[Zhongyingmei] The correct posture of the villain's whitewashing

Old Anris stood outside the barrier, watched Hancock fall into the dark crowd again, and sighed

It seems that the ability in his body is no longer enough to support the flight. The man did not fly into the air this time, but chose to stretch out his hand to forcefully push the crowd away, and squeezed step by step towards the center of the crowd.

"He's crazy, I can't figure out what's the point of him doing it."

Old Anris said.

"So you've been in the temple for 60 years and you're just a security guard."

With that said, Strange stepped into the portal just drawn in front of him.

The space in front of him turned around, and the person had already arrived in front of Daize.

Seeing this person's sudden appearance, the survivors all showed nervous expressions on their faces.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, you can tell by my appearance."

Strange raised his hands slightly to show his innocence.He took a few steps forward, stopped when his toes stepped on a bright red bloodstain, and then squatted down.

He checked Daize's injuries, and couldn't help frowning: "I thought you just looked worse."

Hearing the familiar voice, Daize stopped what he was doing and turned his head slowly. When he saw Strange, the pupils that had begun to slacken finally gained some focus.

He wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Strange.

"I know what you want to say." Strange raised his head and glanced at the sky where half of the queen's abdomen was exposed, "This explanation is very complicated, in short, our power will slowly fade after stepping into this space , what I can do now—”

"Just to take you out of here."

Dai Ze's eyes quickly dimmed.He lowered his head and asked, "Including the Manhattan residents below?"

"Yes, but we have to hurry up, I guess I won't even have the ability to take you away in another 30 seconds."

As he said that, he reached out to help Dai Ze get up, but his wrist was held first.

The man holding his wrist said softly: "Then you take them away."

Strange froze in place.

When Wanda next to her heard this sentence, she couldn't help but said, "Aren't you going to leave with us?"

Dai Ze smiled at her: "You go first."

"What about you?"

Daze paused for a while, then looked away: "Tony will come to pick me up."

Wanda wanted to say something else, Dazzle said again: "Pete and the others should still be on that spaceship, remember to take them with you, mage."

Strange looked at Dazzle with an extremely complicated expression.

"This is your decision?"

Dai Ze withdrew his hand on his wrist, and said in relief: "Is there a better way?"

The corners of Strange's mouth were drawn into a straight line.

Everyone knows that in this case, this is already the best way to reduce casualties.

"Let's go, didn't you say that in another 30 seconds, you won't even have the ability to take us away? It's already been 20 seconds."

Strange opened his mouth, but said nothing in the end. When he stood up again, the space magic circle behind him quickly took shape.

The supreme mage coughed lightly, trying to make his voice not sound like a farewell.

"The next time we meet again, just for the sake of that magic circle, you will have to pay me an expensive tuition fee."

Dai Ze smiled, his scattered forehead hair covered his eyes, and he didn't speak.

In his last plan, he prepared for the worst.

Galalon's abyssal magic circle, the highest known form of space magic, comes from the ancient magic tome thousands of years ago.

When a powerful enough magic circle collides violently with the Rosen Bridge to create a singularity, the gate of space will be closed, and all the Yoligian Zerg will be sent back to their hometown.

But a huge energy storm will also sweep through the city, tearing everyone to pieces.

A white light flashed in front of his eyes, and there was no one in the safety cabin.

No one spoke, and those "ho ho" sounds disappeared, the surroundings were very quiet, and even the annoying sounds made by the vibrations of the Zerg's wings were gradually fading away.

Consciousness is getting more and more blurred, and it has become difficult to even keep eyes open.

When the magic circle was about to complete the last stroke, Daize stopped moving.

"Jarvis."

He spoke suddenly.

"Please tell me, Mr. Daze."

"What about Tony and the others?"

A virtual projection appeared in front of him. In the picture, Stark's aircraft and Iron Man were rushing to Manhattan quickly.

"A few minutes at most, they will arrive here."

Dai Ze closed his eyes.

"Cut off all power supplies to aircraft and armor, Jarvis."

"You have no such authority, sir."

"But you have."

Daze looked at the surveillance camera above his head, if nothing else, it was Jarvis' "eyes".

"I know you are not an artificial intelligence that can only obey orders, Jarvis, at least, his life is above all else."

There was silence in the safety cabin.

After a long time, Jarvis said.

"I see, sir."

The lights above the head flickered, without the support of the main system, the entire safety cabin fell into darkness under the interference of the magnetic field.

In Manhattan, Daze was the only one left.

At this time, someone's footsteps came from the door.

Dazzle rolled his eyelids.

"It seems that the mage left you and ran away?" Outside the door, Loki leaned against the door frame, and there were scratches on his armor, but he didn't care at all, looking at the person who was still lying there, he smiled exaggeratedly.

He came in front of Dazzle, and the scepter rested on Dazzle's chin, forcing him to raise his head.

"Let me see, what kind of expression do you ridiculous avengers have when facing death?"

Dai Ze looked at Loki and said with a smile, "I have the same expression as you."

After speaking, the hand hidden behind completed the last stroke of the magic circle.

At the moment when all the complicated lines were connected together, the magic circle emitted a dazzling light.

"I'm also curious, what kind of expressions you ridiculous aliens will have when facing death."

Sensing the commotion in the air around him, Loki frowned and said, "What did you do—"

Before he could finish speaking, the sudden burst of force threw him out once again.

Dai Ze spread his five fingers and touched his upper and lower lips lightly.

"A-celestial-inferno."

In an instant, Tianwei's power rolled down, and the airspace from Manhattan expanded violently from the touched Rosen Bridge to the Hydra aircraft carrier. The squeezed and frictional spatial turbulence intersected with each other, the gravity field was completely out of control, and all buildings were pulled out. From the ground, stagnant in mid-air, the whole world fell into silence.

The space expands to the extreme, and it is the most spectacular, huge explosion in history.

After the explosion stopped, the Rosen Bridge began to shrink itself, the space gate was destroyed again, and all enemies disappeared in an instant.

Everything in the air falls at this moment.

After going back and forth so many times, this time, it is really coming to an end.

Being stoned to death by steel and concrete doesn't sound cool at all.

He obviously still has so many things that he hasn't done, even in his two lifetimes, he hasn't even talked about a relationship.

How could he make himself look so miserable?

Thinking of this, Dai Ze closed his eyes.

On the face is the strong pressure brought by the weight before it hits the ground, just when those sounds are already very close.

Suddenly, a strong arm took him into his arms.

Countless debris fell from the sky, and the whole of Manhattan was turned into ruins.

Someone covered Daize underneath, and used his body to prop up a small space for him, but enough to hold him unharmed.

"Who?"

It was so dark that he couldn't see anything, Da Ze stretched out his hand and groped the man's face, from the chin, to the lips, to the nose, to the eyes.

The familiar outline gave him an absurd and unbelievable guess.

At that moment, all the hidden emotions finally exploded, and Daize's eyes became hot, and tears welled up uncontrollably.

"What are you doing!"

The obviously crying voice made the man panic at once, and he comforted him a little clumsily, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Daze grabbed Hancock by the collar in a breakdown: "Do you want to die that much?!"

"Are you out of your mind? Stockholm Syndrome? Shall I repeat how I used to experiment with you?"

"How can you do this."

"you can not do that……"

Warm tears wiped the wound, causing fine and dense pain.

Hancock just kept repeating: "Don't be afraid."

"It'll be all right."

At this time, the mid-air descended again!

Huge spatial pressure hit the ruins, and Hancock's hands on the ground suddenly sank several centimeters.

There was a muffled hum.

The operation of the magic circle has just begun.

acelestialinferno.

Purgatory from heaven.