Chapter 380 The blood of the Witch King is unbearable
"Wrong," John shook his head slowly, opened the mirror space, and said calmly, "I will tell your people that because of your stupid decision, the Skrulls will perish."
"King, no blasphemy is allowed."
Mirror space is enabled.
John's wand burst into golden flames.
The hot flame was like the sun.
Transformed into a golden fire dragon.
John waved lightly.
The fire dragon flew out, and Grawe was shocked.
Turn around immediately.
Pietro's speed.
pity.
Useless.
The ground kept pulling back, and Gravet couldn't escape.
He raised his hands to form an ice shield.
The body was devoured by the fire dragon.
In the flames, even if Kuang Ke was able to withstand high temperatures, his body was being burned like a hell.
The ice shield melts quickly.
With his legs stretched open by muscles, Grave jumped up and tried to escape from the fire dragon.
John watched him rise quickly and pressed with his right hand.
As if hitting a big mountain, Grave's body fell faster.
The mirror space was blasted with cracks, and John tapped his wand.
The snakes emerged from the transformation technique and crawled towards Grave.
Grave screamed, and his body was bitten by thousands of snakes.
During the struggle, lightning burst out of his body.
Thor's lightning attack hit John.
John responded with thunder and lightning, pulling the wand from top to bottom.
The blue lightning shattered the thunder and lightning, turning into a sword in the sky and penetrating Grave's body.
Grave endured the severe pain, his eyes and hands bursting with heat at the same time.
John was unmoved.
Golden scales covered his body.
He walked forward step by step, Grave roared and increased the power.
The golden scales isolate all heat energy.
As the two get closer and closer.
Grave, who was originally confident of killing John, finally understood what fear was.
"No, that's impossible!"
Obviously he has the ability of a superhero.
Why can't I shake the person in front of me?
John's clothes were destroyed, revealing a body covered with golden scales.
John looked calm.
He stretched out his silver-covered right hand and pinched the eyes that shot out lasers.
"Fake, still fake."
Grave's psychological defense was broken, "Who the hell are you!"
monster.
This is a monster, and all attacks cannot break the golden scales.
"To deal with...monsters like you."
Grawe was out of breath and his body was shaking.
"Then use...real...monsters."
Grave turned green and swung his fist at John with all his strength.
John disapparated.
This hard-earned respite.
"You forget that the people who shed blood in that battle in New York were not just the Avengers."
Gravet let out a triumphant laugh.
"And you!"
John's genes.
Hearing this, John looked strange.
Grave ignored him. Since he wanted to impersonate John, he would not be unprepared.
John was injured several times while fighting Loki. Although it was just a 'fatal injury' to others, it was no big deal to John.
But that time, the Skrulls also collected his genes.
Only a very small amount, even only able to support one transformation.
Gravet didn't care, and his body began to change.
Golden scales appear on the skin.
He laughed wildly, "Let's see how you defeat yourself!"
"You have to face not only all superheroes, but also yourself."
John put away his wand.
It looked like surrender.
But that's impossible.
John just sighed, "Do you know about unicorns?"
The sudden change of topic left Grawe confused.
Seeing him like this, John kindly gave him some popular science: "Unicorns are sacred beings. Their horns can be used as detoxifiers, and their hair can be used as the core of a wand."
"Unicorn blood can save a person's life from any near-death situation, but no one wants to drink it."
"Because once the blood of a unicorn is donated involuntarily, it will contain infinite curse power and torture its user."
John looked sympathetic.
Unfortunately, his blood was the same.
Because he once merged with some of the characteristics of a unicorn.
and so……
When Grave's golden scales appeared, his body began to fester.
"How is this going?"
Grawe panicked and tried to stop.
But there is no way.
"Make it stop!"
Grave's muscular body shriveled up quickly.
Death was sharpening its scythe, approaching him.
"You should pay a price." John's voice was calm.
"This is the price you pay for trying to blaspheme the Witch King."
"No!"
Life passes.
Grawe never dreamed of it.
There are genes that the Skrulls can't bear.
Grawe, who pretended to be someone else, was killed by the backlash.
...
John was indifferent to Gravet's death.
He found the key on Grawe's body.
The key to lies.
This is probably the so-called 'baby'.
John picked up Grave's body, which still hadn't stopped cursing, closed the mirror space and walked out.
Lie was very generous and did not leave.
Or I can't leave.
Lie sat on the chair, he applauded and said: "Congratulations to the great Witch King for solving the alien leader."
John threw Gravet's body over casually, making Lie scream in fear.
"Will I die if I am touched by this curse?"
Lie has poor eyesight and needs to get closer to see the other person's death clearly.
His condition was similar to that of John during his exile.
John took out the key, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Your baby?"
"Oh, praise the Witch King, thank you so much." Lie spoke as if he was acting in a drama, with exaggerated body movements.
"You said this is your weakness?"
John looked at the lie with a half-smile.
The lie looked like you had discovered it, and said sadly: "If you don't get caught, who would want to be controlled?"
He said sincerely: "If the Witch King can return it to me, I can promise that I will never do bad things again."
"Doing bad things? That's a novel way of saying it." John rubbed the key with his fingers, "Doing bad things is not as good as committing a crime."
"And crime is not as good as...evil."
"You are in danger, Lie." He stared at Lie.
Lie coughed twice, "I'm just a weakling with no strength. How can I be a dangerous person?"
"My danger is not in your abilities."
In the battered restaurant, a chair regained its shape and fell behind John.
He sat down and examined the lie, "I started to think that what you said at the beginning seemed to be reasonable."
"Then you passed me," Lie said distressedly, "I have to think about what I said."
"Destiny exists and does not exist." John ignored him and continued, "It is wrapped around everyone."
"Another variant I know said so."
"Every John loses the most important person in his life."
The lies gradually lost their inconspicuous appearance.
John picked up the key, "Who did you lose."
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