It is said that no matter what, the show must continue.

"So, little Glenich wanted to catch the wild princess." Ryan continues to play his game, having a three-headed dragon plasticine statue chase a pink princess. After not being able to find video material to humiliate Diminis, the courier began to improvise. "But she ran so fast that his calves could not run, and poor Golenich forgot that he could fly!"

No one noticed his Shakespeare plays, except for Frank, who was captivated by his seminal plots. All eyes were focused on that inactive nuclear device on the news station.

"You should have brought a dog, boss," Sarin said glaring at Uglen Henry. The cat knows he's sinned, so he tries to make himself look cute to avoid being punished. Unfortunately for him, the hazmat girl doesn't have a soft-hearted heart. "I understand why Chinese eat them."

"Come on, I've lifted the countdown," Ryan said, even though he had to freeze time. He gave up the game and went to grab the cat's ears and put it at ease. "You're sorry to scare them, aren't you?" You don't want to kill them all, it's just an accident......"

Tea cleared her throat. It's just a sound effect because as a robot, she doesn't need to breathe. "Ryan, I'm—"

"Mr. President," Ryan corrected her. "You're my friend, Dole, but we're on TV now."

"Mr. President, as much as I love animals, I think you've spoiled your cat."

"Very well," his master replied in a low, deep voice, then noticed that Livia was nervously walking towards him. "Really?"

His new partner began whispering in his ear. "I saw the Wyvern attacking the mosquitoes, and a team of Il Miglio surrounded the building next to the private guards."

"Are pandas among them?" Ryan asked, suddenly worried.

"Who?" Livia asked, apparently she had never made a record of the strong bear.

"Panda, the Chosen One," Ryan explained, loud enough to be heard by hostages and TV viewers. "The only one that can surpass my genome" prophet prophesied our long-awaited duel. ”

Livia giggled behind her helmet. "No, I don't think so," she whispered, but then became serious. "But...... Felix was one of them, and several of my stand-ins died from shards of glass wounded in the neck. ”

So Carnival does intend to target them this time. The Courier knew enough about Dinamith to predict their actions, but he couldn't say the same about Hargraves. Will Carnival ally with the Manada brothers like in the previous timeline? Or are they still free agents now?

"We'll make sure Felix doesn't get into trouble." Ryan replied quietly, too low for the others to hear, and knocked again. "With our power, Crimson Queen, we will rule all of New Rome!"

"Leave your stupid cat alone, and then we'll see how the city goes," Sarin said unmoved.

"Anyway, we're going home."

"What about the hostages?" Tea asked, almost hopeful. "Are we going to take them away?"

Ryan shrugged. "I realized that it was a bit redundant to take a dozen people hostage when we had a nuclear device to threaten the city."

"And I don't think there's enough space in the truck," Livia pointed out the obvious problem.

"Ah," said the doll, laying down her arms and letting the hostages catch their breath. "I'm starting to like them."

Tea knew them for only half an hour, and then he got Lima syndrome? She was too soft for the job.

A minute later, the group left the Starstudio warehouse, Salin with the bullet and Frank with the plasticine figurine. Ryan walked in front with Yugeney Henry in his arms, like a demonic mastermind on a walk.

No sooner had they passed through the warehouse door than a shockwave nearly tripped them over. The messenger raised his eyes and saw the mosquito wrestling with a fully transformed wyvern in the air. The courier remembers that they fought in the early loop, where Ms. Dragon squashed Psycho like a bug.

But now that the mosquito has eaten too much, it can hold on. The flying hunk hit Wyve hard

One punch shattered all the nearby windows. The blow sent the dragon tumbling backwards, but she quickly corrected her descent. She hit back with her breath, and the mosquito fled the path at an alarming speed.

As the two giants wrestled in the sky, the group prepared to return to their truck, only to find it surrounded by a dozen private security guards in black riot gear. Multiple laser rifles are aimed at Ryan and his men, while a clever soldier is aimed at the president's crotch. But none of them fired.

As Livia warned, they also carry some genomes. Atomic cats that don't yet carry throwing weapons; Loading, that cheap impostor, and at least a lightsaber; Also Ryan's favorite hero

"Hey, Wardrobe!" The messenger warmly welcomes his future adversary. "We're finally meeting physically!"

"Hey, I'm glad to see you too, save up!" The wardrobe waved at everyone. This time, she played an FBI hostage negotiator with a megaphone in her hand. "I love your stop motion animation!"

