Fantasy World Transmigration - 1179. Chapter 1179

The little spider passed through London, and the boy alone was walking on the streets of London. This is like saying to the little gangsters who are robbing knives and robbers everywhere in the streets-I’m very bullied!

But little spiders are not easy to bully. The biggest hobby of good neighbors in New York City is to tie up little punks with spider silk.

When Peter hadn’t gained his superpowers, he was a second-hand young man in Queens. The most indispensable thing in his life was this kind of third-rate gangsters. In the first days of gaining abilities, little spiders always echoed in the streets to stop him. Some violent incidents such as knife robbery and gun robbery of convenience stores.

Compared with heroes like Stark, Little Spider lacks direct confrontation with criminals such as evil big entrepreneurs, new or established capitalists, evil organizations such as Hydra, and agents of various countries.

Most of the time, before joining the Divine Shield and the Avengers, he dealt with some…degraded scientists, gangsters, criminals, and violent organizations.

In general-it is very closely integrated with the reality of the people at the bottom and lacks the coercion of the big scene.

“London is okay…” When the little spider tied up the sixth bastard who tried to rob him with a knife, he was not surprised to find that the prophet was leaning on the alleyway, tilting his head against the wall, wine red Her hair blocked half of her face. She said: “Although Great Britain has colonized the world for five hundred years. In their heyday, they never let the low-quality population of the colony enter London.”

“So you don’t see the turbaned servants in India, Arabs and blacks, or the Gypsies living in the RV with a Kiba in their mouths. There are only Indian doctors and university professors. , Rich Arabs… If you are in France, such as Paris, the above-mentioned people will wander the streets from the Champs Elysées to the Bastille, and at the same time create the’smell’ of Paris!”

“The smell of human urine… The French perfume was used to cover these things, and it is the same today.”

“I have to say that although there is a mayor of Shinrikyo in London, the old colonial style of the British Empire has not been lost after all. They at least know that they refuse to emigrate!”

“You should remind me what a scumbag the person I am going to meet today!” Little Spider complained.

“I reminded you…you must choose him. I said that I know many magic masters far beyond him.” The prophet came to the London local bastard who was trapped by spider silk on the wall and looked terrified, earnestly He looked at him twice: “He’s lucky… Originally there are three years, he would be sent to a heavy prisoner prison for causing a serious injury during the robbery… It doesn’t seem to happen now!”

The little spider happily said: “Really? That’s why I did it!”

He raised his left hand with a crimson glove on it. The mechanical glove looks very cool-at least the punks think so, they want to get it in their hands-now they are all hung on the wall and It’s on the roof!

“On the other hand…” The Prophet brought the topic back: “I feel that you need to be separated from that thing for a while. When it is on you, your destiny will look vague. I can only see it even after I leave it. clear.”

“It now seems… the result of your destruction of the world has nothing to do with that thing.” The prophet took a serious look at the little spider.

“Moreover, that thing is a trouble now.” The prophet tilted his head: “You used it to do too much in the metropolis, and it has attracted a lot of people’s attention. Now it is a temptation to be peeping! Seriously! Yes, none of the guys who study magic have not messed up their lives, but they are more superstitious cheating methods.”

“They think the Prophet is very powerful? In fact, they have caused too much trouble. You only need to borrow a little bit of the’cost’ caused by their misuse of magic, a clever lever that can lift their lives, and then Smash a smash. We can easily control their desires…because no one who learns magic is pure and wise enough, such people will not learn magic at all. Magic is desire and ambition!”

“These people are so pitiful. They ruined their lives, hurt their loved ones, and they are superstitious about cheating. Do you know what this means?” the prophet asked back.

“They may have a lot of regrets?” Little Spider seemed to understand.

“More than a few! They have countless mistakes they want to redeem, and they have the heart, liver, spleen and lungs that make them feel painful when they think of it, and they can’t wait to pull it off… Now they know that there is a cheating device called regret medicine… Guess them Will it be crazy?” The prophet smiled maliciously: “Some people think they have deceived a baby, but in fact… it’s a bomb!”

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Mrs. Shangdu is the strongest divination witch in the world. The blood of the ancient people has given her the ability to predict the future. In the magical world, Mrs. Shangdu was once one of the candidates for the prophet. Some people say that she has no identity as a prophet. The prophecy is not inferior to the prophet, but only Madame Shangdu knows that prophets are monsters!

The first prophet is omniscient and omnipotent, the second prophet decides for the world, and the third prophet reads the file again.

These three monsters are the true pinnacle of the mysterious world. They guard an ultimate secret, the secret about the destruction of the world, an organization built around the three of them, and the World Security Council is their minion.

Why does Mrs. Shangdu know so clearly-of course because she is also one of them.

She is the director of the World Security Council, although she doesn’t remember anything after leaving the headquarters!

“…You have to think clearly, Miu! This is not something you can move!” Madam Shangdu warned the blonde in front of her: “That thing is very dangerous… it is dangerous beyond your imagination.”

“Let her come out and talk to you!” Muen’s attitude was very firm.

“Witch!” A black fingernail, slender and weird palm, was suddenly stretched out from under the right hand that Muine placed on the table. Their fingers were interlaced, and then Muine flipped the palm of his hand gently, and the whole person changed a style of painting. … She became a black-haired, green-eyed witch-just like the lady in front of her.

“Help me…you owe me!” The witch tilted her head half as a request, half as if threatening.

Mrs. Shangdu sighed. She didn’t plan to tell the witch, but when she divination, she seemed to find that something had changed. The thing fell into the hands of someone who was completely unexpected by Mrs. Shangdu. This seemed to be …Specially used to carry the pot?

So Mrs. Shangdu changed her mind, now that the prophet has appointed this person to take the blame. Then don’t you hurry up and shake the pot, what are you still entangled with?

“What you want is now in Constantine’s hands…” Mrs. Shangdu slowly took out a mummy of a red-breasted robin resting on a dry rose branch from her side. She bowed her head and kissed the red-breasted robber. On top of the withered head of the chested robin, the red-breasted robin was breathing alive, flying up and down around the back of Mrs. Shangdu’s hand.

Mrs. Shangdu handed the red-breasted robin to the witch and let it fly on the witch’s shoulder.

“This red-breasted robber will take you to John… Be careful of the Cold Flame Church, they are also looking for him, you are just one step ahead of them!”