[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Gem Merchant

Chapter 57

"..."

At this moment, not only Alphonse, but the entire communication frequency band fell into dead silence.

Whether it was the clerk and Alfred in the underground of Wayne Manor, or Tony Stark in New York, everyone was dumbfounded and speechless.

In the communicator, only the slight breathing sound from Alphonse's side, and the faint electrical noise accompanying the breathing remained.

"You're thinking, when exactly did you get caught?"

The clown is obviously very pleased with the current situation, he is almost dancing for joy, so he doesn't mind sharing some information with Alphonse, this kind of feeling makes him feel refreshed: "It is the first During the first skin-to-skin contact, an unknown magician, as long as I have cross-linked with my magic power, I can turn my magic power into a parasite bomb and parasitize in the body of the target object—whether you are on your own body It doesn't make sense to increase how many magic defenses, no one can resist the explosion that burns the internal organs directly from the inside out."

Alphonse, who looked like Batman, stretched out his hand and touched his lower abdomen, and with the touch of his fingertips, the lump with a pale white glow visibly trembled.

"Everyone is a magician, you should understand that the lives of ordinary people are no more than insects, you really don't need to stop pursuing the root cause for such trivial things."

The "clown" followed the temptation: "Wear your current clothes, leave this building in front of everyone's sight, and then the magical parasites in your body will be left in this building directly. What do you like to do in your future life?" Do whatever you want, nothing will change."

"Choose, do you die for your life and your roots, or die for this ridiculous Batman suit."

"..."

There was still silence on the communicator.

The real Batman and the Joker obviously have nothing to do with magic, and the signal tracking is normal. Bruce Wayne beat the Joker skillfully and smoothly, trapped the Joker with a rope and threw him in the corner of the room.Even though this is his complete victory, the clown's expression is still happy, it can be said that he is looking forward to it:

"Batman, you still lose. You lose because you lose. Leave the key part of the decision to a magician-they are more rational and crazy than you and me. The Dark Knight of Gotham Will fall tonight...hahahahaha!"

He laughed and got a hard uppercut from Batman on the cheek.

His communicator was still in a one-way off state, so Alphonse could not hear his conversation here. He clamped the clown's jaw tightly, and gritted his teeth: "What exactly do you want to see?"

"I don't need to see anything else, this is already the fun that I can relive for a long time."

Even though he was pinched, the clown still didn't seem to notice it: "You can't save Gotham, you can only watch it fall, and there's nothing you can do—uhh!"

Gotham, TV Building.

Alphonse and the "clown" in front of him looked at each other in silence for a long time, the dark color faded from the alchemist's body like a tide, revealing the original white loose alchemist's robe.The full mandible readjusted its curvature, and the protruding muscles on his body disappeared. Except for the black cloak behind him, Alphonse removed all his disguise.

"That's right, magician."

The clown smiled: "Removing the defense is indeed a wise approach, but it is not enough to please me. Now, wear your Batman clothes and leave here. When I see that your performance is enough to satisfy me, Parasite The bug bomb will disappear from your body."

Alphonse's figure swayed slightly but did not move. This seemingly vacillating move made the clown smile a little threateningly: "I only give you 3 minutes to walk from here to the building. Outside, after 3 minutes, no matter what, these parasites will eat the magic power in your body and gradually expand until the magic power breaks their body, and you will be blown to pieces by your own power, which is really suitable. But those It's the end of the guys who can't grasp the reality."

"...Alphonse, listen to him and get out of here."

"Go ahead with the plan, Alphonse."

Almost at the same time, two different voices appeared in the communication frequency band with completely different tones.

"Don't talk about your plan, bastard Batman! The positron cannon I placed in the earth's orbit has been fully charged. If the angle calculation is correct, it can directly cut off the top floor of this building. I have just checked this building There is no one else in the control room on the top floor except the clown, no matter what kind of magician he is, he will be wiped out..."

"Execute the plan, Edelfelt."

Batman emphasized it again, in exchange for a sneer from the clown beside him: "You asked a magician to give up his life to save ordinary people in a building? If he himself is very safe, maybe he will have such a leisurely mood, but Essentially, guys like them don't put ordinary people on the same scale as magicians."

