The Scarlet Reaper is indeed well hidden. Without using his own inventory, Baker really doesn't have the ability to find this guy hiding in a corner of New York City.
but……
Vladimir has a hole in his brain, Baker thought so before, and he thinks so even more now.
He hid himself well, but what about his blood plague?
Beck couldn't help but laugh when he thought of this.
Vladimir's IQ is comparable to that of an ostrich or a toad at the bottom of a well. He only cares about his head, but he can no longer care about his tail.
No.
Baker didn't need to put in much effort. In almost a blink of an eye, with the help of his reconnaissance guards who had almost lit up the area except Queens, he directly found the ones stored in every corner of New York, ready to wait for Fu. The jars of blood plague began to be released upon Vladimir's order.
If your physical strength is not good enough, you can find ways to make up for it.
If your IQ is not good, you will never be good in this life.
Beck shook his head again and couldn't help laughing.
behind.
Barbara caught up with her, and with a whoosh, she jumped up and jumped onto Baker's back. She said in a somewhat happy tone, "Why didn't you give it to me before?"
Baker shook off Barbara, who was hanging on his back like a koala.
No shaking.
Baker gave up and said with a calm expression: "I told you, I didn't want to take care of it before."
Barbara just wanted to see you well. After coming down, she asked, "Then why did you change your mind?"
Baker said: "You showed me the future if I intervened, so I changed my mind?"
"The future...will be better?"
"No."
Baker turned around and smiled mysteriously at Barbara: "In the future where I intervened, the earth was torn apart."
Barbara: "..."
Baker originally wanted to use this time to give Pennsylvania a chance to be kind and be kind, but unfortunately, Barbara saw through it and messed up the matter.
so……
Baker was too lazy to play. Anyway, this was not the first time that Pennsylvania had committed suicide. After a while, after the scars healed, Pennsylvania Avenue would probably be careful again.
so.
Baker repeatedly used his right hand to reveal something from his inventory!
Oracle Essence: Think about what you want, drink it, and it will give you the most concise and clear prompt!
Bo!
Baker took off the cork, and then drank the essence of the oracle that smelled of jasmine in one gulp.
The next second.
The name of a place somewhere in Queens came to Baker's mind.
The corners of Baker's mouth curved up slightly.
look.
This is the advantage of being a hoarding player. If it were other players, they would try their best to use it if they got something good.
But Baker is different. As long as there is a one percent possibility, Baker will not use these foreign objects.
External objects are for emergencies.
Such as right now.
Vladimir the Crimson Reaper can evade his detection, but there is no way to avoid this magical item created based on the origin of Valoran.
Baker put the nice-looking bottle containing the essence of the oracle aside, then turned to Barbara who was on the phone over there and said, "Let's go."
Barbara was remotely directing SHIELD agents to dispatch. When she heard Baker's words, she covered the phone and looked at Baker: "Wait, where are you going?"
Baker said: "I originally wanted to see the white building's cool operations, but unfortunately, you disturbed it. This boring game should come to an end. Kill someone and come back soon."
Said.
A faint blue teleportation light instantly began to appear on Baker's toes.
Baker did not place many surveillance guards in Queens, because the countryside was not worth wasting his precious surveillance guards. In fact, when Baker realized that his current lottery was all his own stuff, he did not want to be there. What a waste of scouting guards.
Three point five seconds later.
boom!
The sky-high blue light fell directly from the sky and landed on Utopia Avenue, 73rd Street in Queens.
The teleportation light comes and goes quickly.
But this time, he was noticed by a teenager playing skateboard not far away from his house.
Baker walked out of the teleportation light with the appearance of an ordinary black-haired Hero Moulton, and then made a hissing gesture with his right hand to his mouth towards the young man who was looking at him coldly not far away.
The next second.
Baker directly entered the [Void Attack] state!
"Bang!"
"Boom!"
"Ouch!"
Because he looked at Baker, who appeared like a god, he didn't pay attention to the skateboard under his feet, and hit a tree on the roadside. Peter Parker, who fell to the ground, covered his forehead and screamed in pain.
"Peter!"
"Peter!"
"...Here it comes."
Peter came back to his senses, thinking about Baker who had just appeared, and responded loudly to Aunt May who was calling him at the door of a house not far away.
Three blocks away on Utopia Avenue.
Baker came out of the [Void Attack] state, raised his head, and his eyes fell on the house in front of him that looked to be quite old.
