"And a war puppet like Hellfire, that's all I have at the moment. Pen %Fun %www.biquge.info" Evenson said with a pained expression, "and he's a disposable, can't be recycled." ”

"Just one?" Coulson thought it was strange, such a powerful weapon should be stored a lot, just like Tony Stark's steel suit, I heard that there are several models now, why are you just such one? The convention on the restriction of weapons of mass destruction, it seems that it can't be controlled by you for the time being, don't tell me, you are a peaceful person with high moral character.

"The production process is cumbersome, and the materials required are precious. Evenson pouted and explained, "It's going to take a long time to make it, and it's worth a lot. ”

The front line of the Burning Legion has been transferred, and the bastard Kilgardan has run away with Akmund! We have no choice but to take the Hellfire to pay for our wages! The war puppets with the original price of more than 1,000 or 2,000 are now all on sale! Don't want 998, just ten soul crystals, and take home the 10,000-year-old Hellfire! Kil'Gardan, you are not human! We have worked hard for you for thousands of years, and you don't give your soul! Give me back my hard-earned money! Alas, this warlock boss with a surprised soul, you can pack and take one of this half-sold and half-given Hellfire?!

So Evenson said he was worth a lot of money, but he didn't feel sorry at all, really.

"For this mission, I sacrificed a lot, and I even took out the treasure at the bottom of the box. Evenson looked at Melinda and Coulson with sincere eyes, can you report it to me afterwards and apply for a special contribution award?

As a result, these two guys didn't bother with it at all, but they also knew that there must not be much of this kind of thing, and it couldn't be mass-produced. As for whether it's true... Anyway, they can only believe it, and they can't run to the evil rift and count how many inventory hellfires have jumped off buildings and vomited blood.

But based on Evenson's usual "honest" attitude, they felt that the statement was still very credible. And what Evenson said wasn't all lies, he wasn't the Dreadlord, he really could only control this one Hellfire at the moment.

"Can he win?" Melinda asked, Hellfire and The Destroyer had been battling each other for a minute or so, and although they had managed to block their progress and caused some damage, there was still no sign of victory.

"I'm afraid not. Evenson said, shaking his head. The Destroyer's armor is a hardcover figure made by the gods himself, and even if he is not fully activated now, it is not something that a production version of Hellfire can defeat. Besides, "Hellfire has a limited amount of time to act, it only has five minutes, and it won't flash a red light when the time is almost up, and a salted fish will turn over and kill the opponent in seconds, and it will only shatter into a pile of stones and scum on the spot." ”

Now the battle between the destroyer and the hellfire has entered the white-hot stage, it is really to pick up the fist and fight, lift the leg and kick, carry the head and smash, they don't have that set of tools, otherwise they can still bite the teeth, in short, it is more than mixed martial arts and mixed martial arts, just like a schoolboy fight.

But think about it, you can't expect these two guys to use an eighteen-way long fist and a twelve-way Tan leg, right? Come on, they are all good constructs, the structure of the body is completely different from the human body, if you go up and give him a skilled joint counter grappler, their spherical joints that can rotate 360 degrees can make you cry instantly.

"What's next... What are you going to do when he's defeated? Are you going to let the army go ahead, or—" Melinda looked at Evenson, "you're going to take it personally?"

"Personally? maybe. Evenson turned to face the base and pointed inside, "But the key to our victory, it's there." ”

Thor was now in the center of the base, home to Thor's hammer, and he got down on one knee with his hands clenched into fists with a look of reverence. Ever since he came here, he'd said all the nice things about his hammer.

"My Father, who walks in heaven, may all men sanctify thy name, and may thy kingdom be forever..."

Looking at the hammer, there was no response.

"All things are not the Lord, only my father, my father is the greatest! All things are not the Lord, only my father, the only one!"

The hammer still doesn't respond!

"I swear to be kind to the weak, I swear to fight bravely! I swear to fight all mistakes, I swear to fight for the defenseless..."

The hammer still doesn't respond, Thor is crazy, what the hell are you going to do like that?

If Evenson were here, and saw Thor like this, he would probably have to take a big mouth, does what you are talking about have anything to do with your dad?

And while Thor is pretending, the battle between Hellfire and The Destroyer becomes... It's ugly, seriously, if the creator of the Destroyer saw their current fighting posture, it is estimated that he will be embarrassed, anyway, as the summoner of hellfire, Evenson feels quite embarrassed.

They are no longer satisfied with standing and masturbating, but instead rolling around on the ground with their arms, one moment on top of a set of Wang Ba punches, and one on top of a set of thirteen companies.

After going on like this for a while, it was now Hellfire's turn to be on it, and he rode on the Destroyer's body, raising his right hand in the air, ready to make a blast of the Evil Fist, but suddenly moved.

"Oh, oops..."

I saw that the evil flames burning on the body of the hellfire flickered twice, and suddenly extinguished with a bang, and the hellfire, which had lost its energy, immediately turned into a pile of smoking charred black rocks, shattered and scattered on the body of the destroyer.

"Looks like it's time. Evenson looked at his watch, and it seemed that five minutes was still too fast.

"The troops are back on the offensive and give me time to drag it down. Evenson ordered. "Can you drop that two-thousand-pound bomb again?"

"No more. Coulson pursed his lips and shook his head, "Now that the target is too close to the base, the explosion will engulf us too." ”

The Destroyer is not happy now, he has just been entangled by a guy who doesn't know why, and he doesn't say anything about the eight punches of the king, and that guy is all green, something has happened to your family, and you still have the heart to come and fight with me, it's really heart-wrenching.

And now there is no Hellfire, whether it is Thor's warriors or the human army, they are all delivering food in the face of destruction, but the only trouble is that none of the current group of guys choose to be tough and tough, and they are all following the frightened rabbits, scurrying all over the field, which makes the destruction efficiency of the destroyer a little reduced.

But it's just a little more troublesome, and with each destructive laser fired, there are always explosions and screams of despair.

Click, click, the sky suddenly became cloudy, and a bucket-thick bolt of lightning fell straight from the sky to the center of the base, and then a red figure flew out of it!