Chapter 61 The life of the Salted Fish Wizard in Asgard (4)

Everyone had a heated discussion on how to deliver the Sol in their hands to the infirmary. In the end, a man named Jiu Mengzi who liked to drink beer as water during training stood up.

After two barrels of beer were poured down, Thor, who was knocked unconscious by his own hammer, finally came to his senses. After all, if Thor didn't come to his senses, someone would have to go find Odin. After all, the Meowth Hammer is useless. Er and Odin can pick it up.

When everyone saw that Sol had woken up, they began to help Sol "pull out" the hammer from his face. Some of the guys raised their wrists, some raised their arms, and some helped Sol hold the hammer tightly.

In short, with everyone's concerted efforts, the Meowth Hammer finally left his master's face, and everyone also saw Thor's miserable face under the Meowth Hammer.

To be honest, if Sherlock's face was not so pale now, and the clothes on his back were even wet with sweat, others might really think that Sherlock had some unknown hobbies.

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After lying on the ground for a while, Sherlock felt that he had slowly regained some strength, and began to slowly wriggle on the ground like a boneless maggot.

When he saw this magic, Sherlock formed a set of tactics in his head that relied on his own firearms. After all, strictly speaking, he was not a member of Kama Taj.

Seeing Thor fall down, Sherlock almost forced himself to complete his last show of pretense, acting like a normal person all the way until he fell to the ground after returning to the house.

Fortunately, even this small amount of magic was enough for Thor to miscalculate the landing point of the Meowth Hammer. As a result, he dropped the Meowth Hammer and smashed it in the face, ending the battle.

The end result was that Sherlock was lying on the ground in his room in an extremely weird posture with his butt sticking out.

And during the three days of training during the day, he hid in the guest room at night and began to transform the Gatling he chose. After all, Gatling's original caliber couldn't last Sherlock too long, and Sherlock didn't want to let it go. Thor was literally crippled by his own Mercy Gatling.

During the battle, the reason why Sherlock transformed into so many "shadow clones" was not only to confuse Thor so that he could not find his own body, but also to enhance the visual effects so that the other group of warriors could Don't bother yourself after this battle.

That's how the 22-caliber bird-shooting Gatling appeared.

As long as the magic power is sufficient, there is no problem in turning the 47mm warhead fired by the AK7.62 into an armor-piercing or high-explosive projectile launched by a tank.

Therefore, due to Gatling's firepower coverage, Sherlock's blue bar had already gone down more than half. When accelerating the Meow Hammer, Sherlock directly performed a wave of what is called the blue bar disappearing technique.

It took less than half an hour for the entire training ground to go from being bustling with people to being completely empty now. Only the Meowth Hammer was left alone in the empty training ground.

The smug smile on Sherlock's face disappeared without a trace in an instant. It was like changing his face and turned pale in an instant. Even his forehead was covered with sweat, and his whole body became pale. It looks like noodles.

Sherlock couldn't even maintain the spell, and the magic knight attached to the Meow Hammer was only half completed.

After deciding to give the group of Asgardians headed by Thor a little "shock from the Muggles of Earth", Sherlock began to rely on potions day and night to squeeze out his rest time, using two sets of The whole magic was memorized.

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Everything developed according to Sherlock's plan, except for one thing that Sherlock didn't expect, which was the final acceleration of Thor's Meow Hammer.

After finding two spears and armor, they made a simple stretcher and threw the already miserable Thor on the stretcher. Then everyone ran frantically towards the infirmary.

As for the reason why Sherlock is like this, it is also very simple. He has gone too far with his pretense, and the blue bar has bottomed out. Isn't it pure comedy that a fun-loving person has to imitate Long Aotian?

But it's obvious that Sherlock has overlooked one thing, and that is the characteristics of the Meow Hammer. You must know that the thing is theoretically the core of a planet, and its weight can be seen as average.

For a moment, Sherlock felt his knees soften, and he knelt down with a plop. Then he felt as if all his strength had been taken away from him, and his upper body seemed to have no bones. on the ground.

Sherlock knew one thing when he came to Asgard and saw Thor. This guy would definitely not be able to help practicing with him after knowing his identity as a mage.

Even if the magic sequence is optimized, it is not impossible to turn bullets into nuclear bombs.

The magic power consumption of this sequence of magic is actually proportional to the power. Not only that, this thing is actually proportional to the mass of the thing launched.

In other words, in the case of a single shot, the greater the power, the more magic power is consumed; the greater the number fired, the more magic power is consumed; the heavier the thing fired, the more magic power is consumed.

He casually threw the Meow Hammer in the training ground. No one could take it away anyway, so no one was worried about losing it.

Sol was rushed to the hospital, and Sherlock on the other side didn't feel very well. He forced himself to return to his room, and the moment the door to the guest room closed.

But during those three days of experimentation, Sherlock understood what it means to be full of ideals but skinny in reality.

Therefore, when Sherlock saw the sequence magic in the library, he not only regarded Odin as a being full of bad taste in his heart, but also felt more joy.

Sherlock uses the penetration technique there. A less mature example of this is to turn an AK47 7.62 mm bullet into the power of a 12.7 mm caliber anti-material sniper rifle with the blessing of magic. This is also This is the limit of what Sherlock can do now.

It was with great difficulty that he corrected the extremely shameful posture to lying flat on the ground. Fortunately, the floor of the guest room was covered with soft carpets, so Sherlock would not feel cold or anything.

After discovering this characteristic, Sherlock began to arrange tactics against Thor in his mind. Sherlock also gave it a nice name, saturation fire tactics.

"I won't show off next time."

After Sherlock sighed briefly, he fell into a deep sleep.