After struggling for so long, Yi Xiao couldn't let the duck that he got flew out again. The huge body of the Statue of Liberty suddenly fell down with his heart. He reached out and grabbed Athena in his palm.

Although Yi Xiao could control the movements of the Statue of Liberty, he could not feel the feeling of the Statue of Liberty, so the subtle adjustments could not be taken into account. The hard stone hand was like two forceful vise pliers, pinching Athena's shoulders hard, causing her to spew a mouthful of golden blood.

The golden blood was sprayed onto the tiger's mouth of the Statue of Liberty, as if it was covered with a layer of golden powder.

Athena looked embarrassed at this moment, no longer as elegant and calm as before. Her long golden hair was covered with gray stone powder, and a crown was cut off like a thorny flower.

She was pinned in her hand by the Statue of Liberty, struggling weakly, and screamed, "You can't do this, my father..."

But before she finished speaking, her scream came to an abrupt end, because Yi Xiao had already grabbed her with the arm of the Statue of Liberty and then slapped her chest hard.

"It turns out that this sentence began in the ancient Greek era, which should be the earliest..." Yi Xiao, who knew deeply that most of the reason for his failure was because he talked too much nonsense, did not give Athena the chance to talk nonsense.

There was no vague splash of flesh and blood. The moment he grabbed her, Yi Xiao had the idea of ​​completely solving her.

But this is not to kill Athena. Since Athena who was caught has lost the threat, Yi Xiao has better room for treatment, that is, seal.

Under the recitation of the silver tongue, the stone that constitutes the Statue of Liberty can be sealed in addition to killing Athena.

Just like the stone tablet summoned by Yi Xiao, the specific part is at the chest of the Statue of Liberty. The moment Athena is pressed towards the Statue of Liberty, she completely disappears from this world, and replaces it with the clear human-shaped shadow on the chest of the Statue of Liberty.

It's like an exquisite relief from ancient Greek times.

The shadow of the entire human figure was vividly engraved on it, almost revealing the slightest part of the moonlight. The broken thorny crown, messy hair tips and appearance, the only difference is that Athena changed from a Valkyrie wearing a golden war dress to a black stone-sculpted shadow.

She was sealed, seriously injured, and this was almost equivalent to death.

Because even Yi Xiao didn't know how to remove this seal. The only way to seal the magic miracle of the gods was to try again with the silver tongue.

After sealing Athena, Yi Xiao also breathed a sigh of relief.

After entering the world of Moshuixin, it seems that there is always accidental occurrence. Now there is finally a smooth progress. As expected, nonsense and verbal tricks are the most dangerous skills.

The next moment, as if he felt something, Yi Xiao suddenly turned his head to the side. In the moment, a row of ice edges refracted with cold light shot towards Yi Xiao's ears, and flew into the distance with a sharp roar.

"It's really dangerous." The sharp ice edges seemed to be able to penetrate the sky, and the momentum was so great that it broke through the sky in the blink of an eye and disappeared into Yi Xiao's gaze.

Sure enough, if Yi Xiao was based on the law of nonsense, if he had been slowing down with Athena for a while, he would probably be interrupted by this sudden attack, even if Yi Xiao didn't find out where he went in advance, there was still potential danger.

"Let her go, don't hurt you..."

A young and cold sound came from below. Although the sound was not loud, it was clearly transmitted to Yi Xiao's ears, which had the same effect as Yi Xiao's spell.

But Yi Xiao was not surprised because he turned his head calmly, spread out the huge palm of the Statue of Liberty in the direction where the sound came, revealing the empty palm of the palm of his hand, and then said softly, "What did you say?" ...

Larry was staring at a plastic statue, looking like he was staring at a small eye.

Of course, the one with smaller eyes is Lai Rui.

"I said, who is this?" After persisting for a while, he finally couldn't help but give up. He breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his sore eyes, and asked an agent next to him.

The F-pinch rolled his eyes and ignored him.

But another agent came up and said to him, "This is Albus Dumbledore. You don't know this. Have you never seen Harry Potter?"

"I've seen it... I've seen it..." Larry's tone seemed a little hesitant, "But I remember he was an old man, this... a young man."

"This is his youth, and these enthusiasts always like some weird figures, which is definitely rare."

"So... are you an enthusiast too?" A cold voice suddenly appeared behind the agent. Mike came behind him with an arm injury and stared at him coldly.

The poor agent left here awkwardly, leaving room for Mike and Larry to talk.

"Even this thing can be recognized..." Mike murmured softly, then looked at Larry again, "It's okay, I don't know who he is."

"But... are you sure it's really useful?"

Lai Rui also knew that his abilities seemed not very reliable. He always thought that only the stone slabs could resurrect the statue, and never thought that one day he could do this.

"To be honest," Lai Rui shrugged, "I don't know either."

Mike nodded, as if he had expected this answer, he took a light breath and continued, "Brian asked me to bring you a sentence. Each slate ability has different abilities. Silver tongue needs to be recited, Stan needs to write. We have not yet encountered the third ability, but he feels that your fourth ability... may also have some way of triggering."

"For example...I'll use a flashlight to show them?" Lai Rui pulled out the flashlight used by the night guard, swung it in his hand, and hit the light on the faces of the statues.

Of course, this has no effect. Dumbledore's live figure is still a young version of the live figure, and there is no change at all.

But Mike didn't seem to think so. He stared at the statue blankly and suddenly said, "Light."

"What?" Larry was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't hear what Chiang Mike meant, and seemed to have not understood it.

"I mean...light." Mike gestured, and finally thought of the word, "Moonlight."

