A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

The floating city of Mutahar, home to the Chrono Beacon Tower, is also the brightest and most conspicuous place in the entire multiverse in the eyes of planeswalkers.

A large number of traps, protections and guards are densely packed in every corner.

Especially the towering hyperspace beacon tower in the center, which has been completed day and night by countless New Phyrexia creatures. It looks like a super huge lighthouse from a distance.

The burning spark at the top was emitting a bright and dazzling light at the moment.

Zuo Si himself was standing nearby, pressing his hands on the sparks, standing motionless with his eyes closed.

To be honest, he has been doing this for a while.

If it were an ordinary person, he would either have been exhausted to the point of weakness and coma, or he would have died directly due to not eating or drinking water for a long time.

But for an extraordinary being, this is obviously nothing.

The most important thing is that no planeswalkers have visited here since Zuo Si took control of the Chrono Beacon Tower.

Because he deliberately distorted the spatial coordinates to prevent powerful elder dragon planeswalkers like Ugin and Nicol Bolas from suddenly teleporting over to give him a little surprise.

The current hyperspace beacon tower seems to be covered with a mysterious veil to the outside world.

Although the information and knowledge sent from here can be seen and received, it cannot be transmitted easily with the help of planeswalker sparks.

Obviously, this current state is what was originally planned, rather than exposing himself to the public like a fool.

The reason why the situation got out of control was mainly due to Blue Demon Judge Jinji Tasha's obsession with researching and perfecting planeswalkers, as well as the diary's deliberate connivance and failure to report in time.

But now everything is finally back on track.

With the hyperspace beacon tower as the center, knowledge and information are being transferred at an unimaginable speed through countless time and spaces throughout the multiverse.

Sudden!

Zuo Si, who had been standing still, suddenly opened his eyes, and his body instantly changed from a human form to a hybrid form with the characteristics of a giant dragon, a devil, and a demon. The indescribable terrifying and evil aura spewed out of his body and formed a black color. of thick fog.

At the same time, bright and dazzling negative energy, flames, lightning, frost, arcane magic, death and other energy forms continue to collide around the body, and deafening loud noises and explosions erupt from time to time.

The terrifying power caused even New Phyrexia's creations and undead, who could hardly feel fear, to crawl on the ground and tremble violently uncontrollably.

Even the bright sun and blue sky above seemed to be shrouded in endless darkness. The visibility of the entire plane quickly dropped to a state where it was so close to being invisible that it was almost like the end of the world.

"How long have I been here?"

Zuo Si, who looked extremely scary, asked without turning around.

"Two...two weeks. What happened to you? Why do I feel completely different than before?"

Diary, who had been standing aside and waiting, tried in an uncertain tone.

Zuo Si felt the fragments of the abyss that began to gradually merge into one, and replied with a grin: "Because I am feeling evil, creating evil, and becoming evil from countless time and space.

Now these evils are gathering in my soul.

When one day I cross the critical point, I will become a symbol or even the embodiment of the evil in the multiverse.

At that time, I will become the master above everything, surpassing the existence of all gods.

Immortal!

Omniscient and omnipotent!

Unrivaled!

Unstoppable! "

"Becoming a symbol and embodiment of evil?!"

The diary's pupils suddenly dilated, and huge waves arose in his heart.

Because he knew exactly what it meant.

I saw Zuo Si raising his right hand like a giant claw, condensing a drop of glittering oil from his palm, and then gently dropped it into the completely unrealized floating city at his feet.

Bah!

As the shimmering oil fell to the ground and quickly merged with the original shimmering oil here, the information, knowledge and technology stored in it spread at an unimaginable speed.

In the blink of an eye, those New Phyrexia creations began to change at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Some of them have become more powerful and look like power mechas of different shapes. Others have developed towards production and manufacturing, assembling fully automatic industrial production lines. Others have begun to control the huge The floating city undergoes an unprecedented transformation.

All the surrounding floating cities that had been completely transformed by the shimmering oil were pieced together to form a super huge floating island in just ten minutes.

