Nuan Nuan Saves the World [Comprehensive British and American]

Who was the most difficult mage in King Arthur's time?

Merlin may be strong enough, but the last thing Chris wants to face is Morgana.

It's a faction issue, nothing surprising.

Merlin, who is in the good camp, will always be easier to deal with than Morgana, who wanders in the evil and chaotic camp. The unique sensitivity and delicateness of women are combined with enough coldness and determination, and Morgana still has enough talent and wisdom—enough to make her a The talent and wisdom of a wizard who shines throughout the age.

Still the same sentence, the mage is an absolute innate talent, which means that no matter how hard someone studies and spends a lifetime of study, they are just mediocre, and some people have already passed away when they were very young. When you reach the wilderness where only you are left, you can rely on yourself to open up your own path.

This also makes the combat mode of Chris and Morgana calm to a bit boring in the eyes of laymen, and it is even far less sparkling than the close combat between Loki and Thor.

Calculation and anticipation are the basic items of mages. How to interrupt the output loop prepared by the opponent and bring the battle to his own rhythm is something that every qualified mage should be good at. Most of the time, Chris and Morgan Na's confrontation was eliminated in the tentative spells—creating out of nothing, blurred illusions, and everything was calm at the moment of lightning and thunder falling. It really didn't look like the performance that a mage of their level should have, bluffing If you look at it from a layman's point of view, you can probably only use the chicken pecking each other to evaluate the early stage that is so long that people want to change channels.

Chris is also a little impatient with such a long prelude. Even if his patience has always been good, it does not mean that he can endure this seemingly endless mutual temptation, especially when he and Morgana's magic Under the premise that the reserves are very sufficient, they can continue to test each other at this level for several months without stopping.

Chris decided to adjust his tactics. Morgana's reaction in this battle was so abnormal that he felt that standing in front of him was a completely unfamiliar mage, even though they had the same spellcasting habits and the same energy structure mode , but that is not a "Morgana-style" spell, but more like a clever and poor imitator.

In this case, treat it as a completely strange enemy.

Familiarity with Morgana would become a hindrance at this moment, and Chris ended the aimless probing without hesitation, and held his staff.

Of course, he can choose to change the suit directly to solve the battle quickly, whichever suit is the most suitable for the system. There is no shortage of cheats at various bug levels, but Chris feels that under certain circumstances, he still needs to maintain his due demeanor and respect. .

For the arrogant and conceited Her Royal Highness who had indeed given him the most genuine and warm feelings.

There are countless types of wands in the system wardrobe for him to choose from. Chris can open a wand monopoly or exhibition hall or something. There is no doubt that these wands will not exclude Chris from using them, but unless they are matched A suit, otherwise what Chris is most used to is the staff that he made by himself.

The branches of the forest of elves, the incantations carved by my own hands.

It's not that I don't like those magic wands with outstanding effects that can be called rare treasures, but the ones I made by myself are often more convenient. The lack of bright spots also means that they have good balance and adaptability, and they will not repel or reject any element. Excessive amplification is just an effect amplification device with a single effect, the kind that is so single that it can be ignored.

Also Chris' favorite kind.

He is not a purely human body and needs additional magic power to guide him. The half-energy shell itself is already an excellent conductor of ability, and the half-data thinking mind does not need extra energy error correction with a staff, he can Things are handled well, and the staff just needs to do the staff well.

But sometimes I have to say, Chris's attitude of dominating everything is really annoying, at least Morgana was irritated by his attitude, mean curses - real curses accompanied by extremely aggressive The powerful spells hit like a storm, making this battle finally look a little bit in line with the spell level of both sides.

Chris readily accepted Morgana's verbal curse, and returned the spells one by one without any delay. Thanks to the system digging a hole for him, he never lacked the training of high-intensity combat.

Even so, the first thing he did when he saw Morgana constructing the exquisite illusion magic was to rush up and slap him in the face. He was still stunned and unbelievable for a few seconds, and he couldn't help thinking about it. Is it still the arrogant and arrogant princess in front of me?

The momentary chaos in his mind didn't interfere with Chris' movements at all. He quickly used a stand-in magic combined with teleportation to solve this slap attack that required neither strength nor speed, and accepted the white attack without hesitation. Great gift from here.

Has mages playing melee combat become popular recently? Chris remembers that Merlin also complained to him about the disciples from the ancient mage, and they like to come forward for a hard fight. There is no mage at all. Demeanor as it should be.

Chris calculated the remaining time of his shield while interfering with Morgana's illusion while superimposing another layer of time-delaying spells. The effect of the substitute magic was just in time to nail the ice cone that pierced the heart into a void, saving With his powerful magic power, Chris turned the monstrous waves in Morgana's illusion into sharp swords with a backhand, fighting for less than half a second to make up for his lost shield.

