202 Asgard (6,000 Words Chapter, Please Subscribe)

"Okay, man, it seems that you don't like to hear these things from me, but I hope you can still hold a gun by then."

Nick Fury glanced at the gunshot wound on his leg, then grinned and kept silent.

He picked up a piece of toast from the table and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Go away, don't delay me from enjoying the happiness of my family."

Frank drove the guest away directly. He shouldn't be too accommodating to the bad guests.

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"I say, what exactly do you do here? Why is there a wizard?"

Tony looked at Bul-Kathos in front of him, and finally couldn't help asking out his doubts.

Generally speaking, Tony's questions can be answered, the only difference is the length of time.

Bul-Kathos took a bottle of red wine from the cabinet, knocked off the bottle mouth and poured it into his mouth.

The sour taste in the bottle made him frown. If he hadn't never wasted food, he would probably pour this wine into the toilet.

This is the wine that Ancient One found and said to be a treasured collection of thousands of years. It is said that it was taken from a monastery.

Let alone the vintage, the brewing process of this wine is not very good.

It tastes like sour juice with a bit of bitterness.

"This is just a simple blacksmith shop. If you want anything, you can customize it."

Bulkaiso waved and let the killer monkey squat on his shoulder. This monkey, who had recovered his nature, needed some time to adapt to this new body. Staying by his side would save him from having to clean up after returning.

After all, the killer monkey's fighting power is not something that ordinary gangsters can resist.

"Where are you going?"

Tony climbed down from the skull on the hood of the car and shouted to Bulkaiso.

This car is not like ordinary vehicles that can easily open the hood, or as long as the strength is strong enough, there is no hood that cannot be opened.

But Tony obviously doesn't have that much strength.

If he doesn't solve his curiosity today, he will definitely not be able to sleep at night. So he asked about Bulkaiso's whereabouts.

"Go around the city."

Bulkeso answered casually, then locked the shop door with his own hands, and walked towards the city center without looking back.

Ever since he came into contact with Auriel's power, he always felt that other archangels might have chosen their favorites, and maybe there would be some unexpected surprises if he went around more often.

After all, those guys would not be in a strange world without any news, after all, the philosophy of the archangels determined that they would not be unknown.

"Is this car for sale?"

Tony shouted to Bulkeso who was walking away, but got no answer.

Maybe it was because the voice was too low and it was completely inaudible.

However, his mobile phone rang at this time.

"Tony has a military weapons demonstration that requires you to attend in person. You won't disappoint Uncle Obadiah, right?"

Obadiah's tone was teasing, but he was extremely nervous.

He had planned to do something to obtain all of Stark Industries, but before that he had to deal with Tony who "knew the inside story".

"Well, I always need to do this kind of thing. After all, the Jericho missile is a work that I am more satisfied with."

Tony didn't feel that there was any problem here. After all, the military was his big customer, and personally coming out would help increase orders.

A scientist, in addition to doing research, will only feel satisfied when his achievements are widely recognized.

Not to mention that Tony is a somewhat vain guy. Why not pretend to be big? .

For him, pretending to be a big deal that can bring a sense of accomplishment is only meaningful when facing a group of people with higher status.

After answering the phone, Tony said a few simple words, turned around and got in his car and walked towards the company.

Although he is always cynical, he will still restrain his temper a little for some important things.

Although he didn't get the answer he wanted, he often treated those who visited him in this way. Tony has no right to dislike others for not respecting him enough.

Because most people don't respect him as a person, but his money.

Just after the two men left the blacksmith shop one after another, a homeless man carrying a broken wooden sign walked to the door of Burkeso's blacksmith shop.

After observing the surrounding environment for a while, he sat directly on the bench outside the door, looking at the blood stains on the pickup truck, wondering what he was thinking.

The stubble and the messy golden hair made this guy look a little haggard, and the long windbreaker covered his thin body, which looked particularly inconsistent.

He was just a homeless man, and nothing he wore would be strange.

Burkeso walked on the road, not caring that he had become the focus of attention of passers-by.

With a height of more than two meters and a sturdy figure, plus a monkey clinging to his head and looking around, Burkeso became the most conspicuous existence along the way.

