A foreigner's journey

The moonlight in Los Angeles was still obscured by clouds and fog tonight, but as this intruder appeared, the clouds in the night sky also dispersed automatically.

The moonlight fell down, reflecting the appearance of the intruder.

This is a tall and thin middle-aged man. He has long gray hair that reaches his shoulders. His cheekbones are protruding due to his thinness. He has a high nose bridge and deep eye sockets. His thin lips are tightly pursed. A pair of iron-colored pupils exude The light haze is shocking, and screw-style earrings are worn on the earlobes of both ears.

This person was wearing a black leather windbreaker with a long hem, and underneath were an army green camouflage uniform and high-top military boots.

Of note is the spiral pattern tattoo on the left side of his neck.

At this time, the moonlight in front of the intruder changed colors, forming illusory German characters that only he could see.

[Since you spend cosmic crystals to track a stranger and enter this world, this world does not provide any random tasks. You will get a chance to leave this world freely after 7 days. 】

[Please note that you must be in a relatively static state for 10 seconds when leaving the world. Once the break is interrupted, the act of leaving the world will enter a 3600-second cooling period. 】

[You can spend 200 World Fire points to force yourself out of this world at any time. 】

[The current world pressure level is - 6]

[Wish you a happy trip, stranger. 】

"Level 6 world pressure is really an active world."

The man let out a hoarse chuckle, talking to himself and waving his hand to disperse the light curtain:

"Without further ado, let's go."

He stretched out his right hand and spread it palm upward. A straight line of blue glow appeared in the palm of his hand, and the straight line expanded to both sides.

Accompanied by the crackling sound of electricity, a square door to another dimension opened in the palm of his hand.

Uh-huh!

A black shadow sprang out from his palm. When it sprang out from his palm, the shape of the black shadow fit the size of a man's hand. However, in the next second, the black shadow rapidly enlarged and turned into a fifteen-meter-long silver metal shuttle. This strange-looking metal creation broke through the clouds at an incredible speed and flew rapidly out of the atmosphere.

There is no doubt that this weird silver metal shuttle can perfectly cope with the high temperature when it breaks out of the atmosphere. The intense high temperature did not even leave a slight scorch mark on the silver shell on its surface.

As soon as it flew out of the atmosphere and entered the universe, the silver shuttle couldn't wait to start transforming.

The shell cracked and rotated, and the silver shuttle turned into a robot with three auxiliary wings in less than a second. Its whole body was like an unpainted steel cast. In the center of the body was a huge jet and three auxiliary wings. There is also a small injection port on each.

This huge robot flew straight towards a satellite spray-painted with an American flag pattern. As soon as it touched the satellite, a large number of metal probe arms and optical fibers protruded from its body and entangled on the satellite like octopus tentacles.

The satellite immediately became a prisoner of this robot. Not only that, all the American satellites connected to its signal fell at the same time.

A ferocious insect-like head protruded from the top of the robot's body. The metal insect's mouthparts collided continuously, transmitting its own signal to the bottom:

"The sound waves are in place and beginning to take over satellite signals throughout the United States. Long live Pluto!"

This robot is undoubtedly Soundwave, the chief communications and intelligence officer of the Decepticons in the movie version of "Transformers".

Under its control, all information pulse waves in the United States are controlled by it. All information useful to its master is intercepted and sorted into categories for transmission to its master. There are also a large number of fabricated false signals. Released for camouflage.

It only took five seconds for the United States to unknowingly cut off all connections with the outside world and become an information island.

On the roof of the Federal Bank Building in downtown Los Angeles, the man closed his eyes and murmured:

"The seventh God-Slayer, Prince of the Star Sea, Heather... really doesn't pretend at all. He is indeed a typical newcomer. Soundwave, you know what to do."

【clear. 】

Allowing Sound Wave to develop on its own, the man suddenly turned his head and looked behind him: "Finally, are you the God Killer of North America?"

At the edge of the roof behind the man, 'Pluto' John Pluto Smith stood there in full armor, with an iron mask blocking out all expressions:

"A guy I've never seen before, a magician?"

"Warlock...a rather new title." The man showed a warm smile, put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, and turned to face John Pluto Smith, the 'Pluto':

"I am not a magician, nor a god-killer, nor the god of disobedience as you may have guessed.

I have one and only one name, a title given to me by friends and enemies. Please call me - [Pluto]. "

Opposite him, John Pluto Smith, also known as 'Pluto', was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud: "So, is it because he covets my kingship that he comes to challenge you? Your challenge, I John Pluto Smith accepted!”

John suddenly unfolded his cloak and said loudly in a theatrical style:

"Now that things have happened, it's too late to regret! Let me, John Pluto Smith, the 'King of Hades', grant you a gorgeous death!"

The monstrous momentum of the God Killer forms a substantial impact, and the power unique to John is mobilizing his magical power.

As [Pluto], who was the first to bear the brunt of such a powerful momentum, his expression did not change at all.

He raised his right hand and gently hooked his index finger: "Okay, let's start with you and let me experience the level of the world's top combat power. However, your opponent is not me..."

Buzz—!

A fierce spot of light shone behind Pluto, and the space doors were pulled open one after another, and weird figures walked out one after another.

The left arm is a huge dragon head, the whole body is covered in ferocious red armor, and there is a huge robot with lava-like orange-red wings behind it.

An Asian boy wearing ordinary children's clothes with slightly raised hair.

A mechanical giant with a ferocious red one-eye and a body made of sharp metal.

A tall mechanical life with a body composed of red and blue tones.

There are two huge cannon barrels on each shoulder, and a mechanical Tyrannosaurus with sharp claws.

In addition, there are more black figures waiting for orders on the other side of the space door.

A large amount of sharp metal rose up behind Pluto and quickly formed an Iron Throne. He sat on the Iron Throne and let the throne lift him up into the air. He looked down at John and his hoarse voice echoed over the city of Los Angeles:

"From now on, you will face the Iron Legion under my command. Just use your full strength, God Killer, and don't worry that the city you protect will be destroyed."

"What, are you going to fight somewhere else?"

"Don't get me wrong. What I mean is... there is no way you can protect your city from the guns of the Iron Legion."

Pluto rested his chin on one hand and sat lazily on the Iron Throne:

"So please concentrate your full attention on this challenge, young Godslayer."