[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Gem Merchant

When the Ark reactor oscillated and broke through a small crack in the space, even Alphonse was taken aback—this guy actually did it, able to achieve two-way communication between the mirror space and the real world.

Although Friday also vowed to send a research report saying that all of this has a detailed theoretical basis... But starting from multiple spaces and string theory, Alphonse has given up reading.

Without hesitation, he stuffed the small chrome-white box into the narrow gap, and the space gap disappeared extremely fast, and he could only throw another gem into it with the remaining effort.The emerald rolled on the ground like a silent tear gas, and then burst into a dazzling light.

... When all the magic circuits in this person's body are blocked, how does this person still have a backhand?

The magicians were only stunned for a moment, and when the strong light dissipated, they saw the blond alchemist wrapped in the chrome-white steel battle suit, and the reflection of several of them appeared on the streamlined shell of the battle suit.

On the visor, the lights of the narrow eyes suddenly lit up.

"You guys tried to trap me with this little thing controlled by telex. That was the first mistake you made."

The palm cannon of the battle suit pierced the entire confined space with cracks one after another. The moment he was imprisoned here, he was already trying to invade the internal network here.The opponents made dozens of preparations for facing the magic eye of the alchemist, but no one could have imagined that the transparent contact lens worn by those blue-green eyes was a micro-pulse signal that could rely on bioelectrical signals to work. generator, linked to his own wristwatch.

"You teamed up with Stark?! He gave you this?"

The magician backed away in horror, stretched out his hand and fired several magic bullets, all of which were knocked away by the palm cannon one by one, and the eggshell bullets were shot on the surrounding walls, blasting the barrier into ripples one after another: "No wonder the spiritual suggestion doesn't work... ..."

It turns out that you have also carried out spiritual hints, and it seems that the source of that strange dream has been found.Tony Stark raised his eyebrows, but it's a pity that the soul in this body is not original, and all kinds of hints are useless.

"Sir, you need to leave here as soon as possible. Mr. Alphonse is now in the Pacific Ocean at an altitude of about minus 300 meters. Your body won't last long."

The battle suit issued a reminder at the right time. Although this sentence seems to be logically perverted and unclear to outsiders, Tony Stark obviously understands his own small problems better than others: "The outer space of this place is the seabed?"

"Specifically, it is a space floating in the Pacific Ocean. According to the sonar detection results, it is still more than 700 meters away from the seabed."

Lao Jia said solemnly.

"How could you let him come to this kind of place!"

In the chrome-white battle suit, Tony was particularly annoyed: "There is almost no light at 800 meters underwater, and only ultraviolet rays can pass through at 1000 meters underwater, which means that he has been for a long time... you should Stop him!"

"As a matter of fact, we have all relayed it to Mr. Alphonse."

The artificial intelligence replied: "Since the possibility of penetration is only possible when the spaces completely overlap, this is a combat plan formulated by Mr. Alphonse himself."

Tony: "..."

He took a deep breath.

Alchemists are bastards!

He knocked down several magicians three times, five times and two times, and kicked open the door of the room with the leading one, which was half intimidating and half used as a meat shield for pathfinding.Outside the door, the space seemed to be distorted, and the entire corridor had abnormal arcs and ripples in the field of vision.

"...You can't get out, Alphonse, your magic power can't guide you, and the magic eye can't be activated."

The magician said proudly, "This is the workshop we have arranged for many years, I..."

"Jar."

Tony interrupted him: "Start the infrared remote sensing detection mode, start the link calculation to the external space, and prepare to leave the mirror space."

"Considering that you may be hypnotized, it is recommended that you switch to the autopilot mode. The corresponding cruise module in the magic workshop has been added."

The smart housekeeper reminded.

"That's right, activate the autopilot mode."

Tony Stark thinks this suggestion makes perfect sense.

magician:? ? ?

Tony was very proud: "I see how you hypnotize an artificial intelligence."

magician:……

He finally noticed something was wrong.This person's understanding of modern technology is too exaggerated. Even if Alphonse and Stark had an unknown cooperation, it would not be... and this guy's thinking logic is not in the direction of magic at all. The knee-jerk reactions are all very "unmagical".

"You're not Alphonse."

The other party was held upside down by one ankle by Tony, with half of his face on the ground, looking extremely embarrassed: "But your magical reaction is indeed him... Is Edfelt's eldest son twins?"

This is in line with the sentence "Edelfelt is an equal balance"... Tsk.

Tony sneered, failed to reply, taught all the indexes to the artificial intelligence, and quickened his pace.

The reckless Mr. Alchemist is still at sea, and every second of his time is precious.

The steel suit flew in the narrow alleyway, dodging many oncoming attacks along the way, Tony understood the situation quickly: "Alphonse is the only one here? Who else? How should I get out here?"

"Mr. Rogers is fighting a Hydra branch above the sea, Sir."