Not long after walking, he arrived at the city center. Burkeso looked at a tall fat man getting off a car far ahead.

A high-end suit covered his entire body tightly, and people could only notice his huge size.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

Hitman Monkey felt a little uneasy when he saw that guy, and Bulkaso smelled a mixed stench.

Wilson Fisk, also known as Kingpin.

He has committed countless crimes. As the underground emperor of New York, this guy controls more than 80% of the criminal channels in the city.

But he has not been doing well recently.

First, his partners were attacked by the Punisher, and then most of his subordinates were targeted by those agents.

His most capable subordinate, Bullseye, has not been heard from since he went out once, which makes him wonder if Bullseye has betrayed him or is dead.

The worst thing is that he can't get a response even if he wants to ask what happened.

Those big men who never hesitate to take money are avoiding him one by one, and even visiting him in person can't see anyone.

This deaf-like state puts him under great pressure.

In fact, this is not surprising. After all, after the gang was involved with Hydra, not dragging him down directly was already considered by those "big men" to be worthy of the benefits he handed over.

"I know that guy is not a good person, but do you want to see me go up and get rid of him directly?"

Bulkaso said vaguely to Killer Monkey. His voice was not small, but it couldn't reach Kingpin.

Even though Kingpin's strength was covered by decent clothes, it could not escape Bul-Kathos's eyes.

Compared with the current Luke Cage, his physical strength is beyond the expectations of ordinary people in this world.

Bul-Kathos said as he stepped towards Kingpin. The aura on this guy could not be faked.

It would be impossible to wrongly accuse this guy by killing him directly.

"Squeak!"

Killer Monkey pulled Bul-Kathos's hair hard and tried to dissuade him.

Kingpin certainly deserved to die, but his death could not be too unexpected.

After all, this guy controls the order of the dark side.

"What dark order? It's best to crush all that kind of thing."

Bul-Kathos's pace was a little faster. At most, he would just spend some time to clean up the miscellaneous soldiers.

Vasily, the younger brother of the first Immortal King, was the ancestor of the Druid Nephalem.

So barbarians can also communicate with animals. As a barbarian with the strongest bloodline, Bul-Kathos can barely communicate with wild animals, at least he can generally understand what the other party wants to express.

"Squeak!"

The killer monkey screamed in front of him, a little alert.

Ancient One appeared here with her alternate dimension.

Killer monkey has good perception ability, especially sensitive to environmental changes.

"Ah, Odin is very interested in that matter, and it seems that he is also looking forward to meeting you."

Ancient One waved the butcher knife in his hand, as a greeting, but there was still a little blood on the tip of the knife.

"Did you forget to put away your weapon? That guy doesn't seem to be easy to talk to?"

Bulkaso frowned at the blood on the tip of the knife. The guy with residual power in his blood easily reminded him of the demons he had seen.

"It's just showing the necessary power. Odin is an old stubborn man. It takes some effort to convince him."

Ancient One put the butcher knife back into his sleeve and said with a smile.

In Odin's palace, Odin sat on the throne and looked at the wound on his waist armor, grinning as he accepted Frigga's treatment.

One of his sons was standing in front of him waiting for a normal work report.

"Tyr, is there anything you need to say in person?"

Odin was more casual with Tyr than with Thor. Tyr knew very well that he had no chance to inherit the throne and had no interest in power.

As the most stable of Odin's children, he has begun to take responsibility.

For example, he is one of the Aesir who are stationed in the Nine Realms.

However, Tyr does not need to come in person for general work reports. Heimdall is usually asked to relay them.

"Father, there has been no news about Dormammu recently. As for the crazy Titan descendant, he seems to be looking for something. Do we need to investigate further?"

Tyr looked at the injuries on his father's body and said nothing extra.

As the god of war of the Aesir, his power is indeed not weak, but there is still some gap compared to the reckless next Lord of Asgard.

Even if he can use all weapons flexibly, he can't defeat his younger brother.

Let alone his father.

He can't solve the problems that his father can't solve, and it's uncomfortable to bring them up.

"Dormammu is dead and there is no trace of him left. As for Thanos, just pay some attention to him."

Odin's waist injury recovered quickly under Frigga's treatment.

