[Comprehensive British and American] After the mage traveled through the super British world

"Alfred helped us locate the Joker," Cyril continued to explain to Dick, "Although he used an untraceable disposable mobile phone, Batman recorded his voiceprint information and the time he spoke. The fluctuations allow the bat sonar to screen out all the matching samples from Gotham's complex and diverse sound information, and then pass Charles' precise investigation, thus accurately locating the location of the clown."

Ye Yi: "..."

Xi Ruier adjusted her appearance against the window glass, then turned around and looked at the boy in front of her with a smile.

"I originally wanted Professor X to directly control the clown's brain," Cyril was obviously regretful, "but Batman said that the clown's brain is very strange... If it affects Charles in reverse, it will be bad, so we can only start Play along with him."

Dick shrugged his shoulders, and his tone became more relaxed: "Then you are too much! You didn't give me any hints, which made me impulsively say bad things about the big bat behind my back... Maybe he will teach me again when I get home. "

Cyril's smile gradually subsided. He leaned against the glass and said softly, "It's too early to think about it. There are still plague knights and death knights that have not been resolved yet."

Dick's news is obviously lagging behind, and he still doesn't know what happened in Africa. He was slightly taken aback when he heard Cyril's words.

"Forget it, it's useless to tell you this. I'll go first. The 'Bright' agents who stay in Gotham will be dispatched to you for the time being. Tell Batman for me."

"it is good."

Cyril disbanded the current team panel, opened the window, and stepped into the blue-purple portal without any hesitation.

And Ye Yi stood still, watching his back gradually distort and disappear.

—

Cyril did not expect that the first person he saw when he arrived in Africa was actually his student.

Qin was wearing a dark red leather jacket and big black sunglasses. She was standing next to the airport in Wakanda, chewing pink gum as if no one else was there.

"Why are you here?" Cyril was a little surprised.

Charles rarely sends underage mutants out to carry out tasks, not only because of Charles' love for students, but also because the mutant abilities of most minors are not stable, and accidents are prone to occur.

Qin blew out the bubbles in her mouth, and hooked her sunglasses down with her fingers, revealing the girl's bright and energetic eyebrows, "I was invited to help."

The airport in Wakanda was surrounded by planes taking off and landing non-stop. Cyril saw boxes of supplies unloaded from the cargo plane, and then pulled into a transport vehicle and sent away.

All of a sudden, he came from the humid and cool Gotham City in the middle of the night to the dry and hot Africa. The sun was shining brightly, and the air seemed to be on fire. Cyril was not used to the hot environment. He wiped his forehead and was exposed by the sun. Khan asked, "How is the situation now?"

"A lot of people died," Qin put the sunglasses back into his pocket, "their souls were led to Wakanda by Dr. Strange and those magicians to be resurrected, and they became refugees stranded here. Wakanda mobilized Emergency supplies to help them. Iron Man sent all the Iron Legion to find the Plague Knight, and Superman, Green Lantern, and Cyborg are also looking for it. There has just been some progress, and I don’t know more about it.”

Hearing that progress had been made, Xi Ruier felt relieved.

"then you?"

Qin: "The resurrected people... are still carrying the viruses of various severe infectious diseases. Dr. Strange said that I need my phoenix power to purify the souls of the dead before they can be resurrected."

My mind has been on Gotham, and Cyril didn't know that the situation here was so bad.

In this case, medical supplies and medical staff seem to be of little use.

The plague is the Black Death that once killed half of the population in Europe. From infection to onset of death, it only takes half a day at the fastest.Moreover, the Plague Knight not only released the plague bacillus, but also Ebola virus, smallpox, dysentery, cholera... Under the influence of various severe infectious diseases, the average death time of all humans in the area infected by the Plague Knight only takes one hour.

Cyril avoided the supply trucks that were transporting back and forth, and looked up at the sky.

Wankanda's air defense system has been turned on at full power, and the faint fluorescent blue is looming in the white clouds, and there are strands of crimson phoenix power entangled together.

"The next batch of people who are going to be resurrected has already been lined up," Qin raised her hand and looked at her watch, "It's time for me to go to work."

After targeted training, now Qin's control over the Phoenix Force has entered the room, and it is rare for her to lose control.

Since Tony and Clark took over the situation here, Cyril was also busy with Gotham's affairs, so she didn't really understand the situation.He simply followed Qin to the resurrection point in Wakanda.

This place should have been an endless plain, but at this time, emergency tents were neatly placed, and boxes of supplies were piled up like hills, piled up in the gap between tents.

The army and officials in Wakanda maintained order, and the newly resurrected refugees stayed quietly in their tents. They had just experienced a tragic death and they knew they were safe only by staying here.

This is the strength of a nation.

Under this degree of disaster, under the strong statement of the King Black Panther, the voice of "hiding yourself and not interfering in external affairs" in Wakanda died down, and then the whole country was mobilized to provide their African compatriots who are connected by blood. shelter.

In the sea of ​​dark skin, Jean and Cyril are undoubtedly conspicuous.

After confirming that the resurrection point was working well and the victim was properly housed, Cyril also contacted Tony.