"With guys other than magicians?"

"Yes."

"..."

Stark in the steel suit felt even more irritable, and tried to use up all the armed forces to get involved in the mystery by himself, so that he could know who made such a battle plan without thinking about it.

"You can't escape!"

The magician struggled and wanted to grab the white. He bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood foam towards the ground. This action surprised Stark, but he couldn't stop it in time.Stark in the suit suddenly became alert and asked sharply, "What do you want to do?"

This guy should have been knocked unconscious... He was a little annoyed.

"Don't you want to ask, why do we activate this large-scale spell? Why do we need to use the same summoning formula twelve times?"

The other party sneered and said: "This is a spell that uses the spiritual veins of the seabed to summon the devil. The untold secret of spiritualism is repeated again and again. Secondly, when the death knell strikes midnight, we will summon The Lord of the Abyss who can shroud the entire world in darkness."

"..."

These are the plots of third-rate novels.

But it sounds a bit troublesome, Stark thought, at this time, he really needs a certain Mr. Alchemist to explain to him, how exaggerated and how true is the other party's description.

Seeing that the steel suit was still unmoved, the magician simply smashed the jar and said, "You didn't kill me directly just now. Your intuition is not bad. The core of this large-scale spiritual art is connected to my own magic circuit. Together, if my life activities stop and my soul is completely separated from my body, I will automatically become the first sacrifice in this sacrificial ceremony, summoning the devil from hell to come to the world."

"What's the point of you doing such a thing?"

Tony Stark felt unbelievable: "Use a spell once, and die when you run out. Can you even use yourself as a consumable?"

In the eyes of the magician, there was a fanaticism that he didn't understand, like some kind of martyr full of sorrow. If you ignore the current weird and gloomy atmosphere, the other party's expression can be called a revolutionary who died generously in film and television works military.

"What do you understand! You guys have long forgotten the most authentic purpose of magicians to pursue the root cause!"

The other party's fingertips drew blood on the ground: "It's too late to say anything! Even if I can't summon the Lord of the Abyss, I can...!"

The bloodstains gradually glowed brightly, and Tony Stark's palm cannon was also lit up, but for a moment he didn't even know whether he should kill the lunatic directly, or find a way to stop him—God, the magician Besides knocking out the spell directly, is there any suitable way to stop it when the spell is being cast?

……

Tick.

In the distance, there was the faint sound of water.

"So it is."

At the end of the corridor, there was a voice that Tony Stark couldn't be more familiar with.

It was his own face, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, his clothes were quite messy, and the tie of his suit was tilted to one side, no matter how he looked, he was in a mess.

Alphonse leaned on the wall with one hand, supported his body and walked towards them slowly but firmly: "Although it was a bit late, it happened that I heard the key and important part."

"Al!"

Tony Stark was shocked: "So from now on, I myself have joined the ranks of magicians?"

Alphonse: "..."

Generally speaking, shouldn't you ask him 'how did you come to the mirror space' at this time?

His temple was still aching, his heart was pounding, and the words of the other party disrupted his train of thought.

"...I threw an emerald into this space before, and there is also one in the Mark A on your body-you gave me the highest access authority, including the modification authority for the battle suit."

"uh-huh?"

Tony raised his chin: "Most of the permissions are iris recognition, I just don't bother to reset it again, and I didn't expect Mr. Alchemist to be interested in modifying the suit."

"Don't interrupt."

Alphonse wanted to raise his forehead a little bit, and Stark began to look unserious about how serious things were placed on him-even though this sentence was mostly used by Nick Fury to describe himself: " The two gemstones can sense each other. I drew a pattern on paper for your artificial intelligence to scan. Just now your flight path was carried out according to that pattern-the mirror space also has a way to crack and open the channel from the inside. But it’s not very commonly used, after all, the group of magicians of Emperor Weishan would not use other methods if they had a suspended ring.”

For a magician, this level of narrative is enough.The magic power is intertwined into threads, and along with the flight trajectory of the steel suit, a magic circle is drawn, including the alchemist who fell into the deep sea, and brought into the mirror space—just like a hacker can always find a way around Firewall is the same way.

Most of the magicians from Weishandi's origin are good at using suspension rings and space magic, but if you are used to this kind of shortcut method, you will always fail to remember some more basic magic rules-the current descending The same goes for spiritualists.

But if you are used to taking the elevator, you need to be able to take the safe passage.

"Soul exchange."

Having said so much, the other party is obviously not a fool, and immediately understood that the ordinary-looking mustache businessman in front of him was "Alphonse Edelfelt" himself: "You are crazy, you can use the magic circuit all over your body Handing it over to an ordinary person, and putting himself in a body without any magic power, has Edelfelt fallen so far!"

...You wouldn't believe me if I said it was an accident.Alphonse thought with some distress that the prank of the God of Trickster was a sudden incident, probably because he wanted to make a joke after hearing that he had made friends.