"The slab needs moonlight." Lai Rui said.

"You can keep staring here," Mike said to him, "you can try it too."

Larry finally did not refute anymore, and Mike was not vague. With a wave of his hand, several agents immediately stepped forward to move out Dumbledore's young version of his figure.

The silver moonlight shone on the statue, and for a moment, it really seemed as if it had come alive.

But unfortunately, it's just like, it's still dead.

"Look, I'll just say it." Lai Rui said with some disappointment. Although he wanted to let the statue live, it seemed that things went against his wishes.

But what Lai Rui didn't expect was that the next moment he finished speaking, a somewhat arrogant and disdainful voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Can you take your dirty hands off my body?"

Found that Mike was staring at her behind her, and the feeling in her hand suddenly changed from a hard statue to a soft cloth. Laire swallowed a mouthful of saliva, suppressed the messy thoughts in her heart, and then turned her head slowly like a mechanical one.

Then he met a pair of light blue pupils, and his eyes were staring at him coldly without a trace of expression, making people feel as if the other party would raise his wand the next moment.

"And can you take your annoying gaze away from me? I've had enough of this kind of gaze. Are the Muggles all idiots, and they just stare at others like this. It's been three years since they've been."

Dumbledore pulled the clothes out of Larry's hand in disgust, then shook them hard, and walked out with great strides.

"Where are you going?" Brian, who had already discovered the situation here, immediately rushed over. "It's not that he wants to settle the score with Lancelot, you are not Merlin. We skipped Merlin's figure, and you don't want to trouble the stupid dragon, either."

"Lancelot?" Dumbledore asked, "I have some grudges with him. The expressions of these families are so annoying. Why, his magic has been relieved? I will cause trouble for him, but not now."

"Now I just want to stay away from you stupid muggles, leave here, before I change my mind and forget everything about you."

"And, who are you?"

Brian breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he spoke, it means that he could communicate. If he could communicate, then there would be a method of inducing.

"I'm the smartest person in the world," said Brian.

He didn't tell any lies. He was indeed the smartest person in the world after eating nzt, but unfortunately he only had twelve hours at a time, twice a day.

"The smartest man?" Dumbledore sneered back on his back, staring at him with a playful look.

Dumbledore admitted that the smartest man in the world must exist, but it would never be the guy in front of him, of course, not himself, but Gellert and Gellert Grindelwald.

But Dumbledore was not going to argue with Brian. After all, Muggles are always a little stupid and arrogant.

"Smart man, I'm glad to see you, goodbye, the smartest Muggle." After that, Dumbledore turned around and left, not giving Brian a chance to react.

Just as Brian was trying to make up for it, Larry covered his mouth and whispered to Mike, "I remember he was a kind old man, but why do I feel he was a little annoying now."

"Shh, stop the sound!" As an agent's caution, Mike subconsciously seemed to stop Brian, but unfortunately it was too late, because the next moment, Dumbledore, who was leaving, had already stopped.

Except for Brian's pupils that seemed to shrink happily, everyone who heard Larry's complaint looked bitter.

"Muggle, I'm the youngest." Dumbledore turned around and asked Lary coldly.

To be honest, Larry's look is the worst in the series of protagonists around this group, of course, not very bad. It's just a little inferior compared to others.

For example, the protagonist in the protagonist, Brian has a confident aura. When he appears, he feels different from others and gives people a unique feeling.

Although Stan and Ferchart were slightly worse, one was extremely abominable, and the other looked like a person with a story. As the president of the world's largest chocolate supplier, the greatest chocolate maker, and a big capitalist, Brian could not invite Willy Wonka, who was present at all. His temperament was extremely outstanding, so outstanding that he looked like a lunatic.

But Lai Rui was a little worse. His blue and dirty night guard uniform, his ordinary face, and his temperament as if he were passers-by, would make people ignore him at a glance.

It's not surprising that Dumbledore ignores him at first, because he and Mike stand together, not yet conspicuous as the supporting role of the supporting actor who can't stop the medicine.

"Uh..." Faced with Dumbledore's questioning, Larry felt extremely entangled. He had not read the Harry Potter book, otherwise he would not have said the words just now. Of course, he bought them for his son, and he also read them.

It is precisely because of his understanding of the power of Dumbledore's magic that he felt so entangled. Now a crazy wizard has been ruining a lot in New York. I'm afraid he can't afford to have another one, although Dumbledore may not be the strongest white wizard at this time.

Lai Rui struggled for a while before continuing, "Uh... Of course you don't look old, but... humans will grow old." He said nonsense.

Dumbledore was a young man at this time, with blue eyes and black curly hair. His face was very handsome, and he could not tell at all that he was old.

"Silly Muggle." Dumbledore shook his head and muttered, "I don't want to continue wasting it for a second."

"He looks a little confused, why is that?" At this time, Brian suddenly lowered his voice and said to Stan next to him. Although he lowered his voice, Larry's complaints could be heard by Dumbledore. How could Brian's low murmur not be known to Dumbledore?

Rather than complaining in a low voice, it is better to say that it is specifically to him.

Stan, who also took nzt, had his eyes lit up and immediately understood what Brian meant, "Relax, those who just woke up often fell into a chaotic time."

Sure enough, Dumbledore keenly noticed what was implicit in the conversation between the two, "What chaos, what are you talking about."

"Nothing." Brian shrugged.

"Tell me, or I'll do it myself, Muggle." But Dumbledore, who was obviously not going to be polite, took out his wand and pointed at Brian.

"How do you do it yourself?"
Chapter completed!