My Little Pony: Another World Adventure

Latan chatted with Haruto on the phone for a few words, said good night to Cassandra, and then hung up.

It has been confirmed that the silver can that Spider-Man saw is Kamen Rider Saber, so his identity as a time traveler is almost certain.

According to Haruto, a Kamen Rider fan, the power of Saber comes from "sword and book". The sword is the tool and weapon for Saber to transform into Kamen Rider, and the book is the power that Saber can draw and borrow.

For example, the silver can mentioned by Spider-Man is the enhanced form of Kamen Rider Saber transformed by using the holy sword blade driver containing the "Flame Sword Fiery" and the legendary divine beast book "Dragon Knight Fantasy Driving Book".

此形态下，假面骑士圣刃拥有26.7吨拳力、48.9吨踢力、跳跃高度50.2m、速度100m/2.7s的面板，简直强悍得……

A bit too weak.

Even in the unarmored state, the data panel of Wardenal made by Latan is only slightly lower than that of Kamen Rider Saber. If he wears the Holy Shield Type Magic Armor, Kamen Rider Saber will have no advantage except for speed.

However, according to current intelligence, the only way for humans who have been mutated into book demons to separate from the magic book without endangering their lives is to use the flaming sword Reihe in the hands of Kamen Rider Saber.

I must obtain this technology, whether the Holy Blade is willing or not.

The ring turned into a magic wand, and Latan pointed at the wall at the entrance of Kal'tsit's laboratory: "Floo Appearance."

Magical light shone, and the brick and stone walls flowed like melted wax, denting to form a fireplace tall enough for Latan to walk into without lowering his head. A blazing green fire burned in the empty hearth, and an unauthorized and illegal Floo Network port appeared in an alley in Manhattan.

As one of the few ways for wizards to travel, the Floo Network does not require a lot of training and courage from its users like a broomstick. All it needs is a handful of shiny Floo powder and a clear place name, so that one can travel long or short distances in any fireplace connected to the Floo Network without violating the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy or taking any risk of serious injury.

However, although serious accidents rarely occur in the Floo Network, it still cannot completely avoid the occurrence of erroneous transmissions.

Latan once read in a wizard magazine:

One day, a witch had a big fight with her husband, so she jumped into the fireplace in the living room, crying and hiccuping, saying, "I want to go back to my mother's home."

Her husband felt guilty and regretful, so he went to his mother-in-law's house, hoping that his wife would forgive him for raising a horse-shaped water monster in the bathtub. But the mother-in-law strangely told the husband that her daughter had never come back.

The shocked husband searched every corner of his mother-in-law's house and all the places he knew his wife liked to go. He also posted a large number of missing person notices and published an apology article to his wife in the Daily Prophet.

But it was all in vain. No one knew where his wife was, and no one saw her emerge from any fireplace. It was as if she had evaporated from the face of the earth.

It was not until 20 years later, after her husband had passed away, that the witch reappeared in the public eye. It turned out that she did not clearly say the place name, which led to her appearing in the fireplace of Myron Ozehouse (homonymous with my mother's house). Myron Ozehouse was a handsome wizard who gently received the witch with tears and ashes on her face, and fell in love with her at first sight.

At the end of this mis-transmission accident, when Latan read that the witch, Myron and their seven children stood at their husband's grave to mourn, he couldn't help but sigh - "You British are more conservative than the Germans in words, but you are more extravagant than the French in reality."

But none of this mattered. The Red Lion only cared about whether his men could use the Floo Network to complete the tasks he assigned with greater efficiency. After adding the same "Muggle Expulsion" and "Apparition Ban" signs as those at Hogwarts to the fireplace, the Water Company he founded officially took root in Manhattan.

Before you go back, bring some gifts to Dante, Colin and the others...

Latan walked out of the alley and strolled down the street. His features and body shape were well concealed by magic. To the citizens, he was just an ordinary young man with red hair. At best, he had a bit of arrogance and looked superior (in a physical sense).

At night, Manhattan is full of homeless people living in tents and cardboard box huts, but there are more brightly lit shops than homeless people. Cars drive through the streets arrogantly, sending their owners to dens of prostitution and mercilessly splashing sewage on the homeless people who are indulging in the pleasure of marijuana.

After walking only two blocks, Latan was intercepted by eight street prostitutes. These women spoke with South American or Eastern European accents and had a suffocating smell of perfume. They coiled around him like pythons eyeing their prey, selling their bodies at prices cheaper than at a clearance sale.

They are not stupid. Their blurred but alert eyes patrolled the suit created by the Red Lion with magic. They spit out blatant and naked words of temptation and thought about how to squeeze money from this lone traveler who seemed to have no worries about food and clothing. It would be even better if they could develop him into a regular customer, which would be equivalent to picking up a meal ticket for free.

Latan frowned, pulled out a piece of parchment from his pocket, and silently cast a confusion spell to confuse the sight of these streetwalkers: "Ladies, although it is not my working hours now, if you continue to harass a policeman on vacation, I will have to check your passports and residence permits."

The confusion spell took effect. The streetwalkers turned pale in front of the "police officer's ID" that Latan took out. They cursed in a low voice in languages ​​​​from all over the world and quickly hid in the shadows on the street, fearing that the "police" would arrest them and lock them up for a few days.

Being deported back to their original countries is a small matter, but they don't want to live a hard life without the nourishment of drugs.