Who would have known that a friend of a famous alchemist didn't have a single magic circuit?

"Honestly, I've had enough."

Alphonse couldn't help complaining, and counted Stark's problems one by one: "tinnitus, deep-sea phobia, insomnia, endocrine disorders, and stomach problems, plus a star that may die suddenly due to palladium metal poisoning at any time, Relying on alchemy products to maintain a healthy heart... I'm not a long-winded person, but I still have to say, Tony, your habits are really bad."

"We'll change back when we leave here."

Tony Stark is as good as he is: "I will definitely not delay you much."

"leave?"

The magician who was left alone seemed to have heard some funny joke: "Do you think you can still leave? You will all become sacrifices to the devil!"

With the end of these words, the whole space trembled slightly.

Deeper than the bottom of the sea, the magic of the leylines turns from quiet to boiling.Steve Rogers stood on the deck of the giant submarine, and shot an enemy away with his shield. His azure blue eyes turned to the sea with worry.

The school of fish jumped out of the water, submerged again, scattered and fled.

The sky was filled with mist, and the weather was originally clear, but now layers of cumulonimbus clouds were piled up out of thin air in a few minutes.

In the distant sky, there was a gloomy rolling muffled thunder.

The sea water isolated the transverse and longitudinal waves from the depths of the ocean basin, but the waves still churned uncontrollably.The weather changes within a few minutes, and everyone's mind sinks: something is happening, and they don't even have a clue.

"If it's possible, I really want to change my career and start learning magic."

Steve wiped his face and took off his plain glasses: "That way, I can at least know what's going on now!"

"Al said, don't take off your glasses, even if you're not nearsighted at all."

Natasha patted Captain America on the shoulder: "Perform the task you have been assigned first."

Under the sea, mirror space.

No one knew what was going on better than Alphonse. Under the eyes of both Stark and the strange magician, he took out a few gems from his pocket and threw them tentatively around. Ding dong bumps against the wall, to no avail.

He picked them back up blankly.

"Once this technique is activated, even I can't make it stop. Ordinary people can't stop a speeding train by themselves."

The magician vomited another mouthful of blood. Although his whole body collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, his expression still showed madness from the decay: "Even you can't do it! What's more, you still shut yourself in In a useless body..."

"I am useless?"

Tony Stark raised his eyebrows: "This is the first time I've heard such a saying since I was born. You must know that the tax on Stark's industry alone can be said to have promoted the progress and development of this world..."

"..."

Seeing the two people who just stood there and quarreled, Alphonse rubbed his temples again.

The vibrations in the surrounding space became more and more violent. He staggered and almost fell, but was supported by a chrome-white battle suit.

"Think of something, alchemist."

Tony urged: "This place is going to collapse. The water pressure at a depth of 300 meters is no joke."

"...I have a way."

There was rare hesitation in the light brown eyes: "We have to change it back, but..."

"What else is there?"

Stark raised his eyebrows: "Will it cause physical pain or some kind of spiritual loss? As long as it doesn't hurt too much, I can bear it... Cough, but I still hope you will be merciful."

"... Where on earth did you hear these strange theories?"

Alphonse thought for a while: "If it's you, it should be fine... After all, I've read those Wikipedias about you."

A guy who sleeps with a dozen pinup girls a year probably won't mind the slightest offense.

Tony blinked inside the mask: what?

"Pull up the mask."

Alphonse ordered.

So, the chrome-white battle suit obediently raised his visor, revealing a pair of lake green eyes full of confusion: "What's next?"

……

This is probably a day that the hero named Iron Man will never forget in his life, which symbolizes the sound of his three views breaking, and he suddenly realized some ulterior secrets about a certain alchemist.

The light brown pupils gradually moved closer until a face blocked all the light like a shadow.

"……and many more?"

He was terrified by the inorganic gaze, it was clearly his own face, but it showed a rare expression in his life.

It's like a cold spring mixed with crushed ice, like a cold trickle that just opened in spring after the cold winter.

"Hey, Alphonse, wait, you—uh..."

He gets a kiss.

Surely New York City's well-known party animal doesn't care about such small details...?

Under the chrome-white metal shell, a pair of hands clenched into fists.He was quite sure that the alchemist in front of him didn't have the charming thoughts that the cover models often had about him, and the so-called love was even more impossible.The other party's eyes were pure and innocent, as solemn as if they were holding some ordinary magic ceremony.

... No, no matter how I think about it, it feels weird to kiss myself.

With the last thought, Tony Stark felt dizzy for a while, and after he regained his balance, he saw the blond alchemist in front of him looking at him apologetically:

"Sorry, this is the fastest way to flow magic power."

He returned to his body.

The author has something to say: Al: Since you are an old driver, Tony, you shouldn’t mind (reassuring face)

Tony (face as usual): Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, this guy usually looks serious...is he a driver?