Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

"Tony Stark, it's him!"

Edward murmured softly, so is this the world of "Iron Man"?

"Hey! Bro! Do you hear me?"

"Is your crew far from here? Look at how unlucky I am now, oh! I need help!"

"I'm not a bad person, don't worry, brother."

"Are you filming a movie? What are you filming here? Look at you wearing such cool noble clothes, are you going on a crusade?"

Before Edward could get closer, the future Iron Man, Tony Stark, pushed aside the iron sheet that was clinging to his body and spoke a series of words in a hurry.

He really has the same impatience as in the movie, and Edward has confirmed what he is thinking.

Apparently, classmate Tony now regards the robe of a noble from the magical world worn by Edward as the costume of an ancient European noble. And in this uninhabited desert around Afghanistan, he met a person wearing the costume of an ancient European noble. Our rich man thought that the only comparison was

The reasonable explanation is that those Hollywood directors who like to restore real historical scenes are making blockbusters.

"Of course you're not a bad person, right? Our patriot, the genius who graduated from MIT, the controller of Stark Industries, Mr. Tony Stark!" Edward walked leisurely to the Iron Man of the future.

Beside him, he said slowly.

In fact, it’s not surprising to know Tony Stark’s name. As a well-known playboy who often appears in Vanity Fair and has appeared on the cover of fashion magazines in all months of the year, his beautiful photos have high visibility in the entire capitalist world.

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"Haha, you know me? You must be an American?" Classmate Tony smiled awkwardly. Originally, he planned to conceal his identity.

Edward smiled friendly and said.

"Although I am not an American, I believe everyone in the civilized world knows your famous name!"

"However, you are wrong about one thing. I am not one of those people who make movies in Hollywood. I am a magician. Besides, your history is really not very good. The Crusades did not go through Afghanistan." Edward

Answered Tony's question.

"Well, after all, I'm not very familiar with history."

Hearing what Edward said about "civilized world", Tony lowered his guard slightly.

"Wait, magician? Are you talking about those professions in the Middle Ages that held magic wands and turned people into frogs? Don't be ridiculous, man." Tony had a black line. He has not joined SHIELD yet, but he is

A weapons research and technology geek and playboy who doesn’t know much about the secrets of the Marvel world.

"Stop being funny, come and help me remove these iron sheets. By the way, help me ask your director, does the movie still need investment?"

"Hey, I'm telling the truth!" Edward said helplessly.

"Want a proof? For example, like this." The thought of temptation arose in Edward's heart.

I saw the fragments of armor attached to Tony's body suddenly floated up without warning, and under the influence of Edward's telekinesis, they were neatly piled on the sand on one side.

"Oh, mygod! This is, this is so cool!" Tony's eyes widened when he saw this incredible scene.

After hearing Tony Stark exclaim, Edward has basically determined that this world should be the world of the movie version of Marvel's "Iron Man", without any weird "X-Men" mutants.

"Of course, if there is the existence of the 'X-Men' and the 'Brotherhood of Mutants'! Let's not talk about other things for now, just based on the nature of the extremist organization 'Brotherhood of Mutants', the timeline I detected

, will there be no violent fluctuations for a year?" The Lord God's voice sounded in Edward's ears.

"That's right!" Edward nodded in agreement.

Seeing Tony Stark struggling to stand up alone from the dunes in front of him, a sense of superiority as a supernatural human arose spontaneously.

Edward said: "By the way, do you want to go to my temporary residence for a drink? Looking at your current state, you don't look like the dashing and handsome playboy we are familiar with!"

Although he was teasing Tony, Edward was still secretly amazed in his heart.

He is indeed a mechanical genius on the scientific side! Even though the original version of the steel armor was made in a simple place like a terrorist base, it fell down at such a high speed at such a high speed, and there were only a few scratches on the body made by scattered iron sheets.

trauma.

Edward remembered that in the movie, after Tony took off the iron skin, he walked alone in the desert for a long time before being rescued! He couldn't help but secretly smacked his lips at how abnormal the shock-absorbing system of this armor was!

"It's an honor for me to be invited by a magician!" Tony can now be considered a person who has experienced great storms. The terrorist's lair has almost survived. Although Edward's identity as a magician surprised him greatly

, but on the surface, he calmed down quickly.

"Follow me!" Edward said.

What Tony didn't expect was that he followed Edward for less than half a mile before he stopped in the vast sea of ​​sand.

Looking at the endless yellow sand around me.

"Um, should we fly into the sky now, or sneak into the ground?" Tony's mind was a little wide open at this time.

"No, it's right here!" Edward clapped his hands and lifted the light element array set up outside the oasis. The light element array that Edward had previously arranged was not only invisible, but could also gather stored sunlight and emit light element rays for defense.

If Edward himself goes in, there is no need to disarm the magic circle, because he has mental power and can send out mental fluctuations to identify the identity of the light element.

But for Tony, who is still an ordinary person and has not done any identification, if he walks in directly, there may be a few more bloody holes in his body.

Edward had set up the magic circle when he was still an apprentice, but he had never considered bringing outsiders in. Therefore, he could only close the light element magic circle in advance.