Those originally backward airships and airplanes were quickly dismantled and replaced by spaceships full of futuristic technology being built on the production line.

The largest of them was astonishingly thirty kilometers long, and the already somewhat rudimentary ship islands were so densely packed that they looked like a small city.

The terrifying energy, the array of electromagnetic weapons, and the black muzzles of the side macro cannons make people feel numb just looking at them.

"Have you been to Warhammer Universe?"

Since it has the same memory as its owner, the diary easily realized where these technologies came from, and the corners of its mouth twitched slightly.

"Isn't this obvious? Otherwise, where do you think these technologies that only emerge in the interstellar era come from?"

Zuo Si controlled his body to slowly return to human form, and carefully sealed the power of the abyss fragments again.

"What's the situation over there now?" Diary asked curiously.

"It's very bad, to be precise, it's as bad as ever, full of madness, darkness and despair. And my incarnation of Shuoyou has been in that universe for almost more than ten years." Zuo Si responded in a nonchalant tone.

"More than ten years? You mean the flow of time is different?"

The diary was obviously stunned for a moment.

Because if he remembered correctly, this was the first time and space where the time flow rate was so different.

The rest are basically one-to-one, and even if there are differences, they won't be so obvious.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes, I think this should be related to the existence of subspace.

The chaos and disorder there caused a barrier to appear between the real universe and the dark void, causing time to flow much faster than normal space-time.

There may even be time misalignment.

In other words, the time point of each cut-in is random.

But fortunately, I have left behind a shimmering oil incarnation at the time of the 40th millennium.

Oh, by the way, I brought back some very interesting stuff this time. "

With that said, Zuo Si took out the completed electronic demon, the No. 40 subspace oil and the sample of the Primarch from his arms.

"This is……"

The diary is obviously not sure what these things are.

Zuo Si pursed his lips and explained with a half-smile: "The first one is the perfected electronic demon of Tzeentch.

It already has independent self-awareness and can easily defeat, paralyze and destroy everything related to computers.

I believe you should be well aware of the horrific impact this thing can have on electronic devices, the Internet, and communications.

The second one is No. 40 Glitter Oil created using the rules of subspace, which can directly complete the spirit and soul by skipping the physical body.

In other words, theoretically it can directly infect and perfect the gods.

The third was a sample of the Primarch given to me by the Emperor.

Through magical cloning and genetic fusion technology, we can now create a stronger, more perfect Legion of Astartes of our own.

And I'm still doing research on the Shimmering Orcs.

If successful, it can set off a waaaaagh in any time, space and even the universe.

How about it, doesn’t it sound interesting? "

"You shouldn't have brought those orc seeds back, right?"

The diary suddenly felt like an enemy.

He simply couldn't imagine what a horrific "ecological disaster" it would be if the orcs from the Warhammer universe were spread to other time and space.

And this thing is just like ringworm and fungal infection. Once infected, there is basically no possibility of cure.

Even if all the orcs are killed, as long as there is still a little bit of tissue such as skin flakes, the population can be quickly restored after a period of time.

"Don't be nervous. I won't take such huge risks until they become controllable. In addition, in view of the serious mistakes you made this time, I decided to give you some deserved punishment."

As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si took out a drop of subspace oil and threw it into the diary's face.

The next second...

The latter began to feel that something was wrong with him, and quickly asked: "Damn it! What did you do to me?"

"It's very simple. I have temporarily deleted the persistence and desire for lust in your mind. You can think of it as mental castration. From now on, you will no longer have the slightest interest in this kind of thing, even if you have thoughts. You won’t get even a little bit of pleasure and satisfaction from it.”

Zuo Si gave the answer straightforwardly without any disguise.

He apparently knew exactly what kind of punishment would make the diary feel "heart-wrenching" the most while ensuring that it could continue to serve his plans.

After all, the two have very similar ways of thinking.

To a certain extent, the diary is the only irreplaceable key.

"What? Mental castration? Gan! Do you want it to be so cruel! I just informed you a few days late."

