bookbashuk Chapter 245 Magic from the East | Kingsman: The Black Letter (25)
Chapter 245 Magic from the East | Kingsman: The Black Letter (25)
Stroking the cold gun body, Dave swallowed hard.
The Thompson submachine gun is a firearm that can beat a person into a sieve with one shot.
But...it's just magic, right?
"I, I know."
Dave let out a long breath, and then picked up the submachine gun in his hand.
"come on!"
There were already some boos in the audience. In their minds, there was nothing that the Blood Dragon couldn't do that might be able to catch Magnum bullets.
No wonder, even the world's strongest magician team calls this mysterious Yanguo "magician" in front of them.
"Yeah, Dave, it's time to show off your manhood."
The blood dragon smiled slightly at Dave, and then said thoughtfully.
"Oh, by the way, pay attention to how you hold the gun. I don't want you to dislocate your arm due to the recoil of the submachine gun because you participated in my performance."
Dave finally calmed down and readjusted his gun-holding posture, and then...
The black muzzle was pointed at the blood dragon.
"You can shoot anytime, I'm ready."
The blood dragon waved casually and greeted Dave.
However, when Dave finally had the courage to pull the trigger, the blood dragon actually turned around and faced the audience!
"Speaking of which, have you ever seen "The Matrix"?"
The bullet has been discharged! Dave, he didn't even have time to release the trigger!
"Da da da da da da..."
"The Matrix"?
Wait, fire? !
Blood Dragon's performance style was as chaotic as ever, leaving the audience with no time to react, but...
The blood dragon just raised his arm and snapped his fingers casually!
The "Chicago Typewriter" in Dave's hand was spitting flames from the muzzle, and bullets poured out one after another. However, all the spectators present saw the flight trajectory of the warhead.
Yes, the warhead flew towards the blood dragon, but it seemed to be slowed down hundreds of times, but it didn't feel like a magic prop moving slowly with a thin line, because...
The air waves generated by the bullet streaking through the air are clearly visible!
What's going on? ? ?
Even Dave on the stage was so stunned that he forgot to release his hand on the trigger. As a result, the Thompson submachine gun loaded with a drum magazine was directly empty of the 50 rounds of bullets in the drum!
But those bullets seemed to hit an invisible wall and moved slowly towards the blood dragon. Then, they pulled out air waves and slowly stopped in the air about one meter away from the blood dragon.
"The Matrix".
No wonder the blood dragon asked such a meaningless question.
This Yanguo magician is using his magic to restore the classic scenes in "The Matrix"!
When the blood dragon turned to look at the bullets that were gradually slowing down and finally suspended in mid-air, he shrugged: "Although it is not more explosive to catch 50 bullets in an instant and show them to everyone, but... I did it. I hope Everyone can enjoy my crude performance."
Silence fell.
At this time, the audience no longer knew what to say.
Because those bullets were just hanging in the air, motionless!
Some viewers have even begun to wonder, is the ancient sword that the blood dragon stepped on when it came really the so-called drone? Could it also be controlled by the blood dragon?
What is real?
If the magicians of the Sky Eye Society are committed to breaking down the barriers between fantasy and reality, then Blood Dragon's performance is to press the audience's cognition to the ground and rub it hard.
As for Blood Dragon, he was squatting on the stage and counting the bullets hanging in the air.
"48...49...50."
"Well, no more, no less, just right."
The blood dragon tilted his head and looked down at the stands. He saw that the audience looked blank, and then turned to look at the stands. Dylan looked stunned. Dave...well, this guy was checking the submachine gun in his hand, and he almost dismantled it. Come and see if there are any special devices.
"You are truly the most picky audience I have ever seen... When I performed a show of catching bullets with my bare hands, Mr. Dylan screamed all morning..."
The blood dragon said helplessly.
The audience wakes up like a dream.
Screams, applause, and shouts continued for a long time, and the blood dragon slowly stood up, opened his arms, and enjoyed the long-lost cheers.
In his world... there were only dilapidated ruins, people who looked like zombies, and... all kinds of monsters.
He didn't want to leave.
In this world, there are old friends he is familiar with and strangers to, and there are fresh lives. None of the evil forces lurking underground here can even make him feel troublesome.
Even the arrogant false god Otto II was nothing more than an incomplete semi-finished product to him.
The blood dragon lost his own world, so he wanted to give this damn reincarnation a perfect ending. Everything he has experienced in this timeline is indeed wonderful.
When the audience shouted his name, he raised his head slightly and looked at the blue sky with deep eyes. His eyes seemed to have passed through the sky, through the universe, through the walls of dimensions... , a narrow screen, and then looks at you outside the screen.
When reading this paragraph, you may be thinking, am I not reading a novel? How could the characters in the novel see me?
"No offense intended...just saying hi."
This time, only you can hear the blood dragon's voice.
"Yes, I can see you, I can see...you. Although your number is very few...but thank you."
"You have bought a lot of time for this world."
"Because of your gaze, observers have to continue to write the history of this world."
"Although this world is very chaotic, but... I like this world."
"I'm sorry... I still need you to help me buy a little more time..."
"please……"
The blood dragon's eyes seemed to be praying to you outside the screen, but you didn't respond to him, or in other words, you couldn't respond to him, right?
It seems that there are things that the omnipotent time traveler cannot do... Hehe, so what if he breaks the fourth wall? They can't answer your prayers, blood dragon.
It's a pity that the blood dragon can't hear my words... So, let's turn our attention back to the performance site.
As if he noticed something was wrong with the blood dragon's mood, Dylan stepped forward suspiciously, preparing to ask him to put away the floating warhead. After all, Dylan himself had never seen this kind of magic prop. But the blood dragon's eyes suddenly became clear, and then he waved his hand.
Warheads were scattered all over the place.
Several warheads fell off the stage and were snapped up by the audience. However, when a lucky spectator grabbed the warhead, he discovered that it was just an ordinary warhead with no special device and no blinding method...
Huh... Of course there's nothing special about the bullets in the gun.
Blood Dragon only used his powerful telekinesis to control the bullets. When the peak of telekinesis and his own speed reached the level of Blood Dragon, let alone controlling bullets, he could experience bullet time himself...
The audience who discovered the truth almost screamed hoarse. At this time, in the center of Dubai, one could only hear the crazy audience shouting the Chinese name, English name, and various nicknames of the blood dragon...
But, gradually, the audience's shouts became surprisingly unanimous.
Praise to the magicians of the East.