In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 399: Silence is New York tonight (Part 2)
"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"
, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman
Looking at Loki's face, Schiller speculated: "Are they trying to help you up?"
Loki took a deep breath and said, "You know what? If I hadn't gone up to take a look, maybe I would really get lost in their rhetoric, when the Asgardians really warmed up to you , you will feel that they are so sincere and friendly.”
Loki's voice trembled a little, he said: "The feeling of sending authority to you and begging you to drive it is the most addictive poison in the world."
His arms also began to tremble a little, he said: "I overestimated the weight of the past hatred in my memory, I admit, I have been shaken..."
"Because those hatreds are the past, but rights and honors are the present." Schiller sighed and said: "Few people can really remember the past, and most people are chasing the present."
"But it's okay..." Loki's tone revealed a trace of fear, he said: "Before this, I have seen the scenery above the universe and the final ending of all the stories, and that kind of despair is even worse. Unforgettable."
"So how do you do it?"
"I wanted Thor to put me under house arrest, so that I could justifiably not contact anyone, and they wouldn't bother me anymore, but Thor, an idiot, wouldn't agree with anything." Loki His tone became a little gritted again.
"His damned, untimely softness and kindness will always be the biggest obstacle to all my plans."
"But you're actually enjoying it, aren't you?" Schiller said with a smile.
"I'm not joking." Loki said seriously: "This was originally a perfect plan. I had a fake fight with him, and then he locked me up. Not only will it save me a lot of trouble, It can also deter them."
"If someone plans to rescue me, I will sell them directly to Thor, and then Thor can deal with them in a legitimate way. I told him this plan at least a dozen times, but he just refused to agree."
Locky took a deep breath and seemed to be very regretful. He said: "So, I had no choice but to find a reason to run out, but it couldn't last long, because apart from me, they There are other candidates."
"Like?"
"They originally wanted to choose Baldr. After all, he is the rightful eldest son of the God King and the most respected successor of Asgard, but Baldr didn't want to go into this muddy water at all."
"Originally, he was in a stalemate with Hela, but when he heard about those people's plans, he quickly went back to sleep on the World Tree."
"So, only..."
Loki said with a dignified expression, "That's right, only Hella is left."
"What does Hella think?"
Loki pursed his lips and said: "I'm not sure, his attitude is a bit ambiguous, I don't know if they have persuaded Hela in private, they are planning something, you know, I can't get too close to him. "
Schiller pressed his finger against his upper lip, trying to suppress his expression of wanting to laugh, and said, "I think if you use a beauty trick, it may be more effective than their persuasion."
"Stop messing around." Loki waved his hand and said, "Hella is just having fun when she's idle and bored, it's impossible to change his decision on business matters."
"If he's the only one, I'm not afraid, but if all the militants in Asgard are on his side, Thor may be in danger."
Locky leaned on the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and after a moment of silence, his voice became a little cold: "When you proposed that plan to me before, I was a little hesitant, but the situation has developed to Today's level..."
He shook his head and said: "If there is no destruction, there will be bloodshed. If the royal family does not want to bleed, then..."
Loki opened his eyes, his expression gradually returned to normal, but his intentionally protracted ending sound revealed a bone-chilling coldness.
Schiller looked at him and said: "In a sense, in this era, you are more suitable to be the king of Asgard than Thor. Thor is not a qualified emperor yet, because he is not ruthless enough. .”
"If you were ruthless enough to save Asgard, but not ruthless enough to save him, Loki, what would you choose?"
Loki fell silent.
But his expression told Schiller that the first answer in his mind just now was beyond his expectation.
"Okay, now let's talk about my plans."
Schiller leaned back on the chair back, the shadow of the sun gradually appeared in the French windows behind him, and then fell lower and lower again until it was close to the horizon, and it was another peaceful evening, followed by the same quiet and quiet night.
Schiller put the cold coffee aside, picked up another cup, poured himself a glass of cold water, took a sip, put the cup aside again, walked back to his seat, wrinkled Mei said: "Someone called and said, you are a master drug maker, can a master drug maker ignore the taste of poison now?"
Just as he said this, a female silhouette gradually appeared on the chair opposite him. It was an elegant and **** woman with long black hair and dark red lips, wearing a suit A dark green fishtail skirt, holding a cigarette in his hand.
"Hello, my name is Ophelia, from Hungary."
She took a puff of the cigarette, exhaled the smoke slowly, and said in Hungarian English: "I'm sorry, I messed up your coffee, but I believe you don't mind making another cup, and help me by the way." Make a cup."
"Do you like your coffee in the evening?" Schiller asked, looking at her.
"Depending on the situation, if I plan to go to bed early, of course I won't drink, but tonight must be a fun night, what do you think?" Ophelia spoke in a normal voice, and her tone did not have the temptation to flirt , but it will attract people's full attention.
Schiller sat on the chair and looked at her, and recalled the image of Natasha in his mind, comparing the attractiveness of the two of them, he thought, maybe because she is not the target of the Black Widow mission, Natasha Tasha didn't tempt him on purpose, so he felt that Madame Hydra was better.
"What are you thinking?" Ophelia asked, leaning forward, putting her elbows on the table, resting her chin, looking into Schiller's eyes.
"Thinking about another woman," Schiller replied.
Ophelia was silent.
"Are you trying to provoke me on purpose?" Ophelia leaned back again, but still stared into Schiller's eyes and said, "You have killed a lot of people recently, many of them are mine."