The diary jumped as expected.

But Zuo Si just replied very plainly: "If you continue to mess around, I will consider changing the temporary situation to permanent."

moment!

The diary closed his mouth, looking downcast.

For him, this is equivalent to depriving himself of all the happiness in daily life, and it is so "painful" that it is maddening.

But unfortunately, as a summoned creature made into a card, he cannot resist the will of the planeswalker master. The only thing he can do is accept and obey.

But in his heart, this guy already has a grudge against the Blue Devils' Jinji Tasha.

But Zuo Si obviously had no time to pay attention to the little thoughts in the diary, and was concentrating on thinking about what to do next.

You must know that the time and space that have been affected and deviated from the original trajectory are not only the Warhammer universe, but also billions of time and space that he knows or is completely unfamiliar with.

Even the use of incarnations and projections cannot interfere with so many worlds at the same time, let alone restore them to their previous state.

This means that there must be trade-offs, and even a complex hierarchy and rules must be established in terms of value, degree of danger, etc.

This is obviously not an easy task.

In particular, certain taboo knowledge has led some people to begin to have a close relationship with Zuo Si himself, and even "borrow" power from him to obtain magical abilities similar to arcane and divine arts.

Others use the knowledge they received to build weapons and equipment and start waging war, hoping to dominate their own world. It is estimated that it will not be long before they become completely different.

Just when Zuo Si was hesitant to take care of those key points in time and space, Jinji Tasha, who noticed the changes outside, finally appeared in sight with a group of new generation planeswalkers with metal and mechanical modifications on their bodies.

The craziest scientific researcher in New Phyrexia has obviously made a series of upgrades to his original body. Not only is he equipped with multi-functional mechanical tentacles, but he is also equipped with electronic equipment to assist in calculations and running models, as well as user equipment. The rune system necessary to perform magic.

On top of that, he held a box filled with planeswalker sparks.

The inside of the box does not exist in reality, but a high-dimensional space that is similar to the gap between reality and illusion.

Similarly, the sparks of those perfected planeswalkers also achieve connection with the soul through exactly the same technology.

Otherwise, once the soul is infected by the sparkling oil, the spark will inevitably be completely extinguished.

"Great Father of New Phyrexia, I have cracked some of the secrets of the Spark. Now, you have a group of planeswalkers at your disposal who can carry the Glimmer Oil into any time and space at any time."

Jinji Tasha bent down and bowed deeply.

However, his eyes were always scanning the surroundings, especially the weapons and space battleships under construction.

Obviously, these never-seen things made the Blue Demon Judge very curious.

After all, although he has been to the Kamigawa time and space where technology is very advanced, and he has also acquired many interesting technologies from it, it is still far behind the detailed and complete technology tree of the Warhammer universe.

This is the difference between the size of civilization and the macro scale.

"Do you know how much trouble it has caused me to light the hyperdimensional beacon tower without permission?" Zuo Si stared at Jinji Tower and asked expressionlessly.

“I’m so sorry.

But I am really too fascinated by these abilities that allow me to travel through the dark void at will without paying any price.

The power of the spark is so powerful and special, just like the light of creation at the beginning of the birth of the entire multiverse.

As long as it is properly guided, it can easily explode with unimaginable power.

Even just detonating an ordinary spark can easily destroy a world protected by powerful gods. "

After saying that, Jinji Tasha lowered his head and presented the box in his hands with both hands.

As perhaps the wisest Demon Judge, he is obviously well aware of the serious consequences of seducing and capturing planeswalkers, and is ready to accept the punishment.

However, he also knew his value in the field of research and understood that the father of New Phyrexia was unlikely to directly dismember him, so he took the initiative to stand up and admit his mistakes.

Zuo Si reached out and took the box, then opened it, and sure enough he saw the sparks stored in the high-dimensional space.

Unlike most sparks that would quickly extinguish and disappear after leaving the planeswalker, these sparks seemed to have been stopped by time and always maintained normal operation.

