$353 Wayne and Tony's First Official Communication (6,000 Words Guaranteed, More to Come)
Luo Xia stood silently, looking at the snowy peaks in front of him, a little speechless.
How much despair he had in the previous battles meant how much he was thinking now.
For example, can humans really resist demons that are powerful enough to bring despair?
"Rorschach, are you ready?"
Thor said this with a hearty smile.
He knew some of Rorschach's previous experiences.
When he and Volusk met for the last time, Volusk mentioned a few words about this incident, so Thor talked about it.
He stretched out his big hand and patted Rorschach on the shoulder.
On Holy Harrogas, only Rorschach seems to have a slightly closer relationship with him.
But he didn't really care.
The crown prince of Asgard is used to being aloof and arrogant. Only those he recognizes will become friends.
Strength is not the most important factor, but Thor will not deny its role.
"I made all the preparations I should have, but how did I ever have the chance to choose?"
Rorschach said with his mouth open.
The nut hammer on his waist kept flashing.
Matthew stood silently with Spider-Man, observing this somewhat lonely guy.
"By the way, what did you encounter in the battle before?"
Rorschach asked as if changing the subject, and looked at Hela next to Thor.
The aura on Hela's body made Rorschach slightly uncomfortable.
"I met a powerful demon and had a hearty fight. Except that I didn't really experience death, I seemed to understand everything a warrior should know on the battlefield."
Thor said vaguely.
Then he sat next to the campfire and took out a loaf of black bread to bake.
Who knows if he really intends to eat this thing, anyway, it will have no effect on the fire.
"I never thought that humans would face such a difficult guy."
General Ross walked up to him staring at the red giant. Compared to Luke, who was more like a street kid, he still preferred to be more friendly with these people who talked less but took fighting seriously.
"I never thought that there would be such monsters among humans."
Rorschach lifted his belt, his movements a little inelegant.
"In order to face monsters, you have to sacrifice something. I think it's good."
As Rose said this, his red muscles trembled.
There was an ax lying next to him, and it looked like it was stained with a lot of demon blood.
"You don't mean what you say."
Rorschach made his own judgment, and then looked at Leah who was talking to the ancestors.
Seems a little curious.
"I'm just saying, the prize will definitely not be just a little bit, right?"
Constantine's figure suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.
There were several shining legends hanging on his body, and he looked like a nouveau riche.
He patted Steve's back vigorously, with a strange smile on his face.
"Constantine, I've heard about you from others, and I think it's better for us to keep a little distance."
Steve still had his shield in his hand, but it was now a puddle of fragments.
Wayne finally appeared without saying a word and walked in Tony's direction.
"Don't be so jealous, okay? I saved your life from Diavolo, and you almost didn't get to see the final prize, okay?"
Constantine spoke loudly, as if he was afraid that others would not hear him.
Hearing this, the new recruits who had left the game early turned their attention.
"What's wrong? Am I right?"
Constantine had a fox-like expression on his face and said with a smile.
He cares very much about the power of legend.
But an obvious problem is that his body simply cannot use these legendary equipment.
It would be a bit of a joke for an ordinary person's physical ability to wield a heavy weapon that would only be used by barbarians.
"I can leave my harvest to you, but I need some comrades, at least in some crises, you can help me."
Constantine achieved his goal and stated his conditions loudly.
It's a good deal to use legendary equipment that you don't need to get some powerful helpers.
Rumlow lit a cigar silently and sat there without saying a word.
He was not interested in Constantine's invitation.
Even though the bastard always does the right thing, Constantine is not a very good friend or employer.
"Probably no one will come and be tricked by you. Constantine, you'd better find a way to replace the legends you don't need with other things.
At least exchanging it for gold coins can make your life less embarrassing. "
Steve said softly, as if he was worried that Constantine would be traumatized.
"You can go to Rasuk and ask him to help you break down the equipment into materials. At least your lame spells can get better casting materials."
Burcasso strode over and spoke to Constantine meaningfully.
When Constantine delayed Diavolo a little before, Bulcasso had somewhat changed his opinion of him.
It’s not like you’re going to be nice all of a sudden, but it’s okay to offer some advice.
Madoc walked up to him with a stinky face, grabbed Luke who was watching the fun by the back of his neck, and walked away.