"Wardrobe, please don't encourage that madman." Tom the kitten said, holding up his hands. He looked like a cat ready to pounce on the mouse, eager to finally stretch his legs. Livia gets nervous at the sight of her ex-boyfriend, but wisely keeps silent.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The wardrobe apologized before holding up the megaphone. "Please surrender, you are surrounded!"

"And you have more weapons than I do!" Shalin replied as he raised his bullet, and the duel between the Wyvern and the Mosquito caused more shockwaves. "Stand back!"

Several private security guards raised their rifles and pointed them at Miss Gashall, but no one dared to pull the trigger.

"I'm Mr. President now," Ryan said, scratching behind his cat's ear. Frank stands proudly behind his master, and the doll points "reload" with a bazooka. "Of all of them, you should know. After all, the wardrobe ...... You created me. ”

"I created you?" She asked, frowning, then carefully studied his costume again. As soon as she recognized the harmonious colors of the costume, her face turned pale; The majesty of the tie, the softness of the glove, the brutality of the bowler hat. "It's you...... You're the one who asked for this costume!"

"Wardrobe, do you know this person?" Rabul asked, his hands clenching his weapon.

"I designed his costume!" Hearing this terrible truth, the wardrobe turned pale with fright. "But I don't know anyone would use it for bad things!"

"There are skulls on the socks!" Felix growled, gesturing at Ryan's boots. "What do you want?"

"That's right, wardrobe." Ryan said, his voice as deep as the darkest of the abyss. "By designing this cashmere suit, you're planting the seeds for your enemies. Terrible darkness is born from your radiance. ”

"My ...... My nemesis?" When her wish for a gorgeous supervillain comes true, the "wardrobe" has an excited expression on her face. "I have a secret enemy?"

"Yes, you have." Ryan held out one hand to her and the other to hold Jugne-Henry. "Follow me, wardrobe. Every day becomes my enemy. Together, nothing can stand in the way of our brand. We're going to build a multi-billion euro franchise that's even greater than Star Wars! We'll flood the market with merchandise, and we'll rule the box office! Only through me can you gain the popularity you desire!"

"Yes, yes! Oh, Mr. President, I accept your offer!" Wardrobes succumb to the temptation of long-term exclusive competition. "We will fight forever!"

"Very well, how about we schedule our first flight for tomorrow?" Can we do it tomorrow?" Ryan took a few steps forward, not waiting for an answer. "I have a very busy schedule. Doomsday weapons don't make their own. ”

Loading bullets on the way of the president, raise the weapon. "You can't go anywhere, you madman."

"Is it my problem, or do you really think you can stop us?" Ryan channeled his inner villain, while Shalin wielded the bullet menacingly. "Don't force me to assert my authority."

"Be careful, reload, he can stop time for an unknown time," Atomic Cat warns his fellow hero. "He could also be a genius at bullets, but we don't know what he's good at yet."

"A genius?" Ryan blinked from behind the mask. "Wait, do you think I'm a double-powered madman?"

Kitten Atom snorted. "Man, you've held the entire city hostage with a nuclear device and a bunch of mutants. Either you're a psychopath or you're a neurotic. ”

"Your reputation for mental instability now makes more sense," Revel added.

Frank took a step and ignored the laser rifle aimed at him. "Mr. President, do you want me to clear the field?"

"They're going to have to do it themselves, or I'll press the button—" Shalin froze, and the weapon suddenly disappeared from her grasp. "Huh?"

"I found it!" The wardrobe was happy and quickly changed clothes. Her clothes changed to the appearance of a French gentleman, wearing monocles, a long cloak, and a top hat, from which she took a bullet.

Arsin Ropin?

Ryan immediately protested: "Someone was pinched because ......"

Reload, immediately raise the laser knife and pounce on the courier. However, Frank quickly grabbed his leg in mid-air with a hand, throwing him to the ground like a club. Poor Violet Grimm immediately regenerates and cuts off her own leg before Frank can kill him again.

"Minions, get rid of these annoying things, don't touch the truck!" Ryan ordered, at which point the private security guard fired. The Courier freezes time to avoid the barrage, while Livia and Shalin hide behind Frank. Although the laser burned away part of the artificial skin, it failed to pierce the doll's reinforced metal body. "But leave the kitten to me!"

