Crimson Lord in Marvel

Chapter 16 AD 1444 (new book recommendation, collection, investment)
In the Crimson Universe, Li Wen finally woke up from his sleep. He didn't know how long he had slept, because there was no concept of time here. After getting up and eating something, he left the Crimson Universe with the snowball in his arms. back to Earth.

As for why Li Wen still sleeps and eats, it is true that as the ruler of Crimson, he no longer needs to eat to maintain the nutrition his body needs, nor does he need to sleep to recover his strength.

But these behaviors are a ritual for Li Wen, telling him not to forget his former identity, but also telling himself not to forget his ultimate goal, which is to break the dimensional wall and return to his own earth.

Of course, these are still a bit far away for him, and now he needs to face Cytorak first.

He returned to Earth, but there was a western-style building in the place where he appeared, and he was immediately taken aback. At this moment, a familiar portal appeared, and Li Wen didn't care about it at all, and walked in directly.

"Agomoto, what's going on?" Li Wen asked directly after stepping into the portal.

But standing in front of him was not the Agamotto he was familiar with, but an old man with white hair and a wooden crutch in his hand.

"I am the tenth supreme mage, Merlin. The great mage Agamotto you mentioned has been trinity with the two gods Oshutu and Hogs, and has become the god of Weishandi."

"How long has it been since I was last seen?"

"More than a million years." Merlin said truthfully.

However, Li Wen showed helplessness. He lowered his head and murmured: "Has it been so long? I didn't expect that I just fell asleep, and the earth has changed. What about the others?"

"Except for the first Iron Fist Fan Fei, everyone else has passed away. Iron Fist Fan Fei returned to Earth a year ago and left again after living for one year. It will be 100 years before he returns to Earth again."

"What time is it on Earth now?"

"1444 AD."

"I see." Li Wen turned and left in disappointment. Merlin looked at his back and recalled in his mind what the previous Supreme Mage had said to him when he took over as the Supreme Mage. Li Wen, after all, he is no match for Li Wen.

"System, how much do I control?" Li Wen asked suddenly.

"The host has obtained 20.00% of the control value of the deep red universe, and the control value is still growing slowly."

"Can you know the specific origin of these control values?"

"Of course." After speaking, countless voices appeared in Li Wen's mind, most of which were begging for good weather, or the explosion of technology, etc., and these voices came from different civilizations.

"It seems that Fan Fei is still working seriously, it seems that she needs to take a break." Li Wen murmured.

"Ow"

Suddenly the snow leopard yelled, Li Wen came back to his senses, and found that he did not know when he came to fight in front of a city. After he walked in, the city gate was closed in the next second, and many soldiers with weapons appeared on the city wall , They stared ahead in anticipation.

"Who are you?" At this moment, an aristocratic man in medieval costume came to Li Wen and asked.

"I'm a businessman. I happened to pass by here, and I came here to replenish supplies. I just didn't know you were here?" Li Wen replied, but in his eyes, the noble man in front of him was full of evil. the power of.

"The Sultan of the Ottoman Empire is going to attack here, you should leave as soon as you replenish your supplies."

After speaking, the man walked past Li Wen, and then walked to the city wall. The woman beside him was holding an umbrella for him.

Looking at their backs, Li Wen couldn't help but smiled and said, "Interesting, it's actually a vampire, it's really interesting, and the scene here is like a movie, what's the name of the movie, what's the name?"

No matter how much Li Wen thought about it, he couldn't remember it. The title of the movie was on his lips, but he just couldn't say it. In desperation, Li Wen had to find a resident with Xueqiu, conjure up some silver coins, and rent it from them. A private house.

"Let me take a look." After entering the room, Li Wen cast the Rubik's Cube in front of a mirror, and then a bird's-eye view of the city appeared in the mirror. About ten miles away from the city, a dark army was heading towards the city. The city hits.

Looking at the familiar face of the Sultan of the Ottoman Empire who led the army, that is, Mehmet II, Li Wen finally knew what the movie was called.

""The First Year of Dracula"! Let me tell you why there are people who are so familiar with the scene here. It turned out to be them." Li Wen suddenly realized.

Seeing the army pressing down, the people in this city did not have the slightest fear, as if the army could not cause them any harm.

On the city wall, the noble man stared at the army in front of him, and said to his soldiers: "As long as you can last until night falls, then this victory will belong to us."

"Don't worry, Lord Vlad, even if it costs our lives, we will drag it until the night!" The leading soldier shouted loudly, and at the same time raised the weapon in his hand and waved his arms high.

The rest of the soldiers followed suit, raising their arms one by one.

The voice was so loud that even the Ottoman soldiers ten miles away could hear it clearly. Mehmet II, who was sitting in a luxurious carriage, heard their shouts and couldn't help but sneered and said, "Ants."

Because he doesn't think that people like Vlad can resist his [-] troops, or they are brave and good at fighting.

Looking at the small city not far away, Muhammad II swung his arm directly, and an army of [-] marched towards the city.

On the city wall, the soldiers looked at the approaching army. Although everyone said they were high-spirited, looking at such a large army, it was impossible to say that they were not afraid, but they still held back their fear.

But 10 people are slowly approaching. This is not only the suppression of the number, but also the suppression of the momentum, and the appearance of advancing a little bit like this is even more stressful for them.

Their actions are like killing people. They don't directly cut their throats to make them die quickly, but use a knife to slow them down a little bit, making people's despair infinitely prolong.

Muhammad II likes to torture his enemies like this very much. After all, a [-] army is basically invincible against these small countries.

Seeing the enemy getting closer and closer, the soldiers on the city wall are breathing more and more heavily, and the battle is about to break out!
(End of this chapter)