If you touch it with your fingers, you can even feel the huge energy stored inside.

Obviously, these sparks are the "relics" of planeswalkers who failed to undergo the transformation of Shimmering Oil.

Although strictly speaking, they may not be dead yet, and have just become ordinary New Feirais, but they have lost their identity as planeswalkers forever.

"How many sparks are there?"

Zuo Si asked without raising his head.

"Forty-three. There were originally forty-seven, but four were lost during the experiment. In addition, this is my research report, as well as the detailed process and results of several experiments."

Without saying a word, Jinji Tasha handed over the text and video materials he had prepared in advance.

Zuo Si opened the electronic device directly and read all the contents at a speed that ordinary people could not match. Then he nodded slightly: "Yes, these are exactly what I need. But please remember, I hope this is the first and last time. . Otherwise, if a similar situation happens again, your end may be very tragic."

"Understood, I swear that I will never secretly conduct any dangerous research behind your back again."

Jinji Tasha gave the guarantee without hesitation.

Because he was not a fool, he could certainly feel the serious warning in the master's tone.

Seeing that the blue demon judge was so knowledgeable, Zuo Si immediately showed satisfaction: "Very good. Now tell me about these completed planeswalkers. What special abilities do they have?"

Jinji Tasha responded very simply: "As for these perfect planeswalkers, I have sorted out their race, gender, types of spells they are good at, etc. You can call them from the database at any time."

"Oh? Have you created a personal profile?"

Zuo Si opened the electronic device again and quickly found the corresponding folder in the search engine.

In just a few minutes, he had completely scanned the information of thirty or forty completed planeswalkers.

Although there are no "celebrities" and many are outright novices, there are still some interesting guys to be found.

For example, a beast trainer from Ikoria, the plane of behemoths, can form an army of behemoths with the Summon Behemoth cards at hand.

Another example is the little elf planeswalker from the fairy tale world "Eldra", who can build a seemingly joking but very terrifying enchantment, and make all creatures and even items that enter this range "fairytale-like".

In addition, there are artifact constructors who are good at making weapons and equipment, alchemists who can prepare potions with permanent effects, and stone giant planeswalkers who are made of earth elements and can instantly create earthquakes and volcanic eruptions...

In short, anyone who can ignite a spark and become a planeswalker has more or less unique powers.

The most important thing is that after completion, they will be full of unquestionable loyalty to New Phyrexia and will obey the orders given by Zuo Si 100%.

This is much better than exchanging partner cards between planeswalkers.

You must know that planeswalkers do not have absolute control over other planeswalkers summoned by partner cards. If the other side does not want to execute certain orders, they can completely ignore them or passively work.

This is why Zuo Si never used Jace Beleren's card even once after getting it.

But now, he already has an army of planeswalkers.

Thinking of this, Zuo Si turned around and asked the diary behind him: "I'll leave them to you to manage, is that okay?"

"give it to me?"

Diary blinked in confusion.

"Yes. I plan to hand over almost three hundred time and space to you, and your task is to command these planeswalkers to infiltrate and control. If you do well enough, I will consider removing your mental castration in advance."

Zuo Si stated his plan very simply.

It is obviously impossible for him to stay next to the hyperdimensional beacon tower 24 hours a day and do nothing. He cannot create too many things like incarnation projections, otherwise the huge amount of information fed back every time will completely disrupt his consciousness and thinking. chaos.

Therefore, the diary, which is also familiar with part of time and space, became the only candidate.

Coupled with the perfect planeswalkers who can travel freely and the carefully selected apostles, some set goals should be achieved.

"Are you sure you want to leave it to me? Aren't you afraid that I'll mess it up?"

The diary obviously realized the subtext of its owner, and the whole person opened his mouth in surprise.

Zuo Si responded in a half-joking tone: "I'm very sure. After all, when you don't have sperm in your brain, your behavior and the rigor of your thinking will increase exponentially. At this time, you can be trusted, But that’s not necessarily the case if that ability is restored.”