Luke is his only heir, so Madoc needs to do something to make this silly boy more mature.
At least mature enough not to be crushed by Jessica in bed.
Kotur will take good care of Jessica, and even the glory of Orac's God of War will be entrusted to Jessica at the right time if nothing unexpected happens.
Barbarians are not very good-tempered, and the one who is not strong enough after marriage will definitely not have the right to choose.
Domestic violence?
Savages do not use violence against their loved ones.
It's just that in most cases, there will be some harmless competition between the two parties to decide who cooks and washes the dishes.
For example, competitions such as throwing weapons, weapon slashing, and secret realm racing.
No matter how bad things get, there will be a fight or something like that.
The one who is not strong enough basically has to be busy with family affairs every day.
Because only the stronger party can continue to fight the devil on the battlefield.
The weak should be protected at home.
Jessica, who inherited the bloodline of the Big Bear, will definitely be in the lead in terms of strength.
The dignified heir of Madoc is not qualified to set foot on the battlefield?
This is something Madoc cannot accept!
"Ancestor Madok, what are you going to do?"
Luke waved his limbs and struggled hard like a toad being held up.
Jessica watched silently with a smile squeezed out of sadness.
She felt it when Orak chose to sleep.
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Orac's blood flowed in her body, and that blood connection made Jessica know that she lacked an elder she could rely on.
"Little Bear, I will be your guardian from now on. Is that what you said over there?"
Kotur's huge figure stood behind Jessica.
The sound gives people a simple and honest feeling.
Like a lazy bear rubbing against a tree.
"Ancestor Kotur, thank you."
Jessica said softly.
The God of War's Blade was silently flashing a gentle light beside her.
"I will protect every clan member."
Kotur said this after a while.
His clenched fists spoke of his determination.
Cassius stood in a corner and poured wine into his mouth.
He just couldn't taste it in his soul state.
Orak still went beyond him and made his own choice.
Cassius was a little annoyed.
Sacrifice is always something that only the strongest is qualified to do!
And he just proved to Orak not long ago that he is the strongest person in the Big Bear Tribe.
Sacrifice is always sad.
It's just that the barbarians chose to use "glory" to modify this kind of thing.
Not being strong enough is the true meaning of sacrifice.
"Steve, come here."
Johanna greeted Steve.
This battle is just a preview of the secret realm of the Crusaders.
As for how to use the power of the Crusaders, Steve still needs some time to learn.
Coincidentally, Johanna now has time to teach Steve.
"I think we can try to challenge Kingpin after we go back."
Matthew whispered.
Spider-Man had pulled off his damaged mask and nodded to Matthew.
“I feel like I’ve become a lot stronger, at least I’m stronger than the previous Rumlow.
I am confident that I will not be able to fight back in front of Jin Bin. "
Matthew continued.
His behavior seemed to be looking for something to say.
"Don't we have professionals? He still owes me money."
Spider-Man pointed at Constantine who was talking loudly.
He knew that Matthew was blind, but he also knew that Matthew could clearly feel his movements.
Matthew is not an ordinary blind man.
"Professional? That guy specializes in selling teammates."
Matthew seemed to be gritting his teeth as he spoke.
Spider-Man is not the only victim in the "Secret Realm".
If Constantine hadn't suddenly appeared on Matthew's battlefield, he wouldn't have been thrown out of the battlefield by Leiko.
"Okay, I can probably guess some."
Spider-Man said vaguely.
The killer monkey jumped out with a squeak, climbed onto Matthew's shoulder, and rummaged through his hair.
"Are you talking about Kingpin?"
Leah walked up to Matthew seriously and asked.
Leia's resurrection is unknown news to Matthew and Spider-Man.
They had no idea when Leah appeared on the Holy Mountain.
"I'm going to take the liberty to ask, who are you?"
Matthew whispered.
He felt the aura on Leah that was very similar to Bulcasso.
It reminded him of Rorschach.
"You can call me Leah, the child of Prince Aidan and the child of Bulcasso."
Leah said something that was somewhat misleading.
Maybe she didn't realize there was anything wrong with her words.
This is the truth, but Matthew can't quite understand it.
"If you plan to go to Kingpin, I may be able to give you some help."
Leah said this.
As the original sin at that time, she had a clear judgment on the level of power the other guys had.