The whole process is as precise as a stopwatch stuffed in the brain, and the time of the effect range of each spell is calculated to the fullest. Chris is like this, and so is Morgana. You must know that spells are just like mysterious side effects. Even scientific research does not tolerate the slightest error. If spells can be measured by data, it is estimated that every mage would like to have all spell values ​​accurate to three decimal places.

But spells are indeed creative products full of imagination and fantasy. Weaving the will into language to weave exquisite energy structures. The spells uttered by Chris and Morgana Song are all unique existences. A truly powerful mage Master the rules, and then create your own rules. Although they cannot defy nature, they are almost omnipotent in this masked world made of pure power.

After a short skirmish, Chris and Morgana waved their wands, and their spirits aroused the energy of the whole world.

The flames of war continued, and Chris still had such a glimmer of expectation.

Those spells that he hadn't really used for a long time flowed from his fingertips, and spells that he hadn't chanted for a long time flicked across the tip of his tongue.

He saw that time stood still, heaven and earth collapsed, reality was created in illusion, and illusion was constructed in reality.

A drop of water can spread into a vast ocean, and a wisp of wind can turn into thunder.

He was so happy that he was trembling from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.

The arc of the lips turned into the scream of the dead, and then the incantation was chanted, and the endless darkness swallowed everything.

There is light again in the darkness, and the scene that only appears in the myth was born in the hands of the mage, who summoned the undead from hell and turned the flame into a beast.

Climbing vines turned into war fortresses, and brave warriors rose from the soil.

Two people stand facing each other across the whole world. There are only two people in the world, but there are thousands of troops fighting to the death under their feet.

The whole world is a battlefield, and only a battlefield.

How wonderful it is, the soldiers are bloodless, but the blood is floating on the oars.

Just like in a dream, everyone is the master of their own world.

Even Peter can sleep with Chris in his dreams.

The kind of sleep in the true sense.

It is full of youthful and shy but bold and unrestrained fantasies. When you wake up, you can sleep with your face flushed against the ceiling for a long time.

It urges young people to keep working hard to grow up and face certain realities and sins that they don't want to face, and it also makes him calmer and more determined in the face of many situations.

In other words, he is actively growing up at a faster speed than ever before. The little sapling stretches out its branches and takes root deeply, and straightens its chest in the face of the oncoming storm. Indestructible some.

Loss and pain make people grow, love and hope breed strength.

So when he was outside the famous Arkham Asylum (mistake) in Gotham, watching the thick smoke billowing from inside and the crowd running out reveling like madmen, his body was already very serious before his head reflected what happened. He quickly jumped off the Batmobile, tied a few guys who were jumping hard into rice dumplings and hung them on the tree.

Well, the Riddler, the Penguin, and the Two-Faced Man are quite comprehensive.

Peter leaned over to avoid the bullets from nowhere, climbed up the outer wall of the hospital building quickly, and rescued the medical staff who were precariously leaning against the window.

He wisely didn't talk too much, no matter how many points he wanted to make complaints about.

——When they just found out that the disappearance case was related to Arkham, Arkham was directly blown to the sky, and now Wayne... Batman's face is so ugly that it seems that he can kill him in the next second. The level that people are stuffed into hell, Peter's spider sense made him obey his heart, keeping a safe distance of more than ten meters from the low-pressure storm circle around Batman.

But even if he escaped Batman, he still couldn't escape the baptism of the Bat family storm. Peter could hear Jason roaring angrily from three floors away, and even the poor guy who was thrown out from the window on the sixth floor …Oh, it’s the scarecrow. The poisonous gas filtration system of the spider’s suit was turned on to allow Peter to avoid the fear gas sprayed in front of him. The spider silk wrapped the scarecrow neatly and stuck it to the wall. After a short hesitation, he continued to go. Go to the sixth floor.

Oh my God, he really felt sorry for the guy who was yelled at by Jason. Jason, who had never been a good boy in the streets since he was a child, had a vocabulary reserve that surprised Peter. Peter carefully pulled the window and looked in. After seeing clearly what was inside, he quickly lowered his head to avoid the large instrument thrown by Jason.

The machine in the shape of a seat fell to pieces on the ground, and blue electric light flashed from the broken wound. Peter peeked carefully at the situation inside from the window, and saw Jason's Batman-style black After the face, wisely chose to move to the other side of the battlefield.

Him, he should help the Flash QAQ

Competing with Killer Crocodile for strength or something, Peter is still a little bit confident.

After all, his arm strength has been close to ten tons recently.

Whether it's a head-on confrontation with a killer crocodile or a high-altitude parabolic, there is no problem.