The diary curled his lips noncommittally: "But the manpower you gave us is too few. That is a full three hundred time and space, and the danger level in some places is not even much worse than that of Faerun. I need more helpers."

"no problem.

Here I have the powerful monk Balthazar, the Avenger Varian, the Dark Queen Sylvanas who has captured the Helm of Dominance, Thrall who has fallen into a minion of the ancient gods, the fel archmage Kael'thas, who has legendary spellcasting The eyes of the elders of the hierarchy, Irenicas whose soul was transformed into a unique form of the great devil, the vampire queen Bati...

In addition, I can also add the sun knight Davian, the succubus Loli Atona, the son of Baal Sarevok, another apprentice elf girl Guilath, the bronze dragon Chromie and her opposite eternal dragon Milok Waiting for your deployment.

If that's not enough, you can go to the ninth level of Baator Hell to ask for help from the Succubus Queen Mecanshut, or call back the pyromancer Alaina who has been released for a long time.

This crazy woman now has a spellcasting level of at least LV34, and her exclusive highest-level flame magic can even create a super giant fireball with a diameter of more than 300 kilometers and a temperature of millions or even tens of millions of degrees Celsius out of thin air. "

Zuo Si was very generous and took out all the high-end power that he could deploy now.

Especially when it is made into cards, he does not hesitate to show the detailed information to the diary.

I have to say, I don’t know if I don’t take stock of my family’s assets, and I’m really shocked when I do.

Excluding those who are on a mission or have other things to do, you can pull out a lot of them just above the legendary level.

Take one out at random, even in a world where some superheroes and super villains are everywhere, it is enough to set off a storm.

But the corner of the diary's mouth was twitching, and he couldn't help but hold his forehead and wailed: "God! Where did you find these ruthless people? Do you think I can control these extremely dangerous guys?"

"Don't worry, I will give you enough authorization when the time comes, and they will not dare to disobey your orders."

With the last word blurted out, Zuo Si activated all the summoned creatures and summoned follower cards in one breath.

In a blink of an eye!

Guys with fierce looks appeared out of thin air below the hyperspace beacon tower.

The terrifying momentum even made the Blue Devils judge Ji Tasha put on a defensive posture.

He was very sure that if all these guys rushed up, they could dismantle themselves into parts within a few seconds.

But this did not happen.

Just the opposite!

After briefly observing the surrounding environment, all the summoned creatures and followers lowered their heads and bowed deeply.

"Owner!"

"From now on, you must obey his orders just like you obey me. No disobedience is allowed."

Zuo Si pointed directly at the diary beside him and gave the order.

"clear!"

The summoned creatures and followers present first raised their heads and stared at the latter. When they discovered that the diary looked exactly the same as its owner, they quickly chose to accept it calmly.

After doing all this, Zuo Si patted Diary on the shoulder to show encouragement, and handed over the spatial coordinates of more than 300 worlds to him, and then he instantly activated the power of the Planeswalker Spark and disappeared from the place. No trace.

"Ahem——"

The diary coughed twice to attract everyone's attention, and then said in a very rare and serious tone: "Next, I will build a small team with each perfected planeswalker as the core. Anyone who shouts Remember to stand over whoever has the name. The first team, Planeswalker Moss Boulder, team member Thrall..."

As names came out of his mouth one by one, more than twenty core teams were quickly formed.

The planeswalkers who followed these teams obtained the corresponding spatial coordinates, and then easily completed the spatial positioning with the help of the power of the hyperspace beacon tower, and then sent the other members of the team to the designated world.

Within a few hours, they spread out and appeared in more than a hundred worlds.

The diary is connected to the hyperspace beacon tower, staring at hundreds of screens that light up at the same time in a place similar to a control room, and observing every move of these people through the monitor screen.

…

At this moment, the powerful warrior monk Balthazar was standing in an alley of a city slum, observing everything around him with interest.

Whether it was the cars passing by on the street outside the alley, or the black people lying on the roadside sleeping in tents, drinking alcohol or taking some powdered drugs until they were delirious, they all gave him a strong sense of unreality.