He sat up straight with a healthy body, looking at his son in front of him and said hesitantly.

"Tyr, is there anything wrong with your sister?"

Odin's one eye was a little dazed, as if his thoughts were spreading.

Hela is his daughter, he can't be without any feelings.

Besides, Hela is still his helper in the battle of the nine realms. Even if she is a little crazy, he will not be without any feelings.

"Balder is watching over there, and he hasn't found any problems so far."

Tyr's one arm was on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and the other broken arm was placed at his side.

Thor, the reckless guy, was not the only one deceived by Loki's prank. He, Tyr, was a victim like Fenrir.

Loki's prank on Fenrir earned the upright Tyr to put his arm into Fenrir's mouth as a guarantee.

Fenrir lost face, and Tyr lost his arm.

If Loki had not enjoyed Odin's protection, there would be no shortage of people on Asgard who would have beaten him up and put it into action.

Loki is always annoying, and he enjoys it.

What's even more bizarre is that Thor seems to be addicted to being teased, and never beats Loki up.

"Okay, just tell Balder to keep an eye on him, and remind him again not to rely on his immortality to provoke his sister. Hela doesn't need mistletoe to kill him."

Balder, the God of Light of the Aesir.

He is tall, but doesn't look very majestic.

His somewhat round body makes him look like a dough.

Odin's frown finally relaxed a little. As the master of Asgard, he has to sleep most of the time to delay the arrival of death. He hopes that he can still take the lead when Ragnarok comes.

Rather than dying before that.

Asgard, which has protected the Nine Realms for thousands of years, cannot have only a few famous beings.

Now Odin is only worried that his chosen successor will not be recognized by his brothers, which is an imminent problem.

Thor's succession can no longer be delayed. The huge power in Odin's body begins to bring him pain. If he does not sleep, his time will begin to count down.

"Is Vidar still observing the atrium?"

Queen Frigga asked after Odin finished speaking.

The forest god Vidar is the child of Odin and the giantess. Although he is not born by her, Frigga, but Frigga has more love for this tall child.

Only a little less than the love for Loki, after all, noisy children always get more attention.

"You know, the atrium is the territory of the Supreme Mage, and Vidar is always doing nothing in the mountains and forests."

Tyr waved his broken arm and said so.

"Okay, let's leave the Nine Realms alone for now. Thor will take over soon. You should help him more."

Odin waved his hand to let Tyr leave. He was a little tired today. He had to go see the strong man that the Supreme Sorcerer mentioned soon. He needed a good rest.

Tyr obediently left Odin's palace. After his figure completely left, Frigga asked Odin:

"Is the Supreme Sorcerer so powerful now?"

Frigga and Ancient One are old acquaintances.

"The dark dimension of Dormammu has all belonged to her. Now she is more capable than me in my prime."

Odin said without hesitation. If he completely released his power regardless of his life, he would have the ability to win.

But he would not risk his life for the victory or defeat of a battle. Besides, the strength of the Supreme Sorcerer is a good thing for the Nine Realms.

After all, Asgard has been under the thunder for so many years. It would be great if the Supreme Sorcerer could take over the strongest position after his death.

"I was thinking that Loki could inherit that position, but now it seems that he is not even close to that."

Frigga was a little disappointed. The more powerful the current Supreme Sorcerer, Ancient One, became, the smaller her son's chance of taking the position of Supreme Sorcerer would be.

In the last battle for the Supreme Sorcerer, she was directly defeated by Ancient One, who got the position with ease.

Under Ancient One's spell, those mages who were qualified to participate in the battle were defeated one by one, including Frigga.

So she placed her wish to become the Supreme Sorcerer on Loki.

And Loki, who learned magic from her, was far from being able to fight Ancient One.

"Loki is not suitable for taking responsibility. He is too jumpy."

Odin shook his head and turned away from the throne. Now he needs a short sleep to adjust his state. No matter how invincible the strong man in Ancient One's words is, he must show his courage as the master of Asgard.

…

Bruce Wayne was chatting with Rumlow on the Holy Mountain. As a newcomer, he wanted to know something about this place, so the best way was to chat.

After all, people would be more relaxed when chatting, and they could reveal some information unconsciously.

