As the black fist collided with the silver rapier, the "Destroyer"'s "exoskeleton" mixed with carapace and horn, which made everyone present helpless, began to melt and burn like a candle.
Following the shrill roar of the "ancient evil demon", countless fine, dust-like gray-black debris scattered from its body surface as if fleeing, but were shrouded and absorbed by thicker jet-black smoke.
Not even a single bit has been leaked.
"Well done, Professor Vision," Professor
"Vision" did not respond, only part of the black smoke changed shape in mid-air, making a "√" pattern.
"Next," Professor
"Are we just, extra points?" Moriarty was about to argue out of habit, but found that there seemed to be no need to argue.
"Professor, you didn't leave any homework~" Sherlock raised his hand.
"Hogwarts does not stipulate which demon god the students' magic power comes from. The default choice is 'Vishandi' simply because his power is more neutral and peaceful, and the conditions are also very loose - as long as more people
Just understand the greatness of magic." Professor
"
"...I'm aware of this kind of thing." Moriarty slightly slowed down the speed of condensing the dark aura.
"So," Sherlock tilted his head to look at him and said with a bit of ridicule: "Your behavior is that you think the school's free lunch is not delicious, so you spent money to go out to find a restaurant to eat?"
"Don't use Watson's foodie metaphor." Moriarty rolled his eyes.
"However, Mr. Moriarty's behavior still caused some potential threats," Professor
The 'Evil of the Void' then descended into the possessed incarnation as 'consciousness', and previously gave Mr. Moriarty 'power'. They complement each other and have met the conditions for the arrival of its 'body', and this 'arrival' does not
Mr. Moriarty’s consent is required.”
"..." Moriarty was in a daze for a moment, and his movements to restrain the dark aura paused for two seconds.
"However, Odin, the 'Lord of Asgard', is sitting in the arena, so he probably won't 'come' casually." Sherlock interjected.
"That's right," Professor
——
"Mr. Principal!"
"That 'Doomsday' is alive again!"
"What to do? Kill him? With my mace?"
While Professor
"No, wait, don't do anything yet." Professor
At this time, the exoskeleton carapace on the "Destroyer's" body had completely dissolved into a puddle of asphalt-like black mud, revealing a middle-aged man wearing a tattered gray-black battle suit with vague characteristics of a bat.
Perhaps because the battle was too fierce, his helmet had disappeared, revealing a tough face. Although his brown hair was messy and his short beard looked like it had not been trimmed for a long time, he still had extraordinary charm.
.
Different from the previous state when it was full of madness and violence, the "Destroyer" without its carapace seemed to have lost its soul, looking ahead with empty eyes and motionless.
"Eh...this guy looks familiar?" Sherlock, who was observing from a distance, said in a low voice.
"What, you traveled hundreds of thousands of years ago?" Moriarty routinely taunted.
"Remember, this is not the Daredevil who is active in Hell's Kitchen, no, Clinton District? His name seems to be Matt Murdock?"
"That's great. Anyone who offends the Fisk family will be thrown back hundreds of thousands of years ago and become a monster."
"Can you stop holding on to me for hundreds of thousands of years?"
"Okay, whoever messes with the vice principal will become a teaching material."
"There seems to be a problem... No. How do you know the identity of the vice-principal?"
"Hmph, don't underestimate the Moriarty family."
Sherlock seemed to be choked by Moriarty's answer. After looking around for a while, he tilted his head thoughtfully.
"What's the situation now? Mr. Principal?" Sif, who was hovering in mid-air on a silver Pegasus, landed on the ground, drove away the three warriors of Asgard who were discussing taking action, and then asked Professor X.
"Unfortunately, all the wisdom of this 'ontology' has been eroded by the monster called 'The Destroyer', and it is impossible to inquire." Professor
Power will eventually be counterattacked by powerful forces, and even self-awareness will disappear."
——You see, I said he is a teaching material.
——Yes, yes, everything you said is correct.
"Well..." Sif looked at the two completely uneducated teenagers over there, "I mean, is it possible to kill this monster that can be reborn as long as it has one cell? If you continue to stay,
Looking at him, in the words of Midgard, 'The night is too long and there are many dreams.'"
"Not yet, maybe 'others' can, but not this one," Professor
'Very similar, I think you should know very well what will happen after an Æsir warrior dies in battle and returns to the Hall of Valor to be reborn, Miss Sif."
"They will return to the last 'recorded' state and retain their memories of their lifetime...ah." Sif suddenly understood in the middle of her answer.
"It's just as you guessed," Professor
With the 'immunity' you have worked so hard to achieve twelve times, no one can guarantee that someone with 'divine power' will be nearby."
"Then what is your suggestion?"
"My suggestion is to imprison him for the time being and let Odin handle it himself."