Because the most powerful son of Baal understands that he is no longer in Faerûn on the planet Toril, or even in the universe to which it belongs, but has come to another completely strange place.

Here, he cannot feel the existence of the magic network, but he can sense that there is some free energy in the surrounding environment that he can use for his own use.

Just when Balthazar was about to walk out of this dirty, smelly alley filled with the smell of decay and decadence to take a look outside, he suddenly heard a shout from behind him.

"Hey! White ghost, this is not the place you should come. If you know better, hand over all the valuable things on your body and get out of here. Otherwise, my brothers and I will make a few holes in your body. "

Due to his divine power, Balthazar could easily understand these curse words mixed with black slang. At the same time, he turned around and saw the appearance of the other party and the strange weapon in his hand.

Just when he was trying to use his divine power to understand the function and principle of this strange weapon, another black man immediately rushed up with a baseball bat, raising it high above his head and cursing crazily: "Fake! You are fucking deaf Are you there? Didn’t you hear what George just said?”

The words have not yet been spoken!

The bat hit him hard on the head with the intention of killing.

From the ferocity and nonchalance in their eyes, it is easy to see that these guys are gang members from the surrounding neighborhoods and do not take human life seriously at all.

Despite their young age, almost all of them have been involved in murder or gang vendettas.

For them, the reason for killing someone may simply be that the other person wore a better pair of shoes.

boom!

After a muffled sound, the thick bat broke into two pieces.

The broken front half even spun and flew several meters away.

The remaining part was so shocking that the holder's hands kept shaking, and the tiger's mouth was torn on the spot, leaving dark red blood.

But on the contrary, Balthazar was not only unscathed, there was not even a single red mark on his smooth head.

To be precise, he didn't move even once from beginning to end, as if what hit his head just now was not a hard baseball bat, but an insignificant feather.

"Oh-dammit!"

Although the black man holding half a baseball bat may only have a slightly higher intelligence than a chimpanzee, he also realized that the situation was not good. He seemed to be in trouble and immediately called his companions behind him: "This guy is a little weird! Come on! Let's get together!" superior!"

But before anyone else had time to react, this guy's entire body suddenly exploded without warning.

Blood, minced meat, and broken limbs scattered all over the sky like raindrops, forming a bloody scene like hell in the alley.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!!"

A young black woman who was standing on the third-floor balcony wearing only her underwear and obviously watching the excitement suddenly let out a piercing scream when she saw this scene.

After all, although fights, brawls, murders, robberies, rapes and other evil cases occurred frequently in the nearby neighborhoods, this was the first time such a death was so bloody and tragic.

Several other gang members also came to their senses from the screams of their lives, and immediately started shooting without saying a word.

Suddenly the whole alley was filled with the sound of gunshots and the screams of bullets flying and accidentally injuring other homeless people.

But what makes them feel scared and desperate is that so many bullets will be bounced or deflected by an invisible force field when they are close to the opponent. Even if they occasionally hit, they will not be able to penetrate the skin and cause real damage.

Not to mention mere firearms, it is estimated that even large-caliber artillery and missiles would have little effect on the body of the divine monk.

Balthazar just strolled up to him with bullets in his hand, and punched away all these scum that exuded a chaotic and evil aura.

After all, he who was able to make up his mind to kill all the sons of Baal and then commit suicide was not a soft-hearted Madonna, but closer to the "kill the evil" type.

After dealing with a group of stupid, self-righteous black people without even a trace of blood on his body, Balthazar quickly walked out of the alley and walked along the road towards the more prosperous city center.

According to the instructions of the diary, he had no intention of concealing his identity from beginning to end, and just appeared in full view of the public.

About forty minutes later, a helicopter appeared in the sky overhead, and then the piercing siren sounded from far to near.

It didn't take long for four or five police cars to surround Balthazar. The police who got out of the car were fully armed, holding powerful shotguns and shouting: "Raise your hands! I order you to raise your hands and lie down immediately." On the wall! Otherwise, don’t blame us for being rude! We now suspect that you are related to the murder that happened not long ago! We want to arrest you immediately!”