"I don't have a cat theme!" Felix roared, trying to touch Ryan with his bare hands. The president gracefully dodged the blow, and then the second. The Atomic Cat's hand was furiously trying to touch the courier's chest, but Ryan had the time and experience.

The Dole and the Sarin exchanged fire with private security, who responded to the lasers with rockets and shock waves. The guy who threatens Ryan's ultimate weapon hits Sarin in the shoulder, forcing her to cover the scene with one hand so that the gas doesn't leak.

At the same time, Livia stands behind Frank, who tries to grab the "heavy bullets", using the Iron Giant as a shield against the lasers of private security. She seemed to be looking for someone she couldn't see. The wardrobe stepped back, cleverly trying to keep the bullets out of the fight, while the wyvern above slammed the mosquito into the roof of the warehouse.

"Oh well, for a moment, I thought I might need to use my hands." Ryan taunts Felix. "I think that's enough for my legs."

"I'll let you raise your hand!" The kitten atom almost lunged on his enemy, but the courier simply dodged and tripped him. The young hero fell headfirst to the ground, which made him both angry and humiliated.

"Resistance is useless," Ryan said, threateningly closing in on his former partner. While he had no intention of harming his friend, the other person didn't think so.

All windows in the area, including those of light trucks, exploded at once.

The shards of glass flew towards Ryan, and he felt his eyes tremble slightly

Ryan stood with his hat tucked over his chest.

As everyone tried to concentrate their thoughts, the firefight briefly subsided.

Livia activates her superpowers and travels through time. Duchess Augustus stood next to the truck with a bloodstained shroud on the ground. The vehicle's container also appears to be slightly damaged. Livia punches the unseen vigilante, causing him to crash into the container and lose focus.

As for the others, Doll helped Sarin bandage his wounds, and both of them hid behind Frank. The Colossus finally grabbed Reload and seemed to press his back to his knees. Kitten Atom desperately wants to put eug-he

Y moved away from his face, and it grabbed his cheek angrily. Ryan may have thrown his pet at the hero in the skipped time, but he can't be sure.

Damn, is this how other people feel against Quicksave? That feeling of emptiness that misses out on all the real action? No wonder the Messenger's enemies hate him.

“Quicksave.”

Ryan raised his eyes and saw the wyvern flying over his head. The dragon mother returned to her human form, and the mosquito slowly retracted to its original size, embedded in the wall in front of the warehouse.

"Surrender," Wynne warned, her face tense with rage, "I will not hesitate to use lethal force." ”

"Do you know what's better than bullets, Mother Dragon?"

Ryan reached into his bowler hat and quickly pulled out a small metal orb before the wyvern pounced on him.

"Another bomb!"

The Wyvern froze in mid-air, though all the private security guards who heard it were aiming at Ryan. "Wardrobe, put b-"

"If you want me to juggle," Ryan performed a magic trick, quickly pulling a third bomb out of his jacket to make it look like he had copied the orb. "I have a third!"

Thanks Mech

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The Substance Replicator! This makes it incredibly easy to create a nuclear device.

It's too easy.

As Ryan guessed, while "The Wardrobe" immediately changed back into Hermione Lupin's outfit, she didn't try to steal the two bombs under his nose. Her power is limited. Despite this, a private security guard tried to shoot the messenger in the arm, making him lay down one of his nuclear devices.

Ryan just froze time and reappeared a few feet away. "No, no, no," he said, finger brushing the weapon's button. "Whatever you want to do, I'll stop time, let's play Dr. Strangelove."

Wynne frowned, but didn't move. "You don't dare."

"I really let my cat do that on live TV." Ryan pointed out, his thumb rubbing against the button. "Bet?"

In that tense and painful minute, no one dared to move. Well, except for Uglenn Henry, who ran back to his master after grabbing the atomic cat's face. All eyes are on Ryan, fearing that he will put the threat into action.

The wyvern's jaw clenched so tightly that the Courier thought she might be biting her teeth, so she moved her hand to her ear. Dy

The geniuses at AMIS HQ may have confirmed through the earbuds that the bomb was real, and the dragon mother did not dare to expose Ryan's bluff.

"As I thought," Ryan said, smugly smearing the joy of victory on his opponent's face. "Do you see this?" That's the difference between us. One is the damned United States, the other is Afghanistan. ”

"Mr. President, didn't we sign a treaty on the non-proliferation of nuclear weapons?" Frank asked, still holding a helpless shotgun in his hand. Violet Genome attempted to stab the Iron Giant with his laser knife, but only minor damage was done.