"Two Jokers, two Batmen, but you picked the wrong partner in the first place."

In the TV building, Alphonse lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand to cover his lower abdomen on the left side, and judged calmly: "You are not an ordinary magician."

"Of course, I'm obviously more skilled than those ordinary people-by the way, delaying time doesn't work here, your 3-minute countdown is still counting."

"The workshop that absorbs the lives of countless people, Gotham City's abnormal leylines, and the level of combat power that is too good as a magician-you are not an ordinary magician. With this abnormal magic value, you are... a heroic spirit."

Alphonse said his deduction word by word: "This kind of insect bomb that can parasitize in other people's body just by touching with magic power is very difficult for even the Maqili family, who is the most exquisite contemporary insect user. According to Maris The comparison of the data from Billy, and the personal information of the clown as the summoning catalyst..."

"Mephisto Phallus, that's right."

The alchemist stood up straight, without any hesitation on his face, the magic power gathered into the magic circuit around the eyes, and the originally mild and moist eyes were now as sharp as dancing flames.

Under the magic eye, "watching" itself is also the most basic magic.

With a few clicks, the "clown" in front of him also lost the disguise created by the refraction magic, revealing the original appearance of Mephisto: "Superb reasoning, superb but worthless, knowing before dying Who will kill you, will it make you die more clearly? Everywhere in this room has been polluted by my magic power, look at your own body, there is no doubt that you will be It was fried so that there was not even a scrap of residue left."

"Two eyes, flanks, knees, spinal cord, complete the set."

Along with Mephisto's roll call, every time he was nominated, Alphonse's skin glowed strangely.

"3 minutes is up, unfortunately, Mr. Magician, you made a wrong choice... Ticklock Bomb! Hahahaha!"

With a bang, the roar of an explosion resounded in the conference room on the top floor of Gotham TV Building.

[drop--]

The signal was interrupted, and a notification sound came from the communicator that the signal source had disappeared within the capture range.

"Alphonse!"

"boss--!"

"You have a new device connected."

The screams stopped abruptly.

A golden portal unfolded behind Mephisto, and under the blessing of gem magic, Gandr's magic power concentrated into a hail of bullets, pouring straight in Mephisto's direction.

"This is impossible!"

The other party finally lost that calmness: "My shallow sleep bomb should have hit you..."

"Yes, you did hit me."

Alphonse walked out of the golden portal: "But with this kind of technology alone, it is impossible to kill me."

"No magic can escape my sleep bomb! This kind of thing will burn and explode even your magic circuit, and the explosion from the inside out cannot be resisted at all..."

Mephisto said bitterly: "According to the feeling of returning the magic power, the one I hit just now is definitely not a substitute for the double body."

"Magic level, maybe it is."

Alphonse strode out from the portal, and several rounds of gem bombardment forced Mephisto to the corner of the room: "But magic is fine."

Its truth is actually not that complicated.

Time is a straight line forward. In the field of science, there is no way to talk about the mysteries of time and parallel spaces, but as a magician of the second method, with the help of gem magic, Alphonse can A limited second method can be used.

Alphonse had anchored his state long before the start of the battle. As long as he used the second method to directly cut the time when he was planted with the bomb, he could be in a short period of time like loading a game file. Death returns to the state it was once anchored in.In fact, the use of this kind of magic is very strict, and the effect time will not even exceed 15 minutes. In other words, if you can't die within 15 minutes, the magic will not take effect.

"I'm starting to think it's okay to plan ahead once in a while."

The blond alchemist pulled out a palm-length short sword from the wide sleeve. The blade was shaped like an irregular section of a gemstone, and it glowed strangely under the light: "Although there are many ways to fight you, But in order to let all the hostages escape safely, let me die as soon as possible within 15 minutes, it is really a bold plan."

"plan?"

Mephisto seemed to have heard some particularly funny joke: "You mean, you lost to me because of the plan, and you were hit by me because of the plan? Do you think you are such a powerful character, or do you really Do you think Batman can be regarded as an exhaustive plan?"