The surrounding passers-by were already scared to death when they saw this kind of battle, and they fled the scene at extremely fast speeds.

Some simply looked for the nearest bunker and hid behind it.

I have to say that the professionalism of the American people in this regard is absolutely unparalleled.

Any country with a slightly better security situation and fewer shootings would no longer be so well-trained in the face of firearms.

"Arrest me? Why?"

Balthazar stopped and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Because you killed five people! And you blew them up with your fists!"

One of the police officers replied as he locked himself in the back of the police car.

It could be seen that he was really nervous and did not dare to step forward and put handcuffs on the other party.

Because anyone who has seen the surveillance video has no doubt that this gentle-looking bald man could easily kill all the police officers present.

"But they provoked me first. I was just acting in self-defense." The powerful monk explained patiently.

Having suppressed the divinity and power of Baal, the God of Murder for a long time, he has long developed a strong heart that can face any situation calmly.

"Self-defense? You call that self-defense? Are you kidding me?" Another black police officer gritted his teeth and yelled angrily.

Balthazar turned his head and questioned: "Otherwise, what should it be called? I think as a law enforcement officer, you should thank me. I helped you clean up a group of criminals and scum."

"Even if they are criminals! Even if they are scum! They should be judged by the law! Who do you think you are? God? Or one of those weird heroes or vigilantes wearing fancy clothes?"

The black policeman continued to display his racial talent, spitting out a series of righteous accusations in just one or two seconds.

"No, I just did what I thought was right. And if the law you talk about is really effective, then these criminals and scum will not be so rampant. Also, if you want to arrest me, please feel free, but I You won’t be captured without mercy.”

After saying these words, Balthazar ignored the police and continued walking along the avenue.

These police officers were obviously in a dilemma. They did not dare to shoot or stop them. They could only follow from a distance and constantly reported the situation through the walkie-talkie. At the same time, more and more police cars began to gather here.

When the number of police cars exceeded fifty, and even the special police with heavy firepower were dispatched, and when a fight was about to begin, several black SUVs suddenly broke through the cordon.

The middle-aged man who jumped out of the car took out his ID and handed it to the commanding sergeant: "We are the FBI! From now on, our people will take over this place."

"What? This is impossible! I will never accept it! That murder suspect belongs to the New York Police Department! If we leave it to you like this, we will be embarrassed!" the police chief roared angrily.

“But losing face is better than losing life.

Sir, I believe you have seen the surveillance video and understand how terrifying that person's destructive power is.

Once he takes action, let alone you policemen, even the surrounding buildings may be demolished into rubble within a few minutes.

This matter is beyond what the police can handle, so leave it to us professionals. "

After that, the middle-aged man put away his ID, gave all his subordinates a signal to stay where they were, then took off his sunglasses, took a deep breath to force himself to stay calm, and then walked straight towards the magical monk.

After he came closer, he forced out a smile and introduced himself: "Hello, sir, I come from somewhere. My name is Phil Coulson. I'm glad to meet you. You know that your appearance can cause It’s caused a lot of commotion and trouble.”

"My name is Balthazar, and I don't think what I did was wrong."

The monk looked at the golden beauty of the setting sun in the distance and responded casually.

“Thank you for telling me your name, it’s certainly a friendly start.

If you don't mind, could you tell me where you are from?

And how do you punch with your bare hands at more than six times the speed of sound and block bullets with a force field-like ability?

If you can be honest with me, I promise to help you solve the problem at hand. "

Coulson put on a very sincere and friendly stance.

However, as long as you look carefully at the soaked shirt inside the suit jacket, you will know that he is obviously not relaxed at all now, and is even extremely nervous.

After all, although the human in front of him can communicate normally, he is actually an out-and-out monster, capable of killing himself a hundred times with just a few moves.

And judging from Balthazar's previous performance, it is obvious that he is not the kind of person who cares about the law, and he has no mercy at all when he kills people.