And getting rid of Diavolo's minions is also what she hopes for.
Among the Lords of Heavenly Hammer, except Coulson, Leah knew the specific situation.
Coulson did not contact other Heavenly Hammer Lords on that channel, so he successfully concealed his identity.
…
"Tony Stark, I think we can talk."
Wayne said to Tony seriously.
Tony looked at Wayne in front of him with some surprise.
Finally, he nodded and agreed.
"Well, since you're as rich as I am."
Tony looked at Bruce Wayne carefully.
Tony was also a little curious about this peer who also had a colorful reputation.
For example, as a rich man, why did he choose to become a barbarian and have almost zero-distance contact with the devil?
"Rasuk, I will bring you a tablet when I come back from home. There will be some modern knowledge in it, and it may be able to give you some help."
Tony said, patting Rasuk's arm.
Compared with Rasuk's standard barbarian height of more than two meters, Tony, who is 1.8 meters tall, is not easy to pat the opponent on the shoulder.
It feels like a child acting like a spoiled child.
The arrogant Tony still cares about his image.
"Let's go, I remember there is a stone house ahead."
Tony said this and walked ahead.
Wayne frowned, as if he wanted to say something.
But in the end, he didn't say anything.
After the two people entered the stone house, Tony was a little embarrassed.
"Well, I didn't expect this to be a toilet."
Tony looked at the somewhat crude toilet facilities and pretended to be relaxed.
Facing a guy who is also a rich man, this mistake made him feel a little embarrassed.
Fortunately, there is no peculiar smell in this place on the cold holy mountain.
However, the absence of odor does not mean adequate hygiene.
After all, most of the barbarians on the Holy Mountain are soul bodies, and the life form of a powerful guy like Bulcaisuo is also hugely different from that of ordinary people.
Toilet facilities are not a necessity, and no one would build a waterworks at such a high altitude.
"Luke and his friends built and dug this themselves..."
Wayne said expressionlessly, seeming to give Tony a step up.
Then he continued:
"That's not important. There isn't much I want to say anyway."
Wayne took out a gem from his backpack.
That is the revenge stone of the thief god.
He exchanged a large sum of money and a promise from Wayne Group for the legendary gem from Constantine.
Constantine’s bottom line is incredibly low.
And that guy is wary of all powers.
That's a good thing, and there will be some missed opportunities.
Anyway, Constantine himself would not regret it.
"I think you will be interested in this thing."
Wayne said this.
Then he threw the Thief God Gem directly to Tony.
Tony didn't make the slightest move, and the God of Thieves gem hit Tony's chest, and then he fell into the embarrassing pit.
It just adds a top decoration to the brown mountain peak.
"Well, it's not that I didn't react. It's that I never take things from other people's hands."
Tony glanced at the Thief God Gem and said.
He told the truth.
"It doesn't matter. The power of this gem is when you attack enemies at a distance. The farther away you are, the higher the damage. Although there is an upper limit, it will give you a great bonus."
Wayne said this.
Tony's face looked a little strange.
Compared to close combat, Tony prefers long-range attacks.
Although he was not incapable of close combat, Tony had already realized how bad his melee skills were in the previous battle.
Now I feel a little bit confused.
The Thief God Gem really suits him.
"Well, if I press the missile launch button, will this gem also work?"
Tony cleverly thought of a question to change the subject.
"I tried, it will work."
Wayne said this.
"Okay, since you're willing to share a gem with me, what do you want me to do?"
Tony said as if I'm trying to save you.
"I need the Stark Group, or to be precise, I need you to analyze the source of this gem's power."
Wayne said, holding the fire wildebeest gizzard tightly in his hand.
Wayne felt the vitality restored by the fire wildebeest gizzard and said with a poker face.
"A secret that the two of us know? But, doesn't the Wayne Group have the ability?"
Tony twitched his lips.
"I have more important things to do."
Wayne gave his answer.
He already knew the origin of the fire wildebeest gizzard from Ursh's mouth.
Obtained from an extinct animal.
As the Thief God's Stone of Revenge is an energy-level thing, it is better to leave this kind of research to more professional people.
"Sharing the results? And then replicating? Is that your plan?"
Tony glanced at Wayne and roughly understood what Wayne wanted to do.
"All I want is results."
Wayne left the small house without lingering.