And the ancestors on the Holy Mountain made him feel more at ease with Rumlow than with Rumlow.

After all, between humans and ghosts, humans looked more reliable.

“So the barbarians are fighting for justice?”

Wayne said to Rumlow in front of him with a refreshing smile.

After a short chat, he began to ask questions with purpose.

“Okay, man, I know you have a lot of questions, but you will understand these questions after you pass the first trial.”

Rumlow lay on the stone bed with his eyes closed.

As an agent, Rumlow could understand Wayne’s purpose, after all, Wayne did not hide it very carefully.

He was still thinking about the battle in the secret realm before.

Although I know that it is a bit unrealistic to want to get a huge improvement through a secret realm, after all, Rumlow has never been a lucky person.

Perhaps all his good luck was consumed when he met Tariq, and the rest turned into the ancient wristband on his wrist.

But if you want to become stronger, there is not only one way to go, experience can also play a huge role.

"I'm still thinking about the barbarian named Cassius. The previous battle was not his full strength."

Wayne was still thinking about Cassius's series of attacks, which made him a little obsessed.

The attack that intentionally did not hit the vital points was obviously restrained.

"It sounds like I missed a good show."

When Rumlow walked to the scene, the small friction between the ancestors had ended, and Rumlow and the others did not see the battle.

"You are not even qualified to watch the show now. Do you think you can withstand the extra training after seeing the embarrassing side of those ancestors? Not every ancestor is as face-saving as Kolik."

Tallik and Kolik appeared directly in the stone house, and Tallik said with some advice.

Although most ancestors are not petty, Orlongus is the exception.

This guy almost built a grave for the demon with a huge stone because of a curse from the demon. .

Maddock took Luke to train again. After slightly untying his knot, Maddock became more enthusiastic about his heir.

It was as if he wanted to make up for all the time before.

Matthew had just entered the first trial secret realm of Reiko, and he didn't know what he could get from it.

After all, he had passed the five secret realms of Reiko, and it shouldn't be a problem to feel the difficulty of Reiko's first battle now.

However, Matthew was struggling in the secret realm.

Reiko's first battle was not just a battle with demons, but a war for the continuation of the tribe and the Samo Blade people.

Although the guys on his side seemed to be projections acting according to established procedures, the complex battlefield was real.

Everything Reiko experienced when she entered the battlefield at the beginning was more complicated than the three ancestors.

In addition to demons, the enemies also included humans of different races.

It was precisely because Reiko was familiar with large-scale battlefield fighting that she became one of the top existences of the barbarian group.

The creators of the five sets of suits were all born from the endless battlefield.

After experiencing countless complex environments, the barbarians will gain a huge improvement as long as they don't die.

The strongest barbarians who have not experienced much war are weaker than the "Three Idiots", at most they are at the level of Cassius.

"Okay, then what should I do now? Or should I go outside and swing my weapon?"

Rumlow said to Tallik, he didn't care about those small talk and the like. In his eyes, Wayne was still a stranger, and Wayne, who had not even decided to accept the trial, would not be taken seriously by Rumlow.

Wayne looked at the two ancestors who suddenly appeared and continued to observe.

Judging personality from appearance is meaningless for barbarians.

After all, barbarians have a high degree of similarity in personality.

Loud voice, fearlessness, and love of fighting are the three common characteristics of barbarians.

Even Vida, who became a businessman, would practice martial arts from time to time.

"Okay, now you need to keep fighting, you can continue to try to enter the secret realm."

Tallik looked at Rumlow with satisfaction in his eyes.

Rumlow, who has some leadership style, made him more happy than before.

Although he had chosen many heirs, there was only Rumlow now. And Rumlow was the best of those he had chosen.

The guys that Talek had chosen before either came back to their old ways and were beaten to death by him or died in the battle. Now he only needed to focus on Rumlow.

"Wayne, you can go outside and see that girl is about to finish the battle."

Kolic said to Bruce Wayne.

Now he understood why the Holy Mountain specifically told him about Wayne's existence. In this short period of time, this guy had paid attention to Jessica's trial countless times.

Luke Cage didn't pay so much attention to that trial, perhaps because Luke didn't want to see her die in the trial.