Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Although it's a bit presumptuous, can you send me to Harrogath now? I need to confirm something."

Doctor Who said to Nick Fury.

He felt an existence somewhat similar to himself appeared, and he could be sure that that place was Harrogas.

It's just that without the help of TARDIS, he had to ask other people to go to the past.

"We are fighting!"

Rumlow raised the hammer and shouted without looking back.

"It's more important to deal with the immediate matter first."

Steve said the same.

Those souls started to move and became angry.

The High Heavens took the souls they needed, but the Burning Hells are now locked down.

Baal will not send people over to collect these souls.

Tyrell, who was with him, could assure that.

"Then do you have flying tools here? Preferably one with autopilot."

Doctor Who aimed the sonic screwdriver in his hand at the tablet on Nick Fury's side.

He has made a decision and no one can convince him.

"Yes, but you are still under interrogation."

Nick Fury winked, and John Wicker reluctantly walked to Doctor Who's side.

Although Nick Fury himself has the ability to solve this problem, once he makes a move, he will lose his mystery as a leader.

How "powerful" he is is also a secret.

"Oh? I'm going to use force, right? To be honest, I'm not something ordinary people can control."

Doctor Who smiled, while Clara and Amy behind them were a little flustered.

Then a pistol was stuck in his waist.

"Of course, except for those with weapons."

Doctor Who was still grinning.

There was going to be trouble here soon, he was sure.

So temporary tolerance will not have any bad results, it has always been like this.

"hurry up!"

Steve smacked the shield in his hand into a spirit rushing towards him, smashing the guy with "I'm a bad guy" written all over his face into pieces.

"I'm working hard!"

Roaring, Rumlow stuffed the hammer in his hand into the mouth of a soul.

His body was still a little weak, but he was barely able to wield a weapon.

At the same time, Loki finally appeared in the laboratory where the Rubik's Cube was stored.

The scepter in his hand was aimed at the busy researchers.

This is a great time.

SHIELD has no spare power to control these, and the military is constantly putting pressure on SHIELD because of the disappearance of General Ross.

No one would bother him, Loki could do whatever he wanted.

Click!

A piece of metal fell to the ground, making a sound that was only slightly similar to the sound of thunder.

But it was enough to make Loki shudder.

Then he shook his head and smiled.

My elder brother doesn't have Thor's Hammer in his hand, and making thunder is not something he can do now.

Loki, who laughed at his timidity, had a bit of bitterness in his eyes.

As a mage, it is not that he has gained nothing under the teaching of the supreme mage.

Now his consciousness can only control his body to make some unimportant things, such as a look or a smile.

The body is still under Thanos' control.

A mage who can't speak autonomously is like a doll.

At this time, he thought of the evaluation of "such a weak god", and he could only feel sad secretly.

Loki's body killed those researchers without saying a word, and left the scene with the cosmic imitation in his hand.

Just after he left the place full of corpses, a portal was opened.

A butcher's cleaver was hung on Thor's strong body, leading Hela to appear here.

"What's going on?"

Thor looked at the corpse and said so.

Gritting his teeth.

He opened the portal following Loki's breath of power, but now the remnants of Loki's power on the corpse seemed to be mocking him.

"Loki! What have you done!"

Thor growled angrily.

Hila behind grabbed his arm, motioning him to calm down.

From the communication between the siblings, she already knew what Loki looked like.

But the current matter does not seem to be the act of a mischievous god.

There must be something strange in this.

"Sister, I understand, I won't lose my cool!"

Thor clenched his fists tightly as he looked at the astonished corpses.

It's one thing to believe in one's own brother, but quite another to prove it!

Thor untied the weapon from his waist, and he was going to another place now!

Originally, I wanted to go with Loki, but now I can only change my plan.

Venerable Sky Hammer · Destroyer Tyr!

Thor learned the unbelievable news from Leah.

He wants to get back his power, to get back Mjolnir and his Hammer brothers!

"Then let's go, I also want to see if Till has made any progress over the years."

Hella smiled, her eyes were a little cold.

She no longer resents Thor in front of her, nor does she have any ill feeling towards Loki.

But Tyre was different after all!

God of war, justice and justice!

What a great title!

Tyr said nothing while she was held by Odin, and even applauded!

Tyr was not the brother she recognized.

And now, she has a legitimate reason to collect debts from that bastard Tyre!

"Let's go, sister! Take back everything I have, and fulfill that prophecy!"

Thor gritted his teeth and said.

With firm eyes, he opened a portal again!

Over there is Tyre!

Thor will die with the god of fear!

But Thor can't die!

He has a plan! With the help of Hela, this plan has been improved a lot!

"Come on, I can't wait."

Hela smiled, and then went through the portal first!

Thor followed closely, but at the end he took a deep look at the corpse on the ground.

Incidentally, a decision was made.

All this will not be for nothing!

