Thanks?" Luo Di hesitated, a bit exasperated.
"By the way, this scepter wouldn't happen to be?"
The King paused at his words: "These are all the trajectories of fate."
"..."
What the hell is fate, black lines appeared on Luo Di's forehead.
Then the King, engrossed in drawing circles, bade farewell: "If you have time, come join our Chinese Mage Association, we always welcome new members..."
Without waiting for Luo Di to ask further, he stepped back into the portal, and the golden circle vanished the next second.
Seeing this, Luo Di's eyelids twitched violently, and he muttered disgruntledly: "Being a riddle man will only harm you."
In just this short while.
"Mr. Sentinel... Sentinel..."
A harsh static sound interrupted Luo Di's hesitation; it was Jarvis's voice.
"I'm here?"
Luo Di realized there was still a large nuclear bomb hovering beside him.
...
It wasn't until just now, when it took off.
Luo Di belatedly remembered that the Black God Suit's defense scales with the wearer's strength.
In other words, while it's powerful, and according to Devouring Luo Di, it can even help withstand a nuclear bomb.
But that was under Devouring Luo Di's strength as a mid-level War God, directly resisting a nuclear bomb.
If it were him, it would be uncertain...
After all, although the Black God Suit is indestructible, it weakens applied external force by ninety percent, with the remaining ten percent distributed throughout the body.
If a nuclear bomb really exploded in front of Luo Di, let alone ten percent of the impact, even one-tenth of a percent of the impact would be enough to kill him.
So...
Jarvis!
Hold on... Don't cause any more accidents.
Luo Di's silent prayer didn't succeed; what was meant to come still came.
"F25 fighter... firing at me! Unable to control direction..."
Hearing this, Luo Di suddenly turned his head towards the direction of the outer sea.
He saw a streak of light approaching from a distance, its trajectory erratic.
It was a heart-wrenching sight!
"Damn it..."
Luo Di's face completely darkened.
If this nuclear bomb exploded in New York, needless to say, the mission would definitely be judged a failure, and he might even die in it.
"I'll never be a hero again, no matter what."
Luo Di spat fiercely, temporarily putting aside the idea of finding trouble with those idiotic politicians; that wasn't urgent.
First, he had to solve Jarvis's problem!
"Sorry... Sir..."
Jarvis was also quite troubled; just before he was about to control the Mark VII to withstand the nuclear bomb, that rogue fighter plane actually fired at him like a madman.
Causing the Suit to be on the verge of collapse...
"Come closer to me!"
Solve the problem first, then solve the person who caused the problem!
Luo Di no longer hesitated, casually pulling a Chitauri from its skimmer as it flew nearby.
Thanks to the Black God Suit's flexible stretching attribute.
He put down the Mind Stone, and leaped!
He landed perfectly on the unmanned skimmer, heading towards the direction Jarvis was wobbling from.
Time was pressing!
Steve and Thor, still fighting on the ground and beside the tall buildings, both looked up at the sky; they had heard Jarvis's words clearly.
As they were about to converge, Luo Di estimated the nuclear missile; it weighed at least over a ton, about 1.5 times the length of an Iron Man Suit.
No choice!
He had to risk it...
Just as the two converged, Luo Di stretched out his arm, his left hand transforming into a rope that coiled around the missile, also using this extra recoil to successfully make the skimmer drift gracefully in the air.
Now both were parallel!
And less than five kilometers in front were the skyscrapers of Manhattan.
"I'll count to three, two, one, then lift it up!"
Luo Di pressed his right hand to his ear and shouted.
"No problem... Sir."
'Mental power... You have to give it your all!' Luo Di gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, extending his invisible mental power forward, finally touching the bottom of the missile.
"Three..."
Jarvis struggled to adjust the Suit's angle; the armor on its left foot had already burst open, no wonder it couldn't control its direction.
"Two..."
Get up for me! Luo Di suddenly lifted his mental power upwards; fortunately, the missile was also flying forward, so the force needed was much less than directly lifting it.
"One! Lift it up!!"
In a few seconds, the skyscrapers were right in front of him; Luo Di could even see the terrified office workers on both sides of the buildings, staring blankly at him...
Nosebleed gushed out as if it were free.
Veins seemed about to burst.
Luo Di's eyes turned red due to burst capillaries from too much pressure.
And the missile was lifting quickly, but the speed was still too slow.