Tony was left looking at the gem on the brown mountain peak, and he seemed hesitant to make a difficult decision.
ah! Damn it! Curiosity about the unknown!
…
"Frank, there is no point in us continuing to fight!"
Agent Hill should now be called Green Lantern Hill.
Wearing a green tights made her already beautiful figure even more outstanding.
At least it's different.
"Yeah, but trouble always finds me!"
Frank said casually as he shot.
Guns became more deadly in his hands.
Especially when the power of death began to erode Hill's will little by little.
"I need help, and you're the best person I can think of."
The brilliance of the ring on Hill's finger began to gradually dim.
When facing Frank, the death walker, most people would feel shaken.
"Then I can only say that you need to expand your social circle!"
Frank kept pulling the trigger, but his body kept moving.
Frontal combat is not his favorite mode, but most of the time he doesn't need to shift strategy.
The Punisher's strength has always been composed of complex tactics and sudden attacks.
His attack ability is just the tip of the iceberg of his power.
"Courage is not foolish arrogance! You scum, go to hell!"
A deafening roar suddenly came out!
Those pan-believers all looked at the "miracle" in front of them with their mouths wide open!
"Angel!"
"Oh God!"
Miscellaneous shouts came, all pointing to the angel wearing heavy armor with a halo above his head.
Alexander Anderson!
This guy who was put into the fountain of heaven and reborn came back to earth and began to preach the praises of courage!
Holding a spear in his hand that was not much different from Solarion, Anderson pinned a gangster with a black ring to the ground!
"What is this?"
The chaotic people who were constantly fighting made similar exclamations.
There are also those curse words starting with "F" and "S".
Frank glanced at Hill who was struggling to hold on, silently put away the firearm in his hand, and quickly disappeared into the corner.
He still has some "compassion" towards others.
The premise is that they are normal people.
Although Frank is not very normal either.
"Don't show up in front of me again, Hill!"
Frank's warning was belated.
Green Lantern Hill fell to the ground as if he had lost all his strength.
The green tights on his body disappeared little by little, revealing the S.H.I.E.L.D. costume.
The guy who was penetrated by Anderson was burned by the holy flame and turned into ashes in an instant.
Whether his soul goes to hell or disappears, Anderson doesn't care.
He picked up the ring on the ground with his spear and held it tightly in his hand.
The armor on his body turned into sparks and scattered, revealing his resolute face and plain white clothes.
"Are you Hill from SHIELD? Which Hill?"
Anderson asked hesitantly as Hill fell to the ground.
He really couldn't remember what Hill's name represented.
If it hadn't been for Frank's final warning, Anderson might not have thought of what to call the lady in front of him at all.
Although he still knew something about SHIELD at the time, he didn't know the name of someone in SHIELD.
The secret service of the agents is actually quite good.
It's just that most upper-class people know these "secrets".
But the church at that time had not yet reached that level.
"Father Anderson?"
Hill looked at Anderson in surprise, and then quickly stood up.
The spirit of that elite agent was restored.
Just a little trembling in the body.
"I'm not a priest now."
Anderson paused before speaking.
Hill frowned.
Priests cannot get married, so does Anderson emphasize that he is not a priest because he has a crush on himself?
Agents always have a lot of ideas, and they often don't talk about evidence.
"So you want to talk somewhere?"
Hill made the invitation and deliberately smoothed his messy hair.
Anderson felt a little uncomfortable watching Hill's movements.
But he didn’t say much.
In his mind, perhaps agents are such an uncomfortable group of existences.
Hill looked at Anderson's unnatural behavior and felt that something was wrong.
Although she is also a great beauty, compared to Natasha's natural charm, her imitation is not so good.
"Let me tell you first, I won't go to S.H.I.E.L.D."
Anderson glanced at the surrounding environment and spoke casually.
Collecting those two kinds of rings was the purpose of his visit.
Because Prius specifically told him.
These rings containing the rules of life and death will be of great use.
That's why Anderson is here.
Now those stupid ring holders have almost all been dealt with.
Those ring bearers who are truly capable and self-aware are mostly hidden.
This is a somewhat complicated matter.
"I remember there's a cafe over there?"
Hill pointed to the street corner ahead and said this.
"I prefer spring water and bread."
Anderson responded casually, but still walked towards the coffee shop on the corner.