The only problem was when he realized that it was Chris who was caught by him, he almost threw him out with a shake of his hands.

"KokekChris?!!" Peter cried out, and in the next second he quickly changed to a more secure position and hugged Chris. He was so frightened by the other party's bad face and blood that his heart almost stopped.

"A little bit of excessive energy consumption." Chris licked the corner of his chapped mouth and coughed up some blood foam. Although he didn't have the strength to take out his phone for the time being, it was still no problem to recite the time-displaying spell. The bright green light arranged in the air Qu's handwriting, telling Chris that he and Morgana have been fighting each other for nearly ten days in the mask interface.

Day and night without sleep, no matter how powerful a mage is, he cannot guarantee that he will not be injured at all in a battle of this intensity. Compared with physical scars, the mental loss is more serious, but with Chris Compared with the half-human cheating state, Morgana's unstable situation is obviously more unfavorable.

Chris squinted to see a shadow passing across the sky, gently rubbed a smear of blood with his fingertips, and he gathered the blood beads in his sleeves, and waited for him to recover some energy for further processing.

But before that...

"Peter, you can put me down." Chris patted the nervous Peter dumbfoundingly. He really wasn't as bad as he looked, but he had a headache and blood loss, and couldn't concentrate, so he walked down and took two steps by himself There is still no problem, there is no need to be held in the arms like a terminally ill, or a princess.

He is also a dozen centimeters taller than Peter, and the visual effect is comparable to that of a short-legged corgi forcibly carrying an oversized golden retriever, full of perverted sense of humor.

Even Jason, who was so angry that the puffer fish was about to explode in a second, was stunned for a second when he saw Chris in this state, and made a mocking sound.

It also gave Mr. Captain America, who had been baptized by Jason's violent storm, a chance to breathe and argue.

"I've finished copying the data." Steve smiled wryly while covering the wound on his arm, successfully attracting Jason's firepower again.

"Damn Kiwi, shut up!" Jason yelled, "Don't you think of something else besides shouting like a golden retriever who sees a fleshy bone?!!!"

Although he felt pity for the one who was tied to the chair and seemed to be in terribly painful... baji (?), but it didn't mean that he could calmly accept the behavior of his "comrade comrades" who didn't have a brain.

He pointed to Baji (?) who was temporarily held by Batman, his face livid, "It doesn't matter what is the relationship between you and this little raccoon! Can you calm down and think more, don't just rush up the fuck!!! Those sons of bitches blew up Arkham!"

"They dared to plant bombs in Arkham, bastard!" Jason, who was so angry, didn't know where to turn his anger, he could only vent his anger and glared at the Winter Soldier who had just undergone a brainwashing and was still unconscious , and then stared hard at Chris, who was in a weak state that was rare in a century, to control his emotions.

He was afraid that if he accidentally saw Arkham, which was blown up to the sky and left in ruins, he would also explode.

Now his dislike of Arkham is nothing compared to the anger of some foreign bastards who dare to do things in Gotham, and this kind of anger is basically the same as when he was seen by an old friend and lost his normal thinking. The ability of Captain America to implicate the wrath flat that sabotages the overall plan.

If he had known earlier, he should have released Captain America completely, instead of rushing over to help because he and "Steve" had enjoyed working together these days.

After all, there are very few villains in Gotham who, like Hydra, retreated directly when they saw the situation was not good.

As soon as Jason saw the billowing smoke in Arkham, he could imagine Mr. Bruce Wayne's black face and the old butler Alfred's kind smile.

"That..." Ye Yi tried to attract some attention with the box he had intercepted from the fleeing Hydra, "Should we—"

Let’s talk about some serious things, such as what is the large amount of clown’s blood drawn by Hydra for?

"It's okay, the clown will always come back." The Flash patted Ye Yi, who was completely ignored, "He can't do anything now."

He just flipped through the experimental records of Hydra. It seems that the blood of the clown caused a strange mutation due to the injection of a certain virus. Anyone who was injected with the blood of the clown would be infected and gradually turned into a clown, with distorted personality and even To a certain extent, it has inherited the memory of the clown, and Hydra, who discovered this incident by accident, then fully infiltrated Arkham to do more research.

As the source of experimental materials, it is already not easy for the clown to escape from Arkham even if he still has the strength.

Of course, the clown is not so easy to be manipulated by others, if Chris hadn't brought Jason into Arkham on April Fool's Day last year, beat the clown to the brink of death and had to rest for more than half a year.

Chris blinked at Yewing with an innocent look on his face.

In fact, he just looks like he will die in the next second, and his condition is bad. In fact, he is still in good condition, and he really doesn't need to prepare any first aid supplies.

So that portable oxygen tank can be removed from Mr. Parker.