"Yes, but no one respects them," Ryan replied, then glancing at his men. "Ladies and gentlemen, pack your things, we're going home. Frank, go find the mosquitoes. ”

Frank immediately threw the "reloader" over his shoulder, and his strength sent the poor violet genome flying over the warehouse, and then helped the injured mosquito jump back to the ground.

"Uh......" the mosquito grumbled, and Frank held it on, blood gushing out of the wound. The beetle man regained his original size. "Damn, she fought so hard...... It hurts......"

"You can't escape," Wyndwen said angrily. When the closet transforms into a nurse helping the wounded, the Atomic Cat glares at the Superpowers, his face covered in paw prints. Perhaps out of shame, Livia, dressed in disguise, tried not to look at him.

"On the contrary, I think I'll run away with it and the money," Ryan said as he opened the car door for Livia. Princess Augustus grabs Eugnelli Henry and follows Sarin to the car. "Hopefully, though, your boss won't get away with getting away with implanting a body catcher in an overpriced product."

"Do you think I'm going to believe that?" The dragon mother tried to make her voice sound confident, but Ryan could feel the doubt in her voice. "Can I believe it all?"

"Baby, dear." Ryan asks for tea, and she helps the injured mosquito and Frank climb into the truck's container. "Give our dragon friends a proof."

"Blood?" Tea opened a hidden cubicle in her arm, and everyone was taken aback, before throwing a small syringe at Wyve

。 "Here!"

The superhero grabbed the container with one hand and frowned at the sight of a small amount of blood inside. "What is this?"

"A few drops of diver's blood." Despite Dy

AMIS has taken samples and performed a d

A scan, but Ryan doubts the company has shared the samples with its heroes. If she knew the dirty secrets of this big company, she wouldn't have signed it up. "Apply it to any fake elixir of life, and you'll see the truth for yourself. I suggest you go to the devil for help. If that thing touches you, you're dead. ”

Wynvin didn't say anything, and Ryan was ready to be the last one to climb into the truck. The messenger took one last look at the wounded shroud on the way. "I'm surprised you decided to fight us," he said to the glass operator. "I mean, you've put so much effort into hunting down all the clones that bleed. I thought you'd go to Dinas first. ”

"We... Failed. ”

The courier frowned behind the mask. "Huh?"

"We don't have ...... Stop it......" Shroud said hoarsely, struggling to gasp for air. Livia's blow may have damaged her lungs. "We're just...... Delayed ......"

"Delay what? The return of blood?" Ryan asked with a frown, but the glass operator replied without expression. The Courier temporarily wondered if they should take the vigilante back to the bunker for treatment, but that would only encourage Leo to attack them immediately. Dy

Amis will take care of him whenever he wants to help them.

Seconds later, Ryan sat in the truck and watched the doll drive away, glancing through the broken window. When they left Star Studios, no one dared to stop them.

"So?" Ryan asked his troupe. "Who wants to learn French?"

Livia breathed a sigh of relief and released her stress. "It's amazing!" She said, her voice filled with enthusiasm. "I don't know how things will turn out!" Are you always like that?"

"Unfortunately," Shalin flicked, covering the bandaged wound with her hazmat suit.

"Sometimes it's on fire," Ti added.

"We should do that often." Livia rested her head on her seat, and Yugney Henry slept on her lap. Ryan could understand her reaction. Like him, she had forgotten how much she loved surprises. "Amazing".

When they arrive at the security checkpoint and enter Rusty Town, the doll suddenly stops the car and lets out a terrifying scream. "What happened?" Ryan immediately tensed up and looked out the window, but there was horror in front of him.

Private security checkpoints became deadly silent. Literally. More than twenty Dinas guards were hung from the arch leading to Rusty Town, ropes made from their own intestines. The number "885" is written in blood on the floor beneath their feet, and it is creepy.

Seeing this terrifying sight, Livia put her hand on her helmet and instinctively tried to cover her mouth. At the same time, Oglen-Henry glanced lazily and contemptuously at the corpse. "How can I ...... How can I not see ......"

"You can't see," Ryan said, realizing to his horror who had committed this horrific crime.

"This?"

"The reason for this flight is already predestined," the messenger replied, pointing to the letters written on the chest of each corpse. Together, they form an ominous sentence.

Happy birthday!

Ryan looked in the rearview mirror and saw two pointed ears slowly erect behind him.