"Bang!" I didn't see any movement from Dr. Manhattan, and the girl, who was still alive, immediately turned into a cloud of blood mist.

"Lisa!" With the blood mist in the sky, the big man who was originally carrying a giant axe with a banter on his face immediately let out an earth-shattering roar, and his expression was as if someone had exploded a chrysanthemum.

"Damn it! I'm going to kill him! The big man with the giant axe roared loudly, raised the sharp axe in his hand, and rushed towards Dr. Manhattan.

"Bang bang bang bang ......" remembered nine explosions in a row, and the remaining six warriors, including the three deans of the magic academy, all turned into a blood mist and sprayed it in front of everyone's eyes.

"Daniel, Bob, Stephen...."Harry Potter escaped because he turned into an immortal bird. After reappearing, the old man looked at the three balls of plasma on the ground with tears, and couldn't believe that the old guys who had just fought together had left him in a blink of an eye.

"Requires!" Harry Potter, who is already old and frail, has his right hand trembling because of Parkinson's disease and the death of his friend, but just like that, he still casts the most exhausting curse on Dr. Manhattan, the murderer. And all this is only because this spell is capable of attacking all living beings, and it cannot be dodged.

"Atomic Shock!" Sensing a hint of threat, Dr. Manhattan opened his hand directly, and a stream of blue atoms headed towards the curse issued from the Harry Potter wand.

The energy in the Harry Potter wand constantly fights against the atomic flow in Dr. Manhattan's hands. Two different colored energies, like the confluence of two rivers, are constantly intertwined.

As the two stalemate, Harry Potter's hands shook more and more. In this case, Harry Potter is not allowed to make any other moves, let alone change his wand to his left hand.

"Am I old!" Feeling the tremor in his hands, Harry Potter kept asking himself in his heart.

Yes, Harry Potter is really old. The year Harry Potter went to Hogwarts to study magic was 1929, ten years before the Second World War, and now it was the twenty-first century. Magicians age very slowly, but as long as they are not wizards who learn dark magic, a hundred years old is already a very high age. What's more, Harry Potter has fought all his life, and his body has long been dragged down by the long-term dimensional war.

"What a chance!" Loki looked at Dr. Manhattan, who was fighting Harry Potter, and a smile flashed across his face. He needs his father's approval, and the most straightforward way to do this is to kill the Manhattan doctor in front of him, who can defeat and imprison Thor.

Loki held his scepter and slowly walked towards Dr. Manhattan, intending to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to kill the powerful blue-skinned monster in one fell swoop.

"Loki, what are you doing! Come back! "Odin, as the god king, with his eyesight, can not only feel the power of Dr. Manhattan, but also feel the magic fluctuations emanating from Harry Potter. And feeling the power coming from the two of them, the Odin God King didn't realize that Loki's sneak attack would have an effect.

Listening to Odin's words, Loki had no intention of giving up, because in his heart, it must be that Odin didn't want to kill this powerful blue-skinned monster by himself, for fear that he would steal the limelight from Thor.

"Come back Loki, you're no match for him!" Thor, who knew that Dr. Manhattan was powerful, roared loudly with excitement after seeing that Loki was only a dozen meters away from Dr. Manhattan, wanting his brother to be able to give up this unrealistic idea.

Loki was stunned after hearing Thor's words, and then before Thor had time to be happy, Loki flew up and headed in the direction of Dr. Manhattan.

"I am a god, I am the most powerful, no one has more courage than me, and I am more suitable to become the manager of the divine domain!" Loki shouted, raised the half-moon scepter in his hand, and stabbed the blade on the tip of the crescent scepter towards Dr. Manhattan's head.

"Loki, don't!" Odin pulled the reins and rode the unicorn towards Loki, trying to save Loki.

"Rookie God!" Dr. Manhattan, who was confronting Harry Potter, slowly turned his head with an indifferent voice and aimed his other hand at the flying Loki.

"Click...."A blue energy emanated from Dr. Manhattan's hand and slammed directly into Loki's body. The divine light on Loki's body was broken through in a short time with the crazy destruction of the atom.

Loki looked at the atoms that kept drilling into his body, and he could feel his life passing quickly, and finally understood what a ridiculous idea it was to kill Dr. Manhattan.

"Father, I am the most powerful warrior, and I have not put you to shame." Loki turned his head with difficulty, and in his reluctant gaze, he seemed to see the day when he ascended the throne to the throne in Thor's unwilling eyes and the cheers of his subjects.

"Bang!" Loki, who had been broken through the Protective Divine Light, stained the entire sky with blood with a bang, and at this time, the Odin God King was already late.

"Loki, my good boy, I'm so proud of you!" The god king of Odin, who rode a unicorn, looked at the blood mist in the sky in a daze, and left tears of sadness in his single eye, as if he had grown old in an instant.

Regarding Loki's death, Zhu Kunming also nodded silently. In the movie, Loki is a villain, but although his xing personality is extreme, his original purpose has never changed. When Loki knew that he was a descendant of the Frost Giants, he had the opportunity to kill Odin and become the new God-King, but instead of doing so, he chose to call the guards and bring the sleeping Odin into the God's Sleeping Place, rather than usurping the power himself as God-King.

Loki's idea has always been simple, which is to defeat Thor and let everyone know that Prince Loki, who was originally only mischievous, has grown up and is no longer a little prince who can only play pranks. Loki hasn't changed since the beginning, he just wants to prove through his own efforts that he is no worse than others in front of his father, the god king Odin. It's silly, it's simple.

"Even I'm not as good as a mortal, is this God!" Dr. Manhattan shook his head in disappointment, and then pushed his right hand, which was fighting against Harry Potter, forward again, and erupted into an even more powerful torrent of atoms.

"Boom!" As Dr. Manhattan erupted again, Harry Potter's trembling hand trembled and threw the wand out of his hand directly.

"My name is Hermione, what's your name?" A cute little girl asked a little boy on the train with a tense face.

(End of chapter)