Leziren’s happy life in Marvel

The moment the battle started, it was determined that this battle would not be a trivial fight.

For a moment, the fist and the bullet collided, causing sparks to fly. The energy beam representing destruction hit the shield. The way forward was blocked, and it could only helplessly turn into aftermath and dissipate in the air. .

Blue electric light danced along with the shadow of the fist, and everywhere it went, there was a crackling sound representing destruction. The arrows were like ghosts, constantly looking for their targets in the battlefield.

Milky white spider silk flew in the sky with the wind, slowly turning into the shape of the wind. Explosions were like fireworks, constantly appearing around and inside the battlefield.

It seems that everyone has their own 'enemies' that need to be dealt with like in the comics, and it seems that everyone is free, and the 'enemies' in front of them always change without knowing it.

until……

"Hey! My armor has been upgraded. There is absolutely no way that guy who changes size can directly enter the inside of my armor to destroy it like he does now. This is her mother's bug! Sherlock, please fix it quickly!"

"Haha, why are you blaming other people for not being good enough? What? If you can't poop, you have to blame the earth for being unattractive, right? Tony, let me tell you a truth, you just need to practice more!"

"Hey~ I'm such a bad tempered person. If the captain doesn't accept it, let's have a fight now. Don't forget to call your little pet Bucky with prosthetic limbs. I won't fucking beat the shit out of you two. I blame you two. clean!"

"Wow, wow, wow! It looks like someone is getting angry. Tony, if you don't mind, I still hope you can pay attention to your language. You have the worst mouth among all the Avengers!"

"That's enough! Can you two follow the example of Widow Sister and Hawkeye and be quieter and more serious! If someone really sees that something is wrong, her mother, our fake civil war might turn into a real civil war in the next second. "

"Sorry, sorry, I really can't help myself~"*2

Along with the sincere apology from the two people, the scene in a hangar not far from the battlefield was indeed a bit inconsistent with the current tense civil war atmosphere.

I saw the widow, Tony, Captain, and Hawkeye sitting on the chairs conjured by Sherlock with magic. Each of them was holding a bottle of beer in their hands, and a trace of red mist shrouded the heads of the four people. , gathered into a thread in mid-air and connected to Sherlock.

Sherlock's whole body was emitting a faint red light. The light was magical and seemed to be flowing. It slowly gathered into the world scepter in Sherlock's hand. The reality gem hidden in the world scepter also With the input of Sherlock's magic power, the eyes became brighter and brighter.

Under the dazzling light, lines of red mist also flowed out of the Reality Stone and connected to the ground at Sherlock's feet.

If a magic person or a person with the ability to perceive magic is present, he will find that Sherlock has created a magical system.

Through the synchronization of magic circle, phantom magic and reality gems, a system is directly created that is like a stand-in in the game.

The four of them, Captain, Widow Sister, Tony, and Hawkeye, seemed to be playing a consciousness immersion game, controlling themselves to fight on the battlefield!

This feeling is really magical, a bit like a super-realistic immersive online game, and a bit like one soul and two bodies.

So the appearance of Captain and Tony just now was like a bad-mouthed part of a game between men. After all, this thing is no different from a game to a private person.

But this is not the case for Sherlock. The original idea was very good. He could use the same frequency magic and reality gems in a trinity.

But theory is theory after all, and actual operation is not as easy as I imagined, or should be said to be very difficult!

Although the four captains had a great time playing, for Sherlock, it was as if he had become the CPU of the four of them. He needed to constantly adjust the synchronization parameters of phantom magic, reality gems, and magic circles.

If there is a slight mistake, either the frame will drop like in the game, or there will simply be a vicious bug like Tony's cannonball hitting the ground, but the explosion will appear one meter away.

Or if it's more serious, it's very likely that there will be a stuck phenomenon similar to high latency.

No matter what the situation is, Sherlock cannot accept it, so Sherlock is extra serious, but he is already so serious and has a very difficult time maintaining his magic. Her mother's captain and Tony are still in the mood to quarrel?

For Sherlock, that was really unbearable, even his uncle and aunt couldn't bear it!

No wonder Sherlock got angry and scolded the two of them.

Of course, the widowed sister and Hawkeye were not much better. Just after Sherlock finished talking about the captain and Tony, he turned his attention back to the battlefield and immediately noticed the widowed sister and Hawkeye on the battlefield. The two Hawkeyes are unusual.

Sherlock felt a little helpless, and in the end he could only cough, trying to cover up his embarrassment.

"Well, Widow Sister and Hawkeye, you two should restrain themselves a little bit. Do these guys really think they are playing games? You two don't have any deep grudges. Don't just fight with your fucking hands! You two are like this What to do with others?”

Listening to Sherlock's complaints, the serious expressions of Widow Sister and Hawkeye suddenly showed the same embarrassment. They coughed in unison, picked up the beer in their hands and took a sip.

Although the two of them didn't say anything, the duel between Widow Sister and Hawkeye on the battlefield was no longer so murderous. How should I put it, the atmosphere between the two just now was like life and death enemies meeting. All the same, they all go to the fatal place.

As a result, the 'newcomers' who were once on the battlefield were a little afraid to get close to the two of them. Who knows if they would be affected by the two?

However, the behavior of the two is understandable. After all, they are senior agents from the same S.H.I.E.L.D., even at the same level, and they have a very good relationship. It is actually difficult to tell the winner even during training.

Now that Sherlock exists as a real 'online game', it is normal for the two of them to want to play with each other and decide whether their style is high or low. After all, they won't really get hurt. It is easy to have such thoughts while fighting.

After all, they themselves are very curious about who is stronger between the two! Not only themselves, this issue was a very hot topic even in the former Snake and Shield Bureau!

Seeing the two of them gradually relaxing, Sherlock also breathed a sigh of relief. How should I put it, in addition to being tired, Sherlock had begun to regret listening to the words of these four bad guys around him.

If Sherlock was given another chance to choose, Sherlock would rather let the four of them go on the field and have a real fight than pat his chest and say that he can handle it because of such negative emotions.

Of course, it was a fraud after all, so there would inevitably be flaws. Just after Sherlock had relaxed, a new problem arose!