Druid in Marvel

On the roof of the apartment building opposite the restaurant, as the bright colorful light disappeared, a thin figure appeared there.

The big-eyed Loki stared at the sky and murmured in a low voice: "Why is it always Thor? I thought I was also your son.

Why are you never willing to really look at me?"

After speaking, Loki glanced at the door of the restaurant and said softly: "I will prove that I am a qualified king. No one can stop me~~"

As he spoke, Loki let out a nervous chuckle, glanced at the empty street downstairs, and said softly: "You are too courageous, go and give Alvin some trouble."

As soon as Loki finished speaking, the golden spear in his hand bloomed and a thin golden mist shrouded the street downstairs. Many terrifying figures poked their heads out from the dark corners.

Loki heard a gunshot from the restaurant, chuckled, and disappeared instantly wrapped in a mist.

Alvin stared at the street outside the restaurant door and said to Frigga in annoyance: "Your Majesty the Great Magician, could you please protect my restaurant?"

There are a lot of things coming, and the labor cost for decoration is too high now. "

Frigga, like a kind old woman, kissed cute little Ginny on the face. Then he waved his hand to Alvin very domineeringly and said, "Since you are so confident, then hurry up and you don't need to worry here."

Alvin looked at Frigga's changes in disbelief after his wife and son left. It seemed like, well~how should I say~~a very powerful change~~

Glancing at the vague figure appearing at the door of the restaurant, Alvin shrugged his shoulders. Tyranny was armed instantly, and the Remington appeared in Alvin's hand.

Alvin pulled out a bullet belt from the bar and hung it on his body. "Volume" wisely wrapped the bullet belt so that it would serve as Remington's automatic loader.

Glancing at Frigga, Alvin smiled and used the Horadric ring on his right hand to activate the rune language that had been embedded in Remington, brand.

rune jojah lo lo mal al gul gul

5 chance to cast a level 14 aplif daage when hit, 100 chance to cast a level 18 bone spear when hitting the target, 40 damage, ignore target defense, 20 to increase hit rate, 0 damage to demons It is a monster, with a 20 probability of double strike, preventing the monster from self-healing and repelling it.

Frigga obviously felt the change in Remington at the first moment.

Alvin took off the armor on his face, smiled at Frigga and said: "Welcome to Hell's Kitchen. I am actually a druid. I am professional in killing demons."

After saying that, Alvin held up the Remington in his right hand and fired at the door. A black figure was blown out of the darkness. He screamed and was pierced by a pale bone spear. He howled and turned into ash.

As Alvin rushed out of the restaurant, Frank, who had long sensed something was wrong, stood at the door of the restaurant with an automatic rifle.

The "force" and "caution" in him can provide him with strong protection and lethality.

As Frank shoots, the freezing damage and crushing blows that burst out from time to time can inflict great damage to the demons that suddenly appear, and at the same time provide the strongest cover for Alvin, who has average marksmanship.

Facing all kinds of strange demons that sprang out from the shadows of the streets from time to time, Alvin happily fired Remington bullets. This kind of big spray was the most suitable weapon for him.

The large number of projectiles sprayed out by each bullet can always hit the demon not far away. Even if it was just scratched by the edge, those demons would be reduced to ashes after a "Bone Spear" hit.

The only thing that makes Alvin a little strange is that what Odin said before should be some more powerful demons crossing the border.

But these red "weak chickens" in front of them felt a little weaker than the horned devil they met on that hillside last time.

Alvin took a deep breath, feeling the pure energy being absorbed into his body, and sighed comfortably. Maybe Odin has one too