In an instant, as soon as Edward's voice fell, the light on the sand in front of him began to distort violently, and a small oasis slowly appeared.

"Let's go, Sir Tony Stark!" Edward greeted.

The sudden appearance of the oasis obviously shocked Tony's classmates.

It’s incredible!

He was stunned for a moment, twisted his arm hard, and hissed! The intense pain made his brain wake up, and he followed up.

The two of them walked into the stone house and sat down.

Edward took out a bottle of wine from the magical world from the main god's space, and drank two glasses with the crystal cup he made before retreating.

The emerald green wine was poured down the thirsty Tony's throat.

"I say, Sir Tony Stark, you are welcome..." Before Edward could finish his words of welcome, he was interrupted by the impatient "Iron Man" classmate.

"Call me Tony. If it weren't for you, I might have been lost in this vast desert."

"Okay, let's talk about our rich man, how did he get into such a mess this time?" Edward asked knowingly.

"Well, let's not mention that sad story, okay? Now, let's enjoy the beautiful wine in the cup!"

Shaking the wine glass in his hand, Tony thought with embarrassment that if he hadn't rejected the invitation of his good friend, Colonel Rody of the American Air Force, to take a helicopter ride and insisted on riding in a happy Jeep. He might be in San Diego, California now.

In a luxurious sea-view villa, with the cover girl of the fashion magazine from which issue I don't know, I live a life of joy and sex. How can I go to a terrorist's lair and suffer for three months?

Hey! At this time, classmate Tony couldn't help but feel Dandan's sadness.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet." Tony stared into Edward's eyes, put down the wine glass, clasped his hands together, and said sincerely.

"Edward Hufflepuff, Welshman. Tony, what are your plans now?" Edward then asked.

"Is it a British guy?"

"Oh! Sorry, I'm used to it." Realizing that what he said was wrong, Tony quickly apologized.

Obviously, Tony thought that the Wales mentioned by Edward was the Principality of Wales in England in reality.

"It's okay!" Edward took a sip of the wine in his glass gracefully and motioned for Tony to continue.

"Is there a map here? I hope to go to a place with order, and then inform my friends that Colonel Roddy will pick me up."

"And where did you buy your red wine? It tastes really good!"

Apparently afraid that Edward would get to the bottom of things, classmate Tony quickly changed the subject.

"I don't have a map. I'm a lonely mage. Wandering around is my job."

"Don't pay attention to my red wine. That place is very mysterious!" Edward replied, wearing it alone! How can you not be lonely if you are not familiar with the place?

Seeing the lonely look in Edward's eyes, Tony quickly comforted him: "Don't be so sad! There will always be wonderful things in life that you can't imagine!"

Edward was considered his savior. He couldn't imagine that without this magical magician, he would be alone in the hot desert, with a temperature of dozens of degrees, and how slim his chances of finding rescue would be.

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"If possible, let's become friends! I will take you to my place, the modern metropolis New York, where you can find a lot of fun!"

Hearing Tony's familiar playboy-like comfort, Edward smiled inwardly.

"I'm fine, Tony!"

But what fun is there in the colorful world of capitalism? Edward was a little excited. In the original world, he was an innocent virgin in his twenties, but he had never been to those places with bright lights and green wine!

Edward said: "Although there is no map, aren't you a mechanical genius? I think there are so many iron sheets scattered outside, how can it be difficult to make a small communicator to find you?"

Tony said with a bitter face: "It's not just an ordinary iron sheet that can be half-bent with your hands, but a solid alloy material that makes the "Jericho" missile casing. Without some professional processing equipment, I can bend it with just my hands.

Even if you know how to do it, you can’t do it with those materials!”

Thinking of the original steel armor in the movie that could face off against large-caliber machine guns without any problems, Edward nodded in agreement.

However, for a formal mage who knows alchemy, the refining of hard metal is really not a big problem.

Edward smiled mysteriously, reached out and pulled out the remaining half-loose and half-bent metal button on Tony's clothes.

Magic power spurted out, forming a transparent forging array in mid-air. The metal button was suspended above the forging array, melting into molten metal. Under Edward's control, a delicate screw was slowly formed.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Tony's eyes lit up, "Okay! I almost forgot, you are not an ordinary person, Mr. Magician!"

Since Edward has such ability, it is not impossible to make a communicator by himself!

He quickly ran out of the room, ran to the place where the steel armor fell, and picked up 5 or 6 pieces of armor that were originally attached to his body.

With the help of Edward's alchemy, a simple communicator slowly took shape in Tony's hands.

In the middle of making the communicator, another hurricane blew up in the desert outside. After the wind and sand passed, the original dune where the steel armor fell had turned into a flat sandy land.

Looking at Tony, who was sticking his butt out and adjusting the frequency of the communicator, Edward silently thought: It seems that the story in the movie has returned to its original plot.

Just now, I thought Tony would pick up the entire armor, but he didn't expect that he only picked up a few fragments. The steel armor that had been buried under the sand was still in its original place and maintained its basically complete shape.

In this case, those terrorists who kidnapped Tony might still get this original armor.

In this case...