"Yeah, you were buried in Pierce's power, but in the end you were all nailed by him." Schiller said, "Don't stare at me with that kind of fierce eyes, I'm just telling a fact."
"Anyway, your time of death has come, doctor." Ophelia stared at Schiller with her eyes, but Schiller stretched out a hand and said, "Wait, I'll make a call."
The anger on Ophelia's face could hardly be concealed, but Schiller went to the telephone desk in front of the door, dialed a number, and said to the other side: "Do it."
With a "click", a bolt of lightning struck the roof of the newly renovated old bank. A few seconds later, a woman with an afro rushed out from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and she shouted: "Doctor!
I'm going to kill you!
! "
But immediately after, the sky lit up again, and another bolt of lightning struck. Ophelia didn't have time to dodge, and was directly blown out. After she got up, black energy radiated from her body.
This energy formed a shield around her, she raised her head and roared: "Who is it?! Come out!
”
What she answered was continuous thunderstorms. Because the thunderstorms were too dense, Ophelia didn't dare to use the energy shield to fight them. She ran while hiding, and the thunderstorms chased her down in New York State.
Soon, this strange weather phenomenon attracted many onlookers, and many Hydras also recognized the figure wrapped in dark energy, which was the famous Lady Hydra.
Above the clouds, Loki held Mjolnir in one hand and a globe in the other. Lightning bolts fell from the hammer, and the chasing Lady Hydra fled desperately.
It’s not that Ophelia didn’t think about fighting back. She also wanted to fly up to see where the lightning came from. The problem was that she didn’t have enough energy. If she wanted to maintain the shield, she couldn’t maintain its flight. If you want to fly, you must remove the shield.
She didn't have a body capable of carrying this terrible lightning strike, and everything depended on that dark energy. When she wanted to extract this energy more, she found that the demon **** she contracted with, the phone I can't get through.
Ophelia is really going crazy. She doesn't communicate with that great existence many times, but every time she can borrow a huge amount of power, which is the capital she needs to survive, but at this juncture No matter how Ophelia prayed, Sithorn couldn't get through the phone. No matter how much Ophelia prayed, Sithorn didn't respond.
So, what is Seathorn doing?
In the Great Shadow Dimension full of chaotic energy, a red-haired girl is holding her arms and said: "...It's not that we want to temporarily change the terms, the demon gods of the **** dimension unite to protest, saying that the Holy of Holies will be given to you. The terms are too generous, which is disrespectful to their old customers.”
"But I'm stronger than them!" Sithorn yelled, "Don't you know? Didn't you realize that you are much stronger than their waste contractors?"
"Come on." Wanda snorted coldly, and said, "Don't think I don't know, besides me, you have developed many secret believers, and all of them are female humans. What do you want to do?"
Wanda showed a somewhat disgusted expression, and said, "You remind me of some scumbags with a few feet on their feet. On the surface, they say it's the best for me, but they say that to all the girls in private... ..."
Sithorn can't understand what she's talking about at all. He thinks that the emotions of human beings are too varied. He can't understand it. His contractor Wanda seems to have only two states, angry and very angry.
There is also a reason why Wanda can be so stubborn. She is a mutant herself and possesses extraordinary abilities. Her ability to modify reality can even be applied to Sithorne.
As long as she believes that she is a believer of Sithorn, she can provide Sithorn with a steady stream of massive power of faith. Simply put, it is Wanda that Sithorn is chasing.
Wanda is making trouble here, and Ophelia keeps calling Sithorne. Although Sithorne can't understand Wanda's emotions, his instinct tells him that if he picks up other believers at this time phone call, let alone discussing business with the Holy of Holies, his earth agent will be gone.
So Ophelia keeps fighting, Sithorn keeps hanging, Ophelia can only use a small amount of remaining dark energy to protect herself, and cannot fight back.
But the energy that can be stored in her body is limited~IndoMTL.com~ Soon, the energy stored is getting less and less, and Ophelia has to focus on dodging instead of dodging once as before Take two hard shots.
At this time, Luo Lei changed his strategy and began to become more dense, driving Ophelia to keep moving.
In this way, she was chased, starting from New York State, passing through Mexico, passing through Colombia, passing through Brazil, and arriving in Argentina, and then had to cross the Pacific Ocean to Australia.
Then go all the way north from Madagascar, through Congo, Sudan, Egypt, and the whole of Europe, along Kazakhstan to Siberia.
After she ran to the endless wasteland in Siberia, a helicopter suddenly landed in front of her, and a familiar figure got off the plane.
"Evan Brown?!
! The disheveled and crazy-looking Ophelia shouted, "Didn't you get assassinated?" How are you still alive? ! "
"...Wait! Help me!
For the sake of our colleagues!
I was plotted against by that **** doctor!
”
The gray-haired Evan Brown stepped forward, shook hands with Ophelia, and said to her in Russian: "Hi, let me re-introduce, my name is Yevgeny Sakarov, Senior KGB intelligence officer.”
"He went to New York in December 1977 to perform a long-term latent mission, and joined the Hydra New York State Regional Organization during the mission."
"And then, with your help, served successively in the Internal Revenue Service, the Federal Reserve, the Treasury Department, and... the U.S. Congress."
Evgeny smiled and said:
"Long live Hydera."
Ophelia was silent.