Le Ziren's happy life in Marvel

Chapter 281 Decisive Battle 5
Turn killing into art!
Killian didn't believe this sentence at first, thinking that it was just the rhetoric of those idle artists or the excuses that those perverted murderers found for their crimes.

But the scene in front of me truly confirmed the authenticity of this sentence!
Just when Killian said to Sherlock, 'Enjoy your last fireworks. 'After that, the people in the container seemed to have received some order, and the red light on their bodies became more and more intense.

The moment Killian turned around, everyone in the container roared and rushed towards Sherlock as if they had received some order.

Faced with a scene that was like a zombie siege, Sherlock was not panicked at all. After all, it was not difficult for Sherlock's magic to deal with these self-destructing soldiers who were unconscious and looked like zombies.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Sherlock wanted to, these people would be wishful thinking even if they wanted to get close to Sherlock.

But I don't know why, maybe because of the influence of Obscurus' entry, or because the anger in Sherlock's heart gradually swallowed up Sherlock's reason, Sherlock did not choose those seemingly peaceful methods.

Instead, he chose the bloodiest, most violent and crazy method. The Shenfeng Wuying continued to fly out of Sherlock's wand in conjunction with the crushing spell and the cutting spell.

Sherlock is like the conductor of an orchestra, playing a waltz called death.

Every time the magic wand was waved, a large number of people would be broken into pieces, or their heads and bodies would be separated, or they would be reduced to limbs and arms.

Blood, severed limbs, and flying ashes repeatedly appeared in the venue, coupled with Sherlock's elegant movements like an orchestra conductor and the weird smile on his face that revealed the madness.

At this moment, Sherlock seemed to have completely transformed into a messenger from hell. Every time he waved the wand, it seemed that what he was waving was not the small stick, but the sickle of death.

Harvest the fruit called life with ease and joy.

Yes, it was joy. I don't know why, such an anti-human scene, such a hell-like scene, actually made Sherlock feel not disgust or fear, but an emotion called joy.

It was like the dew coming out of a long drought, the same feeling as when he was named on the gold medal list. Sherlock didn't even notice that his emotions were so abnormal, and gradually he even became a little addicted to such pleasure.

The corpses were slowly piled up, and the blood on the ground continued to outline a beautiful and weird picture. In the middle of the broken limbs, a gentleman with a weird and crazy smile on his face was commanding the names with a look of enjoyment. It’s called the Waltz of Death.

This scene was deeply engraved in the eyes of Killian and another of his men, and a kind of fear stemming from the biological survival instinct arose in the hearts of the two of them.

This is not a simple fear, but a fear when facing natural enemies, just like a centipede meets a rooster or an antelope meets a lion. This is the fear that occurs in human blood when facing higher-level enemies. .

Until now, Killian felt an emotion called regret for the first time. He began to regret that he had provoked such a madman.

But regret is regret. As a hero, Kilian regrets and is afraid, but he still has to think about what to do next!
After all, in the current situation, it is no longer realistic to negotiate or escape. Killian does not have the courage to challenge the weird blue flame to see if he can withstand the desperate virus.

Similarly, Killian is not the only one who has fear deep in his heart, but also Tony and Rhodes who are hiding in the dark.

As Sherlock's uncle, Tony can be said to be one of the people who knows Sherlock best in the world. Therefore, when he saw this scene that was like a scene from hell, Tony also felt the same fear as facing a natural enemy.But I am more worried about Sherlock, because Sherlock is not in the right state now!
And not only is it wrong, it’s also outrageously wrong!

Tony thought he knew Sherlock very well. This boy was lazy and had a salty personality. However, this boy was definitely not a murderous person. It could even be said that this boy had a kind of rationality that was incompatible with those around him.

The scene below seemed like the arrival of the devil. If it had been normal, the Sherlock Tony knew might have stood up and opposed it!

"Tony, are you sure the devil down there is your nephew?"

Facing this hellish scene like a Shura field, even the battle-hardened Rhodes couldn't help but swallow hard. It was the first time for him to see such killing and death like art. The waltz!

Hearing Rhodes' inquiry, Tony frowned again and again. He wanted to say something but in the end chose not to explain. He turned around and looked at Rhodes beside him and said.

"We have to hurry up. That boy Sherlock is in a bad state! It's very wrong! Rhodes, let's split up. You go rescue the president and restart the war machine armor. I'll save Pepper! After everything, you take Pepper first. Leave! I will bring that brat back!"

After hearing Tony's arrangement, Rhodes hesitated a little. He looked at the killing that was still going on below, and then at Tony, whose brows were already knitted together, and asked worriedly.

"Are you sure? You can bring that kid back?"

After hearing what Rhodes said, Tony's face became a little more serious, and he looked at his friend seriously. After a while, he sighed, patted Rhodes on the shoulder and said.

"Rod, that is my only relative in the world now. Even if I die, I can't let this brat become like that! Go and help me take care of Little Pepper! I'll be fine!"

After Tony finished speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the tired containers.

Looking at Tony leaving, Rhodes stretched out his hand, wanting to say something, but in the end he couldn't say a word. He glanced at Sherlock who was doing the killing waltz below, and sighed helplessly. , then got up and walked towards the direction of the hung president.

Just like Tony said, this kid needs someone to bring him back. This person can only be someone the kid is familiar with, and Tony is the best choice at the moment.

And I, haha, if I appeared in front of this kid, I would probably be torn into pieces like those unconscious suicide bombers in the next second.

What's more, as Tony's friend, Rhodes felt that he should take good care of Pepper and let Tony have no worries as Tony said!

Sanity value: 5/100!

(End of this chapter)