Loki will make amends and atone for his sins! As long as these people were killed by him for no reason!

This is Thor's promise!

...

"came back?"

Ebony Throat said to Loki in front of him.

Attention was naturally focused on the Rubik's Cube!

A part of this mission arrived in their hands like this.

Ebony Throat watched the corners of Loki's eyes dance and knelt down in front of him on one knee, taking the Cosmic Rubik's Cube with a satisfied smile.

Thanos is waiting for this thing, for a greater future!

"Now, you can leave first. You can be what you are on weekdays, but there are some things you will never be able to say."

Ebony Throat flicked his black tongue and spoke cruelly.

He picked up a scepter in his hand!

Inside this scepter is the soul gem!

And this will be used to control Loki!

The tip of the scepter touched Loki's eyebrows, bursts of energy surged, and then activated the Cosmic Rubik's Cube!

A huge woman with a scythe in her hands and a sickle came over from there!

Maid of Malthael!

The middle ranks of the Soul Reaper Corps!

In order to find the news of those archangels and the demon king of hell, Malthael made countless attempts.

Only this Maiden of Death was lucky enough to catch up with the opening of the Cosmic Rubik's Cube!

Ebony Throat looked at the maid in front of him, and the mental force on his body began to squeeze towards that guy!

"what!?"

Ebony Maw said in a bored tone.

Look a little cautious.

And behind the maid of death, my brother's portal is still expanding!

Obviously the energy provider has changed, and someone over there has started to supply energy to this portal!

And the most important thing at this time is to smash this road sign!

Ebony Maw aimed the scepter in his hand at the Maiden of Death, but the erratic and ominous figure opened its mouth and let out a sharp howl!

Ebony Maw only felt that his soul began to move out of his body!

And Loki finally showed a complete smile on his face!

The soul is in turmoil, the influence of the mind gem on him has begun to fade!

Now he has only one thought, and that is to leave this damned place with the Rubik's Cube!

His elder brother, the highest god in the Nine Realms wants to control a complete world, not a desolate place left after being ravaged by Thanos!

Waves of energy began to emerge from Ebony Throat's body, forming a magic circle.

Then, like a warrior, he took the scepter and charged at the maid of death!

The spell is starting to take effect!

His body began to be enveloped by a burst of black light, and then several bodies appeared!

All are entities, not much different from himself!

The intense discomfort made him almost lose his composure.

And in the kingdom of the dead, Death Asilah sat on his throne, the sockets of the skeleton's eyes were still empty.

But it seems that a trace of expectation can be felt.

The Maiden of Death is Malthael's anchor, and it won't be long before that death comes into this world.

As long as he is not tripped by other things!

As for the finale, Asila was looking forward to it!

Eternity said it would side with the barbarians, but Ashila didn't quite believe it.

Only interests and disputes are eternal, and balance is never something that is always considered.

This anchor point is very small, if it is not infected with the power of death, she will not be aware of it.

In the eyes of death, countless stars are shattered, and eternity is constantly attacking the court of life with a sharp breath.

A fierce battle, or an unwilling vent.

Somewhat funny, but not too little attention.

The Tribunal of Life will not prevail.

This will not change until Auriel takes over the hope of this world!

And at this moment, Masail finally stood in front of Rasma!

"Necromancer, the balance you follow cannot stop me."

Malthael's voice was still hoarse and hollow!

Even though he was crazy, he was still sane!

Not being understood is madness, but the interests of the majority are right!

Malthael destroyed the interests of all existence except him!

The world has lost the Archangel and the Demon King of Hell, and there is nothing that can stop him!

"Death is the balance of life, and you are still a life, so there is no escape."

It was pitch black under Malthael's hood, and a gray mist began to rise from his body.

"Death will never interfere in the domain of the dead, and the ground of the dead will not be contaminated by anything!"

Rasma said so.

There was some unwillingness on his pale face.

"Linarion, your mother will not protect you."

Malthael called Rathma's first name, mockingly.

"This world has come to an end, because those guys escaped! And now, you want to prevent me from embarking on the road to find them?"

"I said it at the beginning, I hate that name."

A smear of blood appeared on Rathma's pale face!

"Mother didn't abandon us, it was them, it was Burkasso! It was Vasily! It was they who betrayed mother and sealed her in a dark, lightless world together with you!

You are the nephalem's enemies, and no matter how many times I say it, my brothers never believe it! "

Rasma said so.

Bone spurs began to appear on the ground one after another, and the place was covered with white bones little by little.

Facing Malthael with all other traces of the rules left in his body, Rathma didn't think he would win, but he didn't think he would lose either!

Necromancers seek the balance of life and death, and this means a place where there is neither life nor death!

Rathma got the power of fate, and he kept fiddled, waiting for an opportunity!

When the archangel loses one of justice and wisdom, when the hell devil is sealed or caught in the weakest time!