Faster, faster! Even faster!!
Seeing that it was about to hit the building ahead, Luo Di for the first time hated these sons of bitches so much; why build the buildings so tall, for crying out loud.
Just at the last moment...
A wisp of mental power suddenly surged from the dark-golden sphere in Luo Di's mind.
And it was this wisp!
It successfully lifted the missile, passing less than half a meter from the building.
Countless shattered glass pieces fell through the air, reflecting the light, beautiful and shocking.
After confirming the missile was aimed towards the gradually shrinking wormhole.
Luo Di suddenly exhaled in relief, and as he passed the floating platform, he abruptly dropped down, while the Mark VII Iron Man Suit had long been scrapped and he didn't know where it had fallen.
"Cough cough... Damn it, I didn't expect that in the end I would be the one to save New York?"
After tumbling on the platform, Luo Di nearly fell off.
He then calmed himself and picked up the Mind Stone beside him.
He raised his head, watching the missile rush through the wormhole...
He suddenly swung it down, thrusting it into the teleportation device.
The blue light beam disappeared amidst violent tremors, and the teleportation wormhole in the sky abruptly shrank.
"You're welcome... New York~"
[World Mission Completed...]
[Points Being Settled...]
Chapter 18 The Story of the Dragon Clan
While Marvel Luo Di was struggling to cope with the Avengers' New York Battle plot.
Devouring Luo Di and Dragon Clan Luo Di were also not having an easy time.
Especially Devouring Luo Di... He was currently on the eve of a storm, Luo Feng had just entered the Nine Number Ruin.
Luo Di, who already knew the plot, knew that his elder brother's entry would last over a year, and in the end, he would even be declared dead!
Luo Feng's King-level intelligent fighter and Black God Suit would also be reclaimed by Hong.
And at that time, Li Yao would definitely not give up and would target the Luo family again.
He had already prepared to kill Li Yao.
Devouring Luo Di had acquired a Planet-level plant life clone through a meteor meteorite not mentioned in the original work.
The dangers involved are not to be mentioned for now.
Luo Di's strength was now not much weaker than his elder brother Luo Feng, but he had been enduring and not revealing it during this period!
The World only knew the War God Luo Feng, but not the War God Luo Di.
Luo Feng entered the Nine Number Ruin, next! The Luo family would be protected by him.
During this time, Luo Di had been cultivating behind closed doors; with Marvel Luo Di's sixfold potential amplification, his cultivation speed was incredibly fast, not to mention how this talent would fare in the Universe, at least it was enough on Earth.
If he could reach Transcendent War God and become a Commissioner within a year, killing Li Yao would be easy!
...
And on Dragon Clan Luo Di's side... His mentality was about to collapse.
In his right hand, he carried a bag of various flavored potato chips, in his left, he held two issues of Zhiyin Mank's magazines, and on his feet, he dragged flip-flops.
Luo Di aimlessly wandered the streets of this small coastal town.
It was just before seven o'clock, and the warm yellow streetlights had come on.
The city center was bustling, with dense crowds, and people hurried through the streets and alleys.
An autumn drizzle softly fell, dampening Luo Di's fringe; he looked up at the grey sky.
Feeling the ease of the moment, but his somewhat greenish-black eye circles seemed to have deepened.
"Whew~"
He casually wiped his damp forehead, and Luo Di continued to wander aimlessly, biting on an ice pop.
Nono had already taken that unlucky kid Lu Mingfei back.
He was left alone, still here, because he had to prepare for the upcoming Three Gorges Kuimen Plan.
As a 'trump card,' he and Mentor Mans were responsible for ensuring the safety of the mission Commissioner.
There was also a Neon girl, Shuider Yaji... just thinking about it was vexing.
Angers told him he didn't need to go back to class, his GPA would still be given, and he would also receive a subsidy, allowing him to rest for a while.
News from the Equipment Department said that those bastards had held a three-day and three-night celebration specifically to celebrate his departure.
Was it really necessary? It wasn't like he had too many ideas, was a bit too dangerous, and almost blew up the school.
That Neon person in the school infirmary kept sending him messages to get a psychological examination; damn it, didn't he know that if Luo Di really went, he would be the first to die?
Every Luo Di's mental state was actually not very normal; there was no helping it, under the torture of a thousand cuts, it would be a miracle if their minds were normal.
Marvel Luo Di's outlet for venting was killing Chitauri.