, leaving no room for it.

Yi Huan suddenly felt a sense of sleepiness surging up in his head, and he was shocked in his heart, and his figure immediately turned into a black smoke, accompanied by rolling and roaring thorns, and began to quickly shuttle through the torrent of this terrifying plant.

The Maleficent Charm has no enemies, including the wizard himself.

Thorns emerge from the ground like spikes, piercing through both sides of Yi Huan, and the black smoke that Yi Huan turned into seems to have life, dexterously shuttling through the thorn jungle without rubbing a single thorn on the thorn.

The collapse of the walls continued, but it was nearing its end, and the billowing smoke mixed with the brambles to create a scene that resembled the end of the earth.

The sky was covered in dense and blinding plasma solutions, and the earth below was ripping through tearing cracks, and the once-thriving, fertile wetlands of Westeros were probably no longer alive today.

Neck will officially disappear from this continent, and it may be replaced by a place of death, or a place of buried bones, etc.

Yi Huan's figure quickly receded, and he felt that his slumber was getting worse and worse, but with the center of the principle spell, this kind of restraint from the magic level became smaller and smaller, and the strong contrast made Yi Huan very uncomfortable.

The trajectory in the sky was still shooting like it didn't want money, but it soon calmed down. The Sleeping Charm puts everything in its place into a deep sleep.

It doesn't matter if it's a living creature or a dead creature, whether it's a creature or not, or even if it's an entity or not.

The air, the magic that wanders between heaven and earth, and even time can be slowed down by sleep, not to mention these ghouls who can run and jump.

They have been infected by the Sleeping Charm early on. Soon lost his mobility.

Without the ghouls, the trajectory will come to a standstill after the final plasma energy storage is fired, and will soon become sluggish and heavy under the interference of the Sleeping Charm, as if it had rusted and astringent for countless years.

Feeling the fainter and weaker shelling behind him, Yi Huan's speed did not decrease, and he quickly left the range of the sleeping spell.

Before leaving, he looked back and saw that the flames reserved for the sacrifice had been completely buried by thorns, and they were so entangled that they could not be traced to the pit.

Not sure why. Yi Huan always felt a little uneasy, but he couldn't tell what the problem was.

The thorns began to grow again, finishing the finishing touches, and they more than doubled in size, cutting off a large area within a hundred miles of the base, and entrenched all of them.

The surging thorns even rushed in front of Yi Huan, and seeing this, Yi Huan no longer stayed. In the direction of sensing Winnie, it quickly turned into a cloud of black smoke and slipped away.

Only remained. Entrenched in place, densely packed like an ocean of thorny jungles......

Watching the sound and light of the cannon fire on the other side of the mountain gradually fade, Stark knew that it was Yi Huan's magic that had succeeded, at least it had had worked.

Then the tooth-inducing sound and the shaking of the earth that followed, Stark didn't want to ask why, as long as he could stop the ghouls and these things.

In the past, he didn't think anything when he watched zombie movies. even ridiculed the people inside as stupid, if it was him, even if he wasn't Iron Man, he would have the confidence to live very well in those worlds, and even find a way to save humanity.

Of course. Stark doesn't like that kind of apocalypse, after all, as a billionaire, he originally wanted something, and there seems to be no difference between what he wants in the last day and what he wants on his own.

Only after experiencing it personally did I know that in the face of the impact of thousands of people, even Iron Man has a moment of exhaustion, even if they are not elite fighters of the Chirita people at all, just some ordinary people.

After experiencing the sea of corpses and blood, I understand the horror of numbers, and the only way to face them is to use large-scale weapons, but if this happens, the remaining survivors will also be affected, and in the end, there are only a few people left, what is the difference between it and perdition.

What's more, these things are basically very contagious, and the spread of ghouls is quite rudimentary, and they can only rely on the so-called magic of the ghosts, if it is not for the minimization of casualties, they will definitely find other ways.

Stark decided not to laugh at Potts for his timidity in watching movies anymore when he went back, because he felt that sometimes the movies made sense.

However, after a long sigh of relief, Stark's mood at this time did not feel relaxed at all.

Even the fragrant barbecue and food on the table in front of him, and even the wines from the regions around the Neck and Arryn Valley, could not arouse his interest.

Because anyone who is stared at with a kind of hatred will not be in a good mood.

Somewhat helplessly, he glanced at the girl named Winnie, who had been following Yi Huan, and Stark shrugged helplessly at Kai Neng.

She seemed to have figured out that she had trapped the guy in place, and had been watching her with unfriendly eyes ever since the rendezvous, even grabbing the sword in her hand, and oh my God, Stark felt so innocent.

That mysterious guy is the strongest of these people, Stark thinks that they are all dead, he will not do anything, in terms of life-saving ability, he is absolutely first-class.

But this guy can't figure it out, she has been following him, and she should know better than herself.

Stark changed his posture uneasily, feeling that he even felt a tingling sensation under the gaze of the other party, he should be glad that the other party would not look at the magic of killing, otherwise he would definitely not have even scum left now.

Fortunately, although it is a little uncomfortable now, time will prove Stark's innocence.

Moving his body uneasily again, Stark angrily called out to the innkeeper who was cowering in the corner. "Don't you see? The meal was not to the lady's taste, so change some! ”

The owner of the hotel, who had been forcibly occupied, trembled and retreated, but his movements were very slow.

Stark felt that his patience was at the limit, and said a little weakly, "Move faster." Can we not give you money? ”

When would a multi-millionaire fall to such a point, Stark felt that it was definitely a bad trip.