The golden lion emerged, its curved claws slightly piercing into Latan's shoulder. Lion El'Jonson stared at the backs of these women, and from his throat, which had never laughed before, he squeezed out a ruthless comment: "Scum..."

"Come on, Big Brother." Latan, hiding the spirit form of the golden lion, stopped in front of the window of a chocolate shop and leaned over to look at the caffeine products that were artificially given the meaning of "love" and "romance". "It's not like you haven't been to the lower level of the hive. Compared with the daily lives of those mortals in the lower hive, these girls who smuggled here to sell their bodies are already saints who are merciful and help the world."

"That was twenty-eight thousand years later!" the lion roared, "Don't use the standards of that dark age to judge the era you live in now! Humanity should not fall, not in the future, and even less now!"

Latan muttered quietly: "As expected, people become more talkative as they get older..."

The golden lion's eyes suddenly became dangerous: "What did you say?"

"I said you are right." Latan blocked the lion's mouth with sincerity. He pushed open the glass door of the chocolate shop and asked the flamboyant male clerk for a box of Cassandra's favorite mint chocolate. When he reached into his pocket to take out the money, his heart was instantly shocked.

broken!

All I have on me are wizard's Galleons and British pounds, not a single cent!

Oh my god, I don't need money at school on a regular basis, and Lucius takes care of any money I need outside of school. I, who have never done any housework, actually forgot to exchange pounds into dollars.

The frivolous male clerk flirted with the stiff Latan: "Handsome man, the total is $21.86. Do you want to pay by credit card or cash?"

Latan took out his cell phone and selected Kal'tsit's number: "Wait a minute, I'll make a call and have someone send the money over..."

"I'll pay for it."

A hand that seemed too white to be real placed a $50 bill on the counter. Along with the sound that was clearer and sweeter than a lark was the scent of water lilies that made Latan's pupils shrink.

The owner of the hand smiled at the red lion. His face was beautiful enough to make stone cry. His long and smooth blond hair was braided into a dignified and elegant braid on one side. Under his almost transparent golden eyelashes were a pair of eyes as clear as crystal. This pair of eyes, which contained rich emotions, looked deeply at General Shatterstar: "Long time no see, Latarn."

Latan looked into those eyes expressionlessly: "How dare you appear in front of me, Michaela."

The visitor was the son of Marika and Radagon, the twin brother of Malenia, a demigod born with the power of charm - Pure Gold Michaela!

The charm she possessed was irresistible to the minds of mortals. The male clerk behind the counter had been deeply immersed in Michaela's charm and beauty, and he had forgotten his job of collecting money and giving change. He just stared at the figure of the blond demigod crazily, and fell into extreme pleasure.

Michaela tilted her head slightly, looked at Latarn's cold face innocently, and said aggrievedly: "How can you be so cold to me?"

"Yes, why? It can't be that you sent Marenia to fight me to the death in order to become a god, and in the end she was corroded even more severely by the scarlet corruption, so that I didn't die as you expected, but became an aimless and inhuman beast instead?"

Latan's ridicule did not make Mikaela show the slightest shame. The petite and weak pure gold smiled and said, "Marlennia is not worthy of being my king, but she is a very useful sword. The only one who can start an era of love with me is you, the powerful and gentle General Shattering Star. You and I are a unique match made in heaven."

"You just make me feel disgusted." Latan did not hide his indifference and disgust. "You keep talking about love, but you treat your brothers and sisters as tools. Michaela, you hypocrite, be thankful. Be thankful that this is not a suitable place for fighting, otherwise you will definitely pay the price for what you have done."

"Is it because of the mortals living in this city?" Mikaela smiled and shook her head. "Latan, you really haven't changed at all. As a demigod, you are far superior to these poor weaklings. But you still care about their life and death, care about their feelings, and are willing to impose constraints on yourself. This is the kind of person I admire you for... Becoming my king and worshipping me as your god is your only choice."

At this moment, Michaela's temperament suddenly changed, from weak to arrogant without any transition. Billions of lives are nothing more than slaves and tools of pure gold. The majesty of the god-man is fully displayed: "The era of the golden tree must come to an end, and the old laws can only be buried in the dung. I will usher in an era of love and mercy, Latan, and only you, who have become a king, can stand shoulder to shoulder with me in this era. Only, you."

There was a bursting pain in his right eye. Thousands of purple lightnings like fire and flames were leaping on Latan's body. His skin turned deep blood red. His magnetic field and psychic power were rotating at the same time. "No law can restrain humans, and no god can be above humans. Michaela, if I don't agree to become your king, are you going to let Marenia kill me again?"

Michaela's eyes moved slightly: "This question is not important."

"Then answer me." With his red hair dancing wildly and a magnetic emblem appearing, Latan roared like thunder, "Yes, no, yes?"

Pure Gold's smile disappeared. His beautiful face was as cold as ice, and a desperate look appeared in his clear eyes: "You have become stronger, Latan, stronger than I thought... It's okay to tell you. If the plan doesn't go as I imagined, I will charm Marenia again and let her become 'Micaela's Blade' again."

At the moment when Michaela said the word "charm", Latan felt a strong emotion bursting out in his heart, like a flood hitting a dam. This emotion that was by no means natural was trying to break down the Red Lion's defenses so that the soul would surrender to the "love" of pure gold!