ordinary superhero

Chapter 302

Charles flew to the no-fly zone alone. Will's map was very useful. It didn't take long for Charles to arrive above the city and look at the ruins underground. A sandstorm also rolled towards Charles in the sky. Coming, Hive finally found Charles.

Seeing the sandstorm gradually approaching him, Charles slowly fell to the ground, wrapping his thoughts around his whole body, and holding the Ruyi Dragon Pattern Clay in his hand, ready to fight at any time, although Charles is confident that he can deal with it without injury The hive, but Charles has never taken it lightly. Charles will only do this kind of thing in front of living people. The hive will definitely be killed by Charles or locked up, so Charles will not do boring things matter.

After getting ready for the battle, Charles was wrapped in a sandstorm, and Charles also saw a corpse slowly walking towards him in the sandstorm. A corpse wearing a spacesuit, it seemed that he was Will's companion, and Hive Just live in it.

"Oh, that's interesting, a strange person, those incompetent guys are really willing to give up, seeing how you fly in the sky, your ability is almost developed, did you do something wrong to be exiled here? ?" Honeycomb's voice was very hoarse, it seemed that his vocal cords had been damaged a little, but it didn't affect his ability to express himself clearly.

"A foreigner? Sorry, I am not a foreigner, and the person who can banish me does not exist yet, so your guess is wrong. You even guessed wrong about my ability. My ability is this." Charles heard Hive's guess and slowly organized his words to refute. Then a mirror magic appeared around him and spread instantly. Charles and Hive entered the mirror space together.

"What did you do? It seems that nothing happened, but obviously, you did something, can you explain it? The Inhumans who claim to be not Inhumans." Hive sneered at Charles' statement that he was not Inhumans, In his memory, what would a guy with superpowers be if he wasn't an alien? He had devoured a lot of memories, and none of them told him that there were other capable people on Earth, and Charles was obviously from Earth.

"It's nothing, I just made it impossible for you to touch my companions anymore. I used a trick, and now it's the main course. I plan to make you completely disappear from this world." Charles saw the successful restraint of the mirror image magic The hive, the next step is to completely wipe out the hive from the world. He grabbed the frying pan in his hand and planned to do a headshot.

"I'm really confident. It's the first time I saw a stranger who dared to be arrogant in front of me. Forget it, your memory will still belong to me in the end, so I'll wait until you become a part of me before I let you tell me what happened What's the matter?" The hive looked at Charles in front of him, no emotion could be heard in the hoarse voice, but the ground began to twist, and the hive began to control its underground body to attack Charles.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I seem to have blown up your sound generator, can you still talk?" Charles used a frying pan to explode the corpse in front of him. Si looked at the still distorted ground and asked.

As he asked, Charles felt the dust-like parasites from the body of the hive attacking his mind shield. Looking at the dense control dust that wrapped him up, Charles understood that the hive had not given up, but Charles did not feel it. His mental power was exhausted, and after thinking about it, Charles still waited for the hive to deal with and give up this useless attack.

"What exactly are your abilities? Flying, shields, and attacks that don't know what they are, you have too many abilities, and why do you seem to know my attack methods? Open it, and you know everything about me." After the attack was fruitless, a group of gray-black figures slowly rose from the ground, finally forming a guy with a head like an octopus monster, this is the true face of the hive.

"Good news, you have more than one sounder, bad news, I don't seem to have any good way to destroy you, are you afraid of fire?" Charles asked while setting a fire on the hive with a dragon spell, wrapping the hive in the middle.

The hive turned into dust again in an instant, and the bulge on the ground told Charles that he was planning to escape,

"The edict of the dragon god, the borrowing of the wind god, the enchantment of the sky, all laws are inviolable."

"It's not good to want to run after the fight." Charles said calmly to the air after releasing the barrier.

Then the hive rushed through the barrier limit of Charles from the ground, and then the whole news was outside of Charles' detection range, and a wave of Charles was severely slapped in the face.

"Well, this enchantment restricts ghosts. This guy is a parasite. It seems that it can't be restricted. It seems that this guy can only be kept here and trapped here forever." Charles looked at the useless enchantment, He could only disperse the entire enchantment, then opened the portal and left the mirror image magic.

When Charles returned to the crypt, he saw that Coulson and others were having dinner. Coulson saw that Charles came back through the portal, and immediately brought a bowl of food, intending to let Charles join the party.

"What is this?" Charles asked, looking at the black food in the basin, which could not be seen at all.

"The food, although it's just some moss and grass roots, can replenish energy. This is an alien planet. It's good to have these. Charles, you need to eat, right." Coulson looked at Charles with a face of resistance The expression explained, and by the way, he asked whether Charles' body needed to eat or not.

"Of course, I'm still a human, okay, but I don't eat these things, I have something to eat." Charles replied after hearing Coulson's words, and then opened his hand in front of everyone's eyes. space ring.

After taking out the food inside, Coulson saw a pile of snacks such as beef jerky, potato chips, biscuits, and chicken feet that foreigners don't want to eat. Of course, there are also a few bottles of beer. These are Charles Usually, the game is stored in the ring. He doesn’t want to suddenly want to eat in the middle of the game, and then he has to go to the refrigerator to get it, so there are still some snacks in the ring. I handed it over to Rogers, and then copied one again. Charles didn't want to have such a useful thing.

"Well, it seems that we don't need to worry about whether we have food. The energy of these foods is enough for us to survive for a few weeks. Will, do you want to taste the beer produced by the earth in 2015?" Coulson looked at his hands Looking at the pile of snacks on the ground, he picked up a bottle of beer and said to Will who was still in a daze.

"Of course, don't you know there is a cigarette? I miss this thing even more. It would be better if there is one." Will took the beer from Coulson like a sacred object, and looked at Charlie expectantly S asked.

"No, I raised a child, and smoking is bad for my health, so I never smoke." Charles also picked up a bottle of beer and opened it casually. He also opened it, and then drank it on his own, and Will also drank it excitedly.

"Melinda, come help. We need to store these foods. If we don't plan to rely on grass roots to replenish energy in a few days, we must make a plan for these." Coulson picked up the snacks on the ground After getting up, the three of Melinda also ran to Coulson after hearing what Coulson said, and began to help the food to be sorted and preserved.

"Charles, is this a chicken's paw? You actually know how to eat this thing, is it really edible? I'm really curious about how your eating habits were developed." Seeing the food in Charles' ring After some snacks, Coulson naturally knew that these were the snacks that Charles usually ate, not some food reserves, but there were a lot of chicken feet in the middle, which made Coulson dumbfounded. Charles is really not a SARS type of American.

"You should be grateful that I am willing to share my snacks with you instead of complaining about my eating habits. If you are not going to eat these things, I am more than happy to eat all by myself. If I let go of my stomach to eat If so, these things are enough for me to eat for a week." Looking at Coulson who was still busy, Charles breathed out the alcohol in his mouth, and said to Coulson who was complaining about himself.

(End of this chapter)