He wants to call back his mother!

Hope it doesn't do anything to the nephalem's mother!

This was the agreement between Auriel and Kanai at that time!

Courage will not do anything to Lilith, this is Imprius' only pity for a brave man!

The Archangel of Balance has lost his power, leaving a space to calculate constantly every day, and that part of the balance is on Rasma at this time!

No more justice!

Courage fades away!

Hope to go away!

Only the wise dead are left to face this chaotic world!

Fear is silent!

Evil is hidden!

Hate disappears!

Pain away!

Destruction is a thing of the past!

After the lies are gone, only the cruelest truth in this world remains!

At this time, it is the best time for Rasma to wake up his mother!

No one can stop him!

Even Malsayel, the archangel looking at the high platform of the Creator God, can't do it!

"Rasma! You're like a stupid clown, a marionette~"

Masail shook his head and said, his voice was as distant as a chant.

The favor of fate is not a good thing at all!

Those savages know this very well!

In order to resist the forces of fate, the prophet is always silent.

Rathma, who plays with fate, is playing with the trajectory of fate or being played by fate.

Marthael couldn't tell.

But Marthael could assure with death in the body that the barbarian was never a fool.

Volusk, favored by the rules of death itself, challenged death.

Leko, who was obsessed with the power of fate, still tried her best to break free from the thread of fate!

The savages may be smarter than Rathma, perhaps it is the intuitions from the primitive worship of nature that make them only believe in themselves.

Rathma, on the other hand, is now like a toy with great power.

"Masail, wisdom does not belittle any thinker or questioner! Complacency will be far from wisdom. Are you still wise now?"

Rasma said so.

The skeletons on the ground began to combine little by little, forming an army of skeletons!

The ground has been completely infested by Rathma's power and has become the domain of the dead!

Ancestor of the necromancers, the longest-lived nephalem!

His strength is not something that can be limited by the skills that need to be learned!

Unfortunately……

"Not strong enough!"

Marthael said lightly.

The Reaper of Souls scythe in his hand cut towards Rathma's throat without a trace!

"But I'm not weak either!"

The army of skeletons summoned by Rathma appeared in front of him in an instant, and the dead souls floated up one by one, holding dark green energy balls in their hands, looking like they would throw them out at any time.

Malthael's body turned into a gray mist, passing through the bones.

The bones contaminated by the power of death disappeared in an instant!

The dead are forever in the hands of death.

A pool of blood grew slowly behind Rathma, and another Rathma poked out his pale face from the scarlet blood!

In addition to being pale, the ground was covered with a layer of blood.

"Vassily's life ended at your hands? What about Burkesso's life? You didn't get it?"

As Marthael said so, a figure appeared from behind Rathma.

The sickle was hung on Rathma's neck, and then Rathma's body exploded completely!

The strong blood energy impacted on Malsail's body, punching dense holes in the body of the Archangel of death and wisdom!

The power of Rathma comes from various attempts.

To avenge his mother, he stripped his brother of his power.

Trying to reconcile everything, for this reason, he focused on the power of Yseril!

Although he couldn't fight Masail at this time, it was also difficult for Masail to kill him!

This is a stalemate destined to be long!

In a certain corner of the voodoo land, Nazeebo was throwing all kinds of weird and unrecognizable materials into the clay pot in his arms.

The voodoo doll dangles from the wrist and looks like it's smiling!

Kharazim was sitting cross-legged not far away, taking care of the pale Vera, and Sonya was looking at an arm in front of her with a pair of cracked knives!

That is the last trace of the ancestors of the first generation!

A savage named Bulkelso, the last remnant of the most primitive ancestor!

And Li Min was not saying a word not far away, looking up at the dark sky without saying a word.

The scars after a mess.

The Isle of Sensai has crumbled under Malthael's power.

All human beings are fleeing in panic in this apocalyptic scene.

The sky is no longer shrouded in haze, and beyond the haze, there is now nothingness!

The high-level heaven and the burning hell disappeared in an instant, and they could only wait for an opportunity!

Either Malthael allows Rathma to call Lilith back, and the ancestors of the nephalem return.

Either Malthael and Rathma engage in a fierce battle, and Malthael kills Rathmah.

Vera got back the punishment that belonged to the witcher.

They faced Malthael again.

Either they retrieved everything that belonged to this world, or Rathma did it.

Or, the never-failed Bulkelso will return to this world with everything from the Archangel and the Demon King of Hell, and realize all the beautiful visions!

Just coded these today.

Because of bad luck...

I bit a hard bean while eating Laba porridge, and then my lower front tooth cracked...

It hurts...

One tooth is shorter than the next tooth...

I will go to the dentist tomorrow, what is the price of the filling...

When I enter the hospital here, I have to do a nucleic acid test first...

Headache……

Guaranteed 8,000 words update tomorrow...

sorry……