Demacia in American comics

Quico was right, Polly was indeed targeted by the gang, because from the time he started patrolling to the time he clocked out and was about to go home, he felt spied on more than once during this period.

But Polly doesn't care at all, because in his impression there are no powerful gangsters in this world.

Apparently, he seemed to have forgotten something important.

That evening, Polly and Charles had dinner at the manor.

The two chatted while eating, but mostly it was Charles talking and Polly eating.

Although he left the earth for less than 10 days, he only felt the deliciousness of the food here after returning. Although it was somewhat different from the food in Asgard, there were many kinds on earth, and there was one that he could never forget. Feel.

This was the first big meal since returning, and Polly was very satisfied.

"Every time I watch you eat, I always have the illusion that this is a royal banquet. After all, few people can make an ordinary dinner so delicious."

Charles quipped as he saw Polly devouring the food.

Polly was chewing and taking a sip of red wine. He ate too quickly and choked.

"Thank you for your compliment, Charles. I have to thank you for the wine and food. They let me know that I still need a reason to fight."

Charles laughed and shook his head.

Polly really hasn't changed at all. He is still the same as he was before.

Then he thought of business and said seriously

"Polly, the teacher I told you about before is back to see me, and she has bad news."

In the middle of the meal, Polly just took another sip of red wine. He raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Your teacher, is he the fortune teller you mentioned before?"

Charles nodded:

"Yes, she is a mysterious and powerful mage. Every prediction she makes comes true. This time she told me that the world's disaster is about to come, so I should prepare in advance."

Polly was shocked when he heard this. He originally thought that Charles had met the kind of charlatan and money-making master, but he didn't expect that he had such ability.

But is this person just making it up, or does he really know something?

Polly thought for a moment and asked:

"What did she say?"

"She just told me that the world's disaster was about to come, and told me not to be too careless. If I was defeated, I could still seek her help."

Polly thought thoughtfully, and this sounded fine. He also knew that in half a year, Loki would come with Kirita soldiers to capture the earth.

But before the plot really comes, he, a prophet, cannot guarantee that the plot will not change at all.

But what this man said was so true that Polly had to be suspicious, and he asked again:

"What does this mysterious person look like? Have you seen her face?"

Charles answered directly without any pause:

"The teacher wears an orange gown all year round, and she has no hair. Her eyes are wise. She can see through your past and future with just one look at you."

It’s still her who wears an orange gown and has a bald head

shit

Who else could this be besides Ancient One?

Polly suddenly looked strange and asked:

"Didn't your teacher tell you her name?"

Charles shook his head:

"No, the teacher is very mysterious and speaks philosophically. He is a real master. She didn't say anything, and I didn't ask."

"Okay, I have to admit that what your teacher said makes sense and is very similar to my opinion. Although I have some knowledge of prediction, I am not at the level of your teacher. I think you should pay attention to it."

Polly shamelessly put money on his face while getting close:

"If you are free, you can introduce us to each other. I have always been very interested in such mysterious people."

Charles nodded, not surprised at all. The teacher was mysterious and powerful. I believe anyone who has seen him would be attracted to him. It is normal for Polly to have this request.

"By the way, Polly, you have to pay attention, there seem to be a lot of people asking for news about you recently."

Polly smiled, showing his white teeth:

"I've known this for a long time, but it doesn't matter. I will make all those with evil intentions come home in vain."

.....

The day after returning from Charles's house, Polly's Dawn Sword was consigned. The two workers who transported the goods took the sword out of the car. They could clearly see that the tires had changed from their original compressed state to back to normal. Arrived normal.

You can imagine its weight.

Looking at the sweaty workers, Polly tipped generously.

When I moved my things home, I didn't even unpack them and threw them aside. Anyway, I could take them out with a wave of my hand.

With this summoning function, Polly eliminates the trouble of carrying a big sword with him, which makes it much easier.

He got off work as usual that night and just drove onto the familiar alley of his home. But today, the intersection was blocked by a parked truck.

Polly had to get out of the car and planned to go over to talk and ask someone to move the car.

It was at this time that several people with evil eyes came out from several intersections of the trail.

There were at least a dozen people.

At this time, Polly still didn't know that this was a trap designed for him.

But now he was not in a hurry. He simply sat down in front of the car and asked:

"I don't know any of you, do you have any advice?"

None of the strong men who gathered around said anything, and then a familiar voice appeared behind them:

"No, no, no, Demacians, we know each other and have met before. Have you forgotten me?"

The voice sounded familiar to Polly, but she couldn't remember who it was.

After the crowd separated, a man with an arrogant face and a haughty expression walked out from behind. When Polly saw it, he was happy. Isn't this the man with flowery arms who was beaten to the ground before and dared not get up?

He laughed:

"Well, it seems that the lesson I gave you last time was not enough. It didn't make you reflect on yourself deeply. There is also a hairy chest monster."

The flower-armed man became furious when he heard what Polly said.

If the hairy chest monster hadn't left, his status might be higher now, and he wouldn't be as tired as a dog every day. He sneered:

"Go ahead and speak quickly. When you lie on the ground begging for mercy later, I hope you can be so sharp-tongued."

Polly shook his head. Of course he could see that this group of people were much better in quality and ability than the previous group of speedsters, but for him now, it was still a matter of delivering food.

He moved his hand.

Immediately afterwards, a sound was heard piercing the air, and a silver light was so eye-catching in the evening that many people who saw it thought it was an alien spacecraft.

Then everyone was stunned and saw a wide and big sword in Polly's hand. This big sword exuded a faint green fluorescence in the dark night, which further highlighted its extraordinaryness.

Polly's cold face looked full of momentum in the reflection of the sword:

"I'm in a hurry to go home for dinner, let's all join in."

The arrogance in his words made everyone else present feel angry.

Without waiting for anyone's orders, the nearest strong man rushed up with a weapon. Judging from his posture, he planned to hit Polly's head with one blow.

When other people saw someone coming, they also surrounded and attacked.

Polly narrowed his eyes, could he not seize this opportunity?

He swung the Dawn Sword horizontally, and then activated Judgment E and the slag effect. In an instant, all the people around him were knocked off their feet by the attack power from this powerful sword.

The people who were swept away were all lying on the ground unable to move. They were probably too seriously injured.

Polly didn't even blink after the show, and said calmly:

"That's it"