The windows around the house are closed, making it a perfect place for a vampire to live.
Pity.
Baker smacked his lips and looked around. Frankly speaking, he was still looking forward to an earth-shattering battle. On the one hand, he would celebrate his first battle as a god, and on the other hand, he would use this fighting method to fight. Start the next big era.
It's just a pity.
The person in the white building turned off the lights after being scolded by Barbara. As a result, his performance was missing a very important supporting role.
but……
As the saying goes, those in authority are confused, but onlookers know clearly.
Even if the Federation does not intend to end, this does not affect at all, Baker wants to beat the rhythm of the Federation.
so!
"Black Flame!"
"boom!"
Baker opened his hands, and in an instant, boundless dark energy surged out from all directions crazily towards his hands. The next second, a huge dark fireball condensed directly out, and then bombarded directly in the He entered a house with closed windows in front of him.
Boom!
The deafening explosion was accompanied by fragments exploding in all directions, completely shaking the land within a radius of 500 meters.
"Bang!"
A line of blood-red clothes flashed past in the dark explosion, and then fell to the ground, turning into a pool of red sewage that quickly moved away from the center of the explosion.
Baker chuckled: "You think you can't choose, so I can't do anything to you?"
Say it.
With a thought in Baker's mind, the ability to make illusions come true was activated instantly.
Boom!
In an instant.
At the place where Vladimir cast [Blood Red Pool], the ground collapsed instantly, and a huge hole appeared that was deep and invisible, like a hole leading straight to hell.
Vladimir was stunned for a moment.
The next second.
Vladimir pulled out of the [Blood Red Pool] state, raised his hand, and directed a flower-piercing hand towards Baker.
"Your blood belongs to me!"
"Blood transformation!"
"Ah!"
"Don't overestimate your capabilities!"
The eight wings behind Baker instantly opened up, like a legendary holy angel descending from heaven to kill evil spirits.
"boom!"
"Bang bang bang!"
"..."
The boundless aura on Baker's body exploded instantly, and with his aura, Vladimir was instantly crushed and sent flying backwards. When his body fell to the ground, it was dug out of the ground like a land cultivator. A deep pit of nearly ten meters.
"IQ...you can't do it!"
"Fight...you can't even do that!"
Baker put his hands in his pockets, behind his back, four pairs of white and holy wings were flapping gently, and he slowly walked towards Vladimir not far away with the appearance of a blond and unruly Constantine: "Then the problem is, escape. Devil, what on earth do you know?"
If Baker remembers correctly, the real Constantine dreamed of going to heaven after death, not to hell.
so……
Baker felt that he was fulfilling the dream of the real Constantine.
As for why you say this?
It's very simple.
Unexpectedly, around the Queens District, ordinary people who were alarmed by the sound of fighting began to exclaim and shout for God in the distance, looking towards this side. Some devout believers were already kneeling on the ground.
in the West.
Angels are justice. Baker suddenly felt that even now, if he ran directly to the white building and killed the restless group of guys, as long as he shouted a few times that this was the judgment of God, there would be no problem at all. There will be.
The most important thing.
Baker wanted to know, but when those people knew that he could still transform into the legendary angel, would those people still dare to have some inappropriate thoughts about him?
Angels are righteous, naturally, and those who want to deal with angels, or what angels want to deal with, are undoubtedly evil entities.
Think about it this way.
Baker felt that the angels who fell from heaven to the earth did not do any serious work. At the very least, they helped the people on earth write the belief of worshiping angels, which was excellent.
Vladimir stood up from the ground: "This is the breath of Valoran, who are you?"
There is no Valoran aura on Baker, but the transformation card used to disguise himself as Constantine belongs to Neeko, and Neeko belongs to Valolan.
Baker chuckled: "Weren't you ordered to come to this universe to find me? Why, you don't recognize me anymore."
"What?" Vladimir's expression changed.
The next second.
He remembered, remembered that that day, at the moment when he was about to be torn apart by two armies, a man who called himself the Prophet of the Void saved his soul, and then tore through space with his soul and gave him A picture of a mission.
"you……"
"Guessed it right!"
The corner of Baker's mouth curved up slightly, and then he said: "Now that you know it, then the Void Clan behind you also knows it. In this case, you have no value anymore."
Said.
Behind Baker, the holy eight wings flapped gently: "In the name of heaven, I will punish you, devil!"
Vladimir: "..."