Alphonse did not continue to listen to Mephisto's provocation. After confirming the identity of the opponent's heroic spirit, there is no need to say much about the next thing to do. stroke.

It was just a stroke, without any magic power released, and there was no obvious sign of a slash.After the combat correction of Fluorite is lifted, Alphonse's every move is extraordinarily amateurish. There is no need to imitate Batman's present, and he no longer needs to fight in a way that is not suitable for him.

For a magician, such a "layman" is enough.

Mephisto was still standing in the same spot, but following Alphonse's swipe, a huge crack suddenly appeared on his body, the crack cut off himself and a large space around him, followed by After that is the second way, the third way, and countless ways.

The countless slashes made a few minutes ago were recorded on the future time node, and with the alchemist's signal, all the attacks erupted in an instant.The power of the gemstone sword is astonishing enough even under deliberate reduction and suppression. The light of magic power destroyed Mephisto's body in a destructive manner. In an instant, Mephisto was torn apart by countless magic powers In the gap between the stream and the imaginary space.

"The attack you just made was to deliberately let me stand in this position, so..."

Mephisto dropped these half-sentences, and disappeared into particles of light riding the wind.

A crisis seemed to be resolved with a lot of thunder and rain.In the quiet and dark night, the whole of Gotham saw this explosion that couldn't be ignored, wrapped in a blinding glare, on the top of the TV building.Sensing the complete disappearance of the magical reaction, Alphonse staggered and knelt down on the spot. With a clang, the jeweled sword slipped out of his palm and spun a few times on the ground to calm down again.

The magic to avoid death is enough to drain most of the magic power in his body. The magic circuit that is on the verge of drying up is in urgent need of magic power replenishment. Alphonse dug out a few rubies from the magazine, intending to turn back into a bat after a short rest. He looks like a hero and leaves here.

"If you have plans before, at least say hello to me!"

Sensing the end of the battle, Tony Stark complained loudly in the communicator: "I was almost scared to go into cardiac arrest just now, Al, you have to know that the state of my heart really can't stand this kind of stimulation."

The alchemist curled his mouth, and the little clerk wearing a headset in Wayne Manor suddenly rolled his eyes: This guy can obviously fly at supersonic speeds in a steel suit, and his resistance to falls doesn't seem like he has a heart problem at all. Why didn't he say that his heart was not in good condition when he appeared in the middle of the battlefield under the rain of bullets.

Batman beat the clown fat and broke several ribs, tied him tightly like a caterpillar woven out of rope and hung on the beam, staring at the clown silently for a long time.

Not far away, there was the sound of a police car honking.The bomb disposal unit successfully cut off the bombs on the coastline, and with the death of Mephisto, all the sleep bombs originally arranged by magic disappeared.

"Your plan is ingenious."

Batman said: "Planting the magic bomb at the gas station is your own handwriting at the port. You and Mephisto exchanged positions in an attempt to confuse those who want to follow you. It is indeed easy to cause misunderstandings, but We've been monitoring the leylines of Gotham City from the start, not the explosives themselves."

The clown raised his eyebrows, half of his face was swollen and looked extremely embarrassed, but his eyes were still shining brightly in the dark night, without a look of decadence, as if he had been beaten up by Batman.

Batman turned on the speaker, and another voice came through the microphone.

"Although I don't know how you learned about the method of summoning heroic spirits, the leylines of Gotham City are not suitable for the Holy Grail War. You have drawn more than half of the psychic veins of the entire Gotham City, and you can only support one servant. And considering the size and direction of the spiritual pulse in Gotham City, even if it is an existence that has been upgraded to a servant, as long as it is carefully prepared, it may not be invincible."

"You are not a magician, so Mephisto can only absorb the vitality of the earth and human beings to maintain his existence. In this state, he naturally cannot fight with the peak state... and the second method can call countless The magic of a parallel world, what you are facing is Gotham in countless parallel worlds."

The voice paused: "So, you can't win."

"..."

"Nice speech, Batman imposter."

The clown coughed and said in a hoarse voice: "—but the choice you should make is just beginning now."