He touched his pocket, and suddenly found that he didn't have the money of this world, not even the concept of a pocket on Mark's suit.

looked at Kaineng and the others innocently, and found that they were also looking at themselves innocently.

As for the one who was leaning on the back of the chair, lazily curled up in a ball, and had already licked a plate clean, it was Daenerys who was the culprit of the boss's reluctance to serve the food. Don't count on it.

In desperation, Stark could only spread his hands and say, "Move quickly, the person who pays will come soon." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a flash of lightning, and Barry appeared in the inn with a sparkling lightning, and he sprinkled a large pile of gold coins on the table in front of the boss, and then said to Stark. "Alright, don't take out your anger on this innocent guy."

I don't know if it's the gold coins that play a role. Still frightened by Barry, the boss stumbled backwards, but probably more of the latter, because he didn't even pack the gold coins on the table.

Stark shook his head, looked at Barry and asked, "Where did you get the money?" ”

"Collected before." Barry shrugged. "I wanted to take it back as a souvenir."

Stark pouted, and glanced around Barry's red leotard in confusion, wondering how he had hidden such a large handful of gold coins in this ugly leotard.

It's just that Stark quickly put these boring things behind him, and then winked at Barry and shook his head slightly in the direction Winnie was staring at him. Motioning for Barry to help him with this Medusa-like gaze.

But Barry shrugged helplessly, and Stark had no choice but to give up.

"How's it going out there?" After a while, Stark finally got to the point.

Hearing his question, several people's attention was focused, and Barry was also a little serious, "The magic should have succeeded." He said.

"After all, I've never been exposed to magic and don't know anything, but the place where we fought the ghouls before has been completely wrapped in a jungle of thorns, and the trajectory cannon has stopped firing."

"Seriously, those thorns are so dense and huge, I can't believe they grew in the blink of an eye if I hadn't just left there."

"Magic worked?" Stark subconsciously said, "Then that guy will be back soon." ”

He felt that his gaze on him seemed to relax a little, but before Stark could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Barry say, "It's just that I didn't see Mark, I searched all over on the way back, but I didn't find him, he can't be ......"

Barry was tempted to tell if he hadn't run out and had fallen under the spell of Sleep, but his next sentence was forced back by Stark's murderous gaze.

Stark was also helpless, because he felt another murderous gaze staring at him, even stronger than before.

"You must not have looked carefully, it is normal for such a large place to be missing." Stark said.

Barry's expression was very innocent, but before he could refute it, Stark yelled, "Why don't you go find it again." ”

After Barry reluctantly left, the inn fell silent again, except for the faint sound of a weakened Daenerys refueling.

She's a dragon, and it's not a problem to eat a dozen cows in one go.

Stark felt his gaze grow stronger, almost like substance, and he was stinging and restless, Stark felt that he should explain it properly.

He couldn't understand why the other party reacted so strongly.

The reason is very simple, you can't reason with a mentally ill person.

Although Winnie looks like a normal modern person, but usually a little taciturn, as for the easy communication, it is undeniable that she is a person from the seventeenth century, not a modern person in the traditional sense.

Relying on the instinct of men is almost imprinted in her bones, even if she has read books in Neverland for a few years, it can't erase the family environment she lived in when she was a child, not to mention, her lonely life with Yi Huan on Neverland has tightened her nerves like a frightened bird.

She would listen to anything Yi Huan said, and she would hide aside when she encountered a battle that she couldn't participate in, but that was what Yi Huan said, she couldn't refute it, and it didn't mean that she wasn't worried.

She was even more worried than she was in the normal sense of the word, and the mental breakdown brought on by loneliness and the habits of the seventeenth century made her even close to blackening at all times.

And now, Yi Huan stayed in place because of Stark's words, released the magic he had never used, and even put himself in danger of a long sleep, Winnie did not immediately settle accounts with Stark, which was already very restrained.

It's just that Stark doesn't know any of this.

He is a normal person, but unfortunately neither Winnie nor Yi Huan are normal people.

Stark felt that he should find something to say, because he was about to die of being suppressed by the atmosphere in the house, and Kai Neng also felt that the atmosphere was a little too solemn, and the long sword in Winnie's hand had already tightened his grip after Barry brought all the bad news, and just as Stark was about to swing the string, there was a sudden noise under the inn.

"Let me in, we know the people inside, let me in!"

"I want to see them."

The atmosphere suddenly relaxed, Stark breathed a long sigh of relief, no matter who was outside, Stark wanted to thank him well, leaning out of the window half of his body, Stark looked down and saw two people, dressed dirty, it seemed that the situation was not very good, Stark didn't know any of them, but there was a little man inside.

There are not many gnomes in this world, and even fewer who know themselves, I'm afraid there is only one, Stark feels like he thinks of who they are.

"Let them come up." He said to the militia gathered below.

Of course, those militiamen would not listen to him, and even they gathered to deal with Stark and the others in the hotel, but they were too strong to come forward.

However, after Stark raised his palm, the militia immediately dispersed and made way for the two, Stark and the others were not very friendly when they entered this town, these guys suffered a lot from Stark's palm cannon, and naturally recognized the lesson.

With the creak of the wooden staircase, the two people in shabby clothes appeared behind the stairs of the inn, and the dwarf led by him glanced around the people present, and immediately saw Daenerys leaning against the table, and then his eyes lit up, and he went straight to Daenerys.

"I knew I would see you again, my Majesty, and it was such a pleasure." (To be continued.) )