Her faith was quickly emptied, and the witch finally stopped struggling on the ground.
She gasped for breath and stared at the two people in front of her. The viciousness in her eyes seemed to be about to spew out.
Luke, however, simply observed her reaction before he asked, "Is this thing really effective? How long? "
Tony, who was also studying the material in front of him, said casually, "As long as it's under control and the components aren't damaged, it should be able to run normally for three to five years. However, her mental signals will be completely disrupted, including excretion and eating. You know what I mean. "
Luke sniffed, and didn't smell any excretion. "It seems that witches don't need to eat or excrete."
Tony said, "Then she's lucky."
As Luke and Tony spoke, a helicopter in the sky cast a searchlight down.
From the moment the witch was captured, the thick fog, which had no energy supply, disappeared as quickly as it came.
In the time it took to say a few words, it dissipated at an extraordinary speed, leaving behind only a faintly discernible layer.
A team of people were already running over.
Luke said, "She's mine."
Tony hesitated for a moment. "Are you sure? Why don't you just kill her here and do what you did just now? "
It wasn't that he didn't want to hand the witch over to Big Dipper, but that he wasn't sure if Big Dipper could properly take care of such an old witch.
Luke shook his head. "I can't kill her. Part of her body isn't here. Destroying this body will only make her break free from our control, and she'll be reborn in another body. That might take years or even decades. We can't keep an eye on her all the time. "
Tony frowned. "Where's the rest of her body?"
Luke turned his head. "Why don't you ask them and see if they're willing to hand over the rest of her body?"
Looking at the team running over, Tony's face turned cold. "Don't even think about it. They're from the Heavenly Eye Society, the American government's department that specializes in collecting these things."
Luke said, "The witch is mine."
Tony nodded.
Their conversation had taken place in a private channel, and nobody else knew that they had reached an agreement.
Almost all the people who ran over stopped thirty meters away and hid behind the houses, not daring to come any closer.
Only one person ran seven or eight meters away, slowed down, and shouted, "I'm Rick Flegg, a major in the US Army. Mr. Stark, Mr. Big Dipper, thank you for your efforts in helping us complete our mission. "
Tony said nothing.
The people behind these people were rather annoying, and he could not be bothered to argue with them. Handing the wok over to Big Spoon was the best choice.
Luke picked up the witch who was still twitching on the ground and looked at Flegg. "Mine."
Stunned for a moment, Flegg then maintained a serious expression. "Mr. Big Dipper, she's a fugitive that we're doing our best to capture. Please hand her over to us."
Boom!
Flames spewed out, the airflow scattered, and the thrusters on his back suddenly took the witch into the night sky.
Flegg heard an indifferent voice come from the air. "I caught it. It's mine."
“WTF！” Flegg's eyes widened as he watched the flames turn and quickly disappear into a spot of light on the western horizon.
He subconsciously looked at Tony. "Mr. Stark …"
Boom! Swoosh!
There was an even louder explosion, and the half-destroyed Hulk armor rose into the air. "I didn't catch her. It's none of my business. Go find him yourself if you can."
The huge armor quickly flew eastward and soon disappeared without a trace.
Flegg: "… F * ck you!"
While he cursed to his heart's content, Flegg could only obediently maintain order and inform the rescue team to come as soon as possible.
Half an hour later, he heard one strange thing after another reported by his soldiers.
"Boss, the metal cone is gone. There are only a few fragments left."
"Boss, the body of the second Nightmare has completely disappeared. We didn't find any remains."
"Boss, Iron Man and the Bat team did not leave any important armor wreckage."
Flegg put his hand to his forehead. "Then what happened to you?"
Faced with this soul-piercing interrogation, all his soldiers were silent. A moment later, one of them smiled bitterly. "We found a lot of survivors."
Flegg sighed helplessly. "Then try to save them. Don't cause any more trouble."
…
Half an hour earlier, when Flegg's subordinates had just started maintaining order in Daxi City, Luke had flown more than ten kilometers with the witch. He activated the stealth system and landed in a forest.
Entering an abandoned cabin in the forest, he asked Tony as Batman, "Can you increase the power of your jammer?"
Tony instantly replied, "Find the knob on the reactor, say the password 'Iron Man is cool,' and turn it clockwise. That'll increase the jammer's effect."
Luke: "… You're really cool."
Tony was satisfied. "Hoho, good that you know."
Silently making an international gesture at the tycoon, Luke cut off the communication and surrounded the witch with annihilation energy to prevent her from escaping easily.
Then, he slowly increased the power of the jammer according to the tycoon's instructions.
The witch, who had already been quiet, instantly sat up and suddenly … did a split on the ground.
Luke's lips twitched. Looking at the witch, who was forced to bend down by the jammer's tentacles, he became even more suspicious. Was this thing going to be used for revenge?
Otherwise, why did the split look so familiar?
But on second thought, whether it was a mental detector or a mental jammer, they were actually most effective against witches.
That was also why her spells were so strange and difficult to deal with, but she had suffered under Luke and Tony's combined efforts tonight.
It wasn't that the witch was weak, but that Tony had taken note of her.
Luke was petty, and so was the tycoon.
Last time at the subway station, he had been defeated by the witch, and hadn't even had a chance to make a move.
When he had rushed over tonight, Tony had specially brought an "anti-witch suit" with him in mind.
Otherwise, it would have been impossible for Luke to seriously injure her on his own, but to capture her alive was impossible.
Thinking that, he looked at the witch, whose eyes had already turned white, and had an idea.
Her mind had been severely damaged by her faith, and with the input of the maximum power of the mental jammer, the witch's consciousness finally couldn't take it anymore, and she fell into a daze. She was finally taken in by Space 2.
Luke was relieved.
He had tested it several times when he had flown over with the witch, but she still retained some of her consciousness and couldn't be taken into Space 2.
Now, Tony's jammer was the last straw that broke the other party's mental defense.
After throwing the witch into the special little black room in Space 2, Luke finally heaved a long sigh of relief. Finally, he had taken care of this troublesome old witch.
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