"We have found the specific location of the plague knight," he said. "My robot then locked on the target and launched the first round of attacks, but no matter how much firepower it was, it couldn't kill him completely."

Clark was also on the scene. He pulled Cyril into the channel of the command team, "I tried with Cyborg and Wolverine, but it didn't work. Instead, it angered the plague. We need to redo the plan."

Tony did not explain to Cyril what technology he used to lock the location of the plague, nor did he mention how many temporary monitoring points he had established throughout Africa through his Iron Legion to test for abnormal energy fluctuations, because he knew that Cyril would definitely Can't understand.

But at this time, this genius scientist also fell into doubt: "He is hiding in a tropical forest, surrounded by monkeys and bats carrying viruses... No matter how many pieces the laser cannon blasts him, he will reappear the next moment , and accompanied by stronger energy fluctuations, the villages around this forest have been completely destroyed, and there are no survivors."

"As I said, it's the energy of magic," Strange was also in the discussion group, "Only magic can defeat him, but I can't get close to him at all... I've died three times."

Xi Ruier nodded while listening: "I understand..."

They're in some sort of predicament.

Those who can completely wipe out the Plague Knights, such as Casidio, such as Strange, will be infected with the disease and die as soon as they enter that area.

Unaffected robots and physics heroes like Clark cannot make effective attacks.

"I'll go," Cyril said, "Clark will just stay with me."

The elf ended the conversation hastily.

He has a way.

Due to skill limitations, his portal can only be opened to major cities around the world, so he had to borrow an aircraft and a pilot from Wakanda to send him to Tony's temporary command point.

It was the lower reaches of a turbulent river, surrounded by tall and airtight trees, and an area in the middle was cleared of trees, and a temporary military tent was built.

Strange propped up an energy shield inside to avoid being affected by the Plague Knight on the other side.

Cyril opened the tent and walked in.

His teammates worked under high pressure for seven or eight hours in a row, and they were not in good condition, especially Logan, who was not allowed to smoke or cigar indoors, and his face was stinky.

"Did you not encounter obstacles or damage from the undead during your actions?" Cyril asked a question that he cared about the most as soon as he entered.

The "Bright" headquarters has been greatly damaged, and order has not yet been fully restored. Gotham and Africa must be supported, and the monitoring level of the undead has dropped compared to the normal state.

The elf stood in the small tent, and the fresh and dry scent of grass and trees on his body dispelled the tense and anxious atmosphere in the tent.Even though the situation was dire, Clark couldn't help inhaling the smell of Cyril in the air, feeling his inner peace.

"No," Clark said, taking a few steps in the direction of Cyril, "It's a bit strange. Small-scale undead infections often break out in Africa, and many villages that we can't detect have all died. ... but this time we didn't encounter any undead forces."

For Cyril, the Lost Legion is too cunning, and it is a bad thing that there is no sound at this time.

Maybe they are brewing a deeper conspiracy.

But I can't control that much anymore.

The science and technology provided by Tony and Strange locked the position of the Plague Knight through the deduction of the time gem, buying precious time for saving the earth, and now there is no longer any delay.

"What method do you have?" Tony sat on a simple wooden horse, raised his hand and tapped his stiff cervical vertebrae, the dark circles under his eyes almost spread to his chin, "Don't be a fool at a time like this."

"Refrigerator," Cyril shrugged. "It's a mage's skill. During use, the user is immune to all damage and control, but cannot perform any attacks."

"That's it?" Tony expressed deep doubt.

Cyril: "Let's try it. If it really doesn't work... we can only let the Phoenix Girl come over and burn it all down, but the power of the Phoenix is ​​uncontrollable, and large-scale use will face the possibility of getting out of control."

The elf turned to look at Strange and asked, "Why don't you go? It's okay if I freeze you into ice cubes. Do you remember that I used this to help you avoid Casili Ass' attack."

Strange recalled the cold that froze the joints of his bones, and held back a shiver: "Then you go."

Cyril: "..."

This plan is too simple, only need to use Cyril and Clark, and they don't need to make any backups, and they can easily go on the road.

Before leaving the tent, Cyril waved his staff and successfully packed himself into the big ice block, while Clark carried it on his back, left the tent, flew into the air, and headed towards the dense virgin forest on the other side of the river.

In the humidity and heat, the ice cube made by Cyril didn't melt at all, and it was as dry and hard as a piece of frozen soil from Antarctica.

[Do you know what you look like now? ]

In the elf's team-up panel, Cyril couldn't help sending Clark a message.

[What? ] Clark returns to him.

[Like a big snail. ]

Clark skimmed the turbulent river, walked through the lush green forest, and looked at the trees with thick canopies below, crowded shoulder to shoulder, and he suddenly thought of something.

[Do you know what a snail carries on its back? ]

[…his snail shell? ]

[The biological book when I was a child said that the snail's shell was his home, and he traveled around with his home from birth to death. ]

Hillary was taken aback.

The elf who was frozen in the ice seemed to be blushing a little.

Good thing he didn't say Clark was like a dung beetle or anything.