Behind the Scenes from American Comics

Fingal lowered the car window and waved warmly at the old man walking slowly, "Principal, you are still so punctual."

"After all, I don't want to fish my students out of a dragon's stomach. 55

[Angers] With a slight smile, he raised his hand to Phil Coulson to greet Roar, "Hello, young man."

lad?

Phil Coulson touched his almost bald forehead, and gave a sly back.

"take it easy!"

Angers, like a kind old man, smiled and patted Phil Coulson on the shoulder, looking up at the huge figure hovering in the air.

"This dragon is fierce.

When he said this, his tone was as if he was evaluating whether a dish was delicious or not, and the vicious dragon-shaped corpse guard just reached a passing score.

"Roar!!!"

The big guy also seemed to sense a hint of danger, roaring up to the sky, and spewing black flames down in a large area.

The flame temperature was extremely high, and the asphalt ground was melted into deep pits.

The residents of the streets hurriedly scattered, leaving only Thor and the Asgard warrior who fell to the ground.

Due to their serious injuries, they had lost their ability to move, and could only watch the flames fall, shouting Heimdall loudly.

But at the moment, on Bifrost in Asgard, Loki opens the Casket of Ancient Winters and freezes Heimdall.

The trapped gatekeepers could do nothing even if they heard their Roar shouts.

"No! 35

Seeing that his companion was about to die, Thor roared and stood up, opening his hands to block.

Fifty miles away, Mjolnir hummed and could fly at any moment.

Angers didn't give Thor a chance to explode.

Without haste, he pulled out a large pocket knife from the inner pocket of his suit, and he half-squatted down, chanting the ancient dragon script.

Yan Ling. Time zero!

Time seemed to suddenly slow down nearby.

The fleeing town residents, the dragons that stretched their wings, and even the swaying of the leaves and the churning of the flames, all slowed down.

Thor's eyes widened in disbelief, and his mouth slowly opened and closed, "This...how...is possible?!.~!

"Nothing is impossible."

Angers, like an old gentleman at a friend's funeral, tapped Thor on the shoulder as he passed by.

Tolton found himself recovered, time was still flowing slowly, but his movements did not slow down.

[From Thor. Odinson's amazing value +2341]

"Young man, go save your friend, don't stand there in a daze. 35

Ang Ge waved his hand back without looking back, jumped over the obstacle, and flew to the roofs on both sides of the street.

In the slow flow of time, he moved as fast as a Ghost.

In the blink of an eye, he approached the dragon-shaped corpse guard and raised the folding knife in his hand.

The style of the folding knife is very elegant, and the blade has a twisted pattern, which reflects a fierce light under the sunlight.

"Roar!!!"

The dragon-shaped corpse stood beside him, blazing flames radiating, but the speed was many times faster than before, like slow motion playback.

Angers cut through the fiery gap, and at the moment of getting close, he swung his jackknife and rotated his body.

The dragon's membrane wings were broken, and the black blood slowly overflowed, temporarily hovering in the air.

Everything is slowed down.

The dragon-shaped corpse guard didn't even react, the red-golden pupils slowly opened and closed, and the body without the membrane wings slowly fell downward.

Stab it!

The next moment, the sound of the metal blade piercing the body of the flesh sounded.

Angers held a pocket knife and slashed the wound between the dragon-shaped corpse's neck, bringing out a large amount of blood.

The blood was as black as thick ink, and it hovered in the air together with the broken head of the dragon-shaped corpse.

"You can't do it if you don't accept it. I've just warmed up, and my body can't hold it anymore."

Having done all this, Angers put away the jackknife and smoothed the somewhat wrinkled collar.

In an instant.

The slow-flowing time returned to normal, black blood splashed down, and the broken head and corpse of the dragon-shaped corpse swarmed to the ground.

[From Thor. Odinson's amazing value +2431]

[Extreme value from Fandral +1029]

[Surprise value from Vorstag +1123]

[Extreme value from Heimdall +1662]

Everyone was stunned to see this scene.

Phil Coulson was stunned for a while before asking, "Fingal, who are you guys?

"Definitely a hero of dragon slaying!"

Fingal raised his eyebrows proudly, and trotted all the way to Angers's side, "Principal, you are really young, and your heroism is the same as before."

`Stop!

Angers waved his hand, "Fingel, you don't need to pat the ass, what I want to know is, who belongs to the Nibelungen that appears this time?""

"It's not quite right here. 35

Fingal was a little embarrassed, "According to the regulations of the secret party, we need to hide any information about dragons, do you want to..."

Having said that, he glanced at the crowd and made a vicious throat-slashing action.

Phil Coulson, Thor and the others changed their faces slightly when they heard the words, and took a few steps back cautiously.

"Haha... just kidding, I lied to you.

Fingal showed a smug smile, "Don't worry, it's Hypnotic Ability at most, it won't kill you by erasing this piece of your memory... Right, Headmaster?"5

"No, we won't do anything this time." Angers smiled.

"why?"

Fingal was stunned for a moment, "The Nibelungen that appears this time (alright, good) belongs to the King of Bronze and Fire, the principal, this is the Dragon King, and belongs to the most confidential information Gong! 35

"I got it!

Angers picked up the metal sword box and gently stroked the inscription on its surface, "Every blood of a king must end with a sword. This top-notch alchemical weapon belongs only to the supreme master of alchemy among the four monarchs, the one between bronze and fire. king."

"I guessed it and didn't do anything?" Fingal muttered in a low voice, "Headmaster, didn't you drink a fake bar before going out?"

"Fingel, the times are advancing. 35

Angers turned to leave, "The secret party may not have to fight alone as before, we need some reliable helpers. 35

"understood!"

Fingal nodded knowingly, "Dragon King is too dangerous, I have to find a few hapless people to take the blame."

Phil Coulson:

Thor: 66