Marvel – Immortal Path

The bus stopped, Li Ang said goodbye to the little girl and got off the bus.

He strolled in the courtyard on the side of the road, and gradually merged into the hurried pedestrians, slowly inserting his hands into his pockets.

After stepping into the Golden Core Realm world, Li Ang’s spiritual power reserves have become more and more powerful. In a moment, the vast spiritual power spreads over the entire city like a tsunami torrent.

His spiritual power spreads rapidly, and the radar is normal. It illuminates all the anomalies in the city and receives their echoes to obtain the target distance, distance change rate, azimuth, height, intensity, etc. information.

In his sight, there are countless power fluctuations over London.

The handsome guy in the London traffic police uniform and directing traffic is actually a wild and restless werewolf;

Standing under the bus stop, wearing a suit, carrying a briefcase, and The distressingly high middle-aged man is actually a bloodthirsty Vampire;

The teenagers wearing casual clothes and in groups of three or four are a group of chaos exuding chaos. The wizard of witchcraft waves.

These aliens are crowded together in the narrow city of London. They are entirely different and intertwined at the same time. They are always at the tipping point between disorder and order.

Looking around, London is completely a strange city, the magic capital on the ground.

"ha ha ha, what's this? Is the Hundred Ghosts Nightwalking on the Thames River?"

Li Ang admires this wonder, in his eyes, the street is no longer The streets are the blood vessels of London, the dying giant.

The glory of the never-settling sun has long been reduced to a dream, and the brutality of the Anglo-Saxons has been completely invaded by the White Left thought, becoming bloated, weak, stupid and awkward.

The contradictions within the mysterious world, the contradictions between the mysterious world and the real world, the contradictions within the real world, are tangled and complicated, and are intricately intertwined.

If the former British Empire could still suppress these problems with the rising national power brought about by industrialization, then the current United Kingdom reveals a decadent atmosphere.

"If New York on the other side of the ocean is a bloody urban drama that relies on Superhero to fight against super criminals;

Then London here is a transcender silently and thoroughly. Integrating into society has silently changed the direction of United Kingdom."

At a glance, Li Ang has a general understanding, and the overall context of Wudu gradually became clear to him.

"London needs a revolution, a great revolution of blood and fire, guns and magic, witchcraft and fel energy."

Li Ang muttered to himself Now, Spiritual Consciousness unscrupulously examines London, the capital of the United Kingdom,

For those low-powered transcenders, Spiritual Consciousness detection is as slight as a breeze;

But for those who really stepped into the extraordinary realm, the Spiritual Consciousness of the torrent is too rude and rude, as if there are guests coming from afar and kicking in.

The Raptors over the river did not suppress the local tyrant. Those powerful existence entrenched in every corner of London, like the Black Hole Vortex that swallowed everything, swallowed up the spiritual power spread by Li Ang.

"Who's where?"

"Who interrupted my long sleep?"

"Outsider's breath..."

The whispers sounded in the city of London. Before these powerful existences could use detection methods, Li Ang’s Spiritual Consciousness had long since disappeared, as if it had never existed.

Li Ang has collected enough information, he turned and walked against the flow of people, and gave his own comment jokingly.

"The temple is small and the demon wind is big, the pond is shallow and the king is a lot...."

Charing Cross Street in Westminster is located on the north bank of the Thames, next to Terra In Fagar Square, there is noisy voices all day long, one after another.

On this important commercial street, only one shop is the most eye-catching.

This masonry structure is two and a half stories high. The wooden token logo is hung on the eaves. Through the dark dirt, you can vaguely see the beer barrels painted on the wooden token. This shows that this is a bar.

The exterior decoration of the bar is extremely narrow and shabby. The Victorian-style iron ceiling lamp even lacks a piece of glass. The candlelight inside exudes a feeble brilliance, which makes people worry about whether it will fall off in the next second. Smashed pedestrians.

There is no doubt that this run-down bar is extremely contrary to the modern commercial style of Charing Cross. What is more surprising is that no pedestrians around are curious about it. They seem to have not seen this one. Like a bar, I walked indifferently in front of it.

According to the comments of the two London local tyrants, Rebecca and Constantine, this is the broken cauldron bar, the entrance of the London wizard forces.

In order to prevent ordinary persons from stepping into their world, these wizards deliberately set up a "leisure retreat" spell outside the bar, so that ordinary persons deliberately ignore the abnormal attributes here.

Li Ang opened the door and stepped on the dirty ground of the broken cauldron bar without making a sound.

The interior decoration of the bar is more shabby than the exterior. The wizards in small groups sit in dark corners, or whisper to each other, point to Li Ang and talk in a low voice, or hold a wooden wine glass to drink warmly, also some The rickety old wizard lowered his head, and the wooden table in front of him had strangely shaped meals.

Toad viscera, transparent insect egg, goat eyeballs, if these foods are placed in the hands of a Guangdong chef, they may not be able to make a meal that can be eaten. But at the Broke Cauldron Bar, the food is about the original ecology, and the United Kingdom cuisine must be restored as much as possible.

Li Ang watched a certain Witch hidden in a black robe reveal a red brandy nose, spit out his tongue and swallowed the flies flying above the plate, chewing carefully, for fear of wasting a trace of protein.

Is this the wizard?

Li Ang laughed carelessly and walked towards the bar.

Boss Tom, who is wiping the bottle, lifts the head. He is a skinny old man, bald, with teeth out, like a dead body and more like a living person.

"Oriental..." Tom said warmly, "London has more and more oriental faces recently."

"oh?"

Li Ang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Which other oriental people are besides me? Would you mind revealing it?"

He said as he took it out of his pocket Several gold coins named Jin Jialong were shot on the greasy bar.

Golden Jialong is a currency commonly used in the mysterious world of Europe. The exchange rate with the British pound is set at 1:5, which is equivalent to nearly 8 dollars, or 50 soft sister coins.

Tom’s complexion remained unchanged, and his thin hands were swept slightly, and the Jin Jialong disappeared, "They call themselves Ten Rings, and they often appeared in Knockoff Alley a few days ago.

If I were you, I wouldn’t have any dealings with them..."

"Ten Rings? I know."

Li Ang looked thoughtful Nodded, this is the first time he has received information related to the Eastern transcender.