Infinite universe from Marvel

Chapter 145 Invasion (2)

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Ye Zhili walked into this world gently, and the feeling of nausea still surrounded him. He thought he was used to seeing blood, but when he saw his heart, the feeling of stomach acid surged directly made him pass out... again When he opened his eyes, it seemed to be a strange place. He knew that these were all dreams, but he couldn't get out of the dreamland, he just felt that there was boundless blood in his eyes——

The blood-colored sky, the blood-colored earth, the corpses stained red, and the dark throne that stands at the end of the world, as if piercing through heaven and earth.

The sword was halfway up the throne, looking upright like a flagpole.

The girl walked slowly from under the throne, there seemed to be a hint of resentment in her cold eyes.

"Ache..."

Ye Zhili muttered to himself, the girl in black school uniform in front of her was his fiancée, the girl who died in the whirlpool three years ago.

Meeting here was not what Ye Zhili expected, but she still walked towards him, stepping on the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, leaving the twilight earth behind.

"Is that you..."

"It's me... I'm in... the sword." Leng Che whispered softly, his eyebrows slightly frowned.

She took Ye Zhili's hand, and the tenderness turned into passionate love. Before Ye Zhili could react, the surrounding scene changed again——

When she regained her senses, the girl's soft palm was already attached to Ye Zhili's, and her warm body temperature came from her delicate fingers. In this hot night, this temperature is so unique.

Ye Zhili looked down at Leng Che's holding hands with him, startled for a moment, and when he wanted to look up at her again, she had already led Ye Zhili to the front, leaving a petite back alone .

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, he could only shake his head, pretending to be a gentle knight, and silently followed behind her.

Ye Zhili looked around, and the familiar western-style spire tower and Middle Eastern-style dome library came into view. It was Teikyo University, where Ye Zhili spent three crucial years in his life.

He still remembers this summer night, it was the first time they went out on a date, the newly repaired lights cast a few lights through the midsummer leaves, illuminating a few passers-by in a hurry.

Ye Zhili couldn't see their expressions, but could only hear a few sparse cicadas in the distance, and the breeze came through her figure as if piercing through the sultry heat of summer, bringing a pleasant smell. fragrance.

The evening wind didn't wake up Ye Zhili, he was in a trance, he didn't know where the end of the journey was, maybe even she didn't know where the end of the journey would be, maybe he just wanted to go on like this.

But Leng Che stopped, and bumped into Ye Zhili who was thinking behind him unexpectedly. The girl lowered her head and blushed, and Ye Zhili also blushed. At the beginning, he really had no experience in getting along.

"Do you still remember our meeting? It was also one night, but it was raining." Leng Che raised his head to look at her. Her height was not short among girls, but she was still a little short in front of Ye Zhili.

"Well, I still remember." Ye Zhili still looked preoccupied.

"Li, don't be too sad." Leng Che suddenly stood on tiptoe, and whispered beside his earlobe, the hot breath from the girl made his heart itchy, and Ye Zhili was a little dazed, not knowing how to respond.

Leng Che turned her head and turned her back to him, her expression was a little melancholy, her hands were clenched around her waist, and she was shy, it was Huaichun's throbbing.Looking around, the front and back of the path are infinitely extended bluestone roads. Not far away is the famous "Sparkling Pavilion" of Teikyo University. The place where I like to meet, the dense arrow bamboo forest stretches up to the sky.

After a while, as if she had made up her mind, she plucked up her courage and said, "That sword... has become one with me. I live in your heart. As long as you want, we can fight together."

"...Really?" The girl's soft voice made Ye Zhili stunned for a while.

"That's right, my existence is similar to a sword spirit. I was swallowed by it three years ago, but my heart is still there, and I am the only living person in the world inside the sword." Leng Che said, "It has sealed too many ancient sword spirits. Spirit, it is born to be a hero's weapon, and I hope you are also...a hero of the world." The girl said firmly, her nose and earlobes turned bright red, and her three thousand blue hair swayed gently in the night wind.The retro Imperial University school uniform is a cheongsam style, and the freehand landscapes are outlined with ink brushes, which adds a lot of color to her, and fully sets off her unique ethereal temperament.

Ye Zhili was very pleased, she was as slim and graceful as three years ago, like a green lotus blooming in early autumn; but he was soon surrounded by boundless guilt, he was incompetent, he was useless, he couldn't even protect his own girl... …he lowered his head, a sense of loss enveloped him.

"There is no need to feel guilty. From today onwards, I am your sword. Get out of the prison. I have a hunch that the appearance of the giant beast is man-made and deliberate. This time the transformation of the beast was controlled by some people. "Leng Che's unwavering eyes calmed Ye Zhili a lot, but what she said was shocking enough.

"Che, can you see the outside world?!" Ye Zhili suddenly hugged her tightly. The girl's relatively petite body made him feel warmer than ever before. He wanted to cry, but it turned out that Leng Che was still there...

"Yes." The girl nodded firmly, "I'm waiting for you."

"Then... how should I use that sword?" Ye Zhili's heart jumped up and down, and he could feel his tears rushing up and down, merging with his regret.

A picture emerged in his mind, a lonely girl sitting on a high platform-like throne overlooking the earth, only blood in sight, in the endless deep sea, she waited hard for three years.

I'm really sorry, Ye Zhili's slump and depression were suddenly swept away, if he didn't have the motivation to escape from the prison before, but now he has - he wants to escape from this prison!

Leng Che didn't directly answer his question, Ye Zhili's anger and resentment came from his heart again, at first it was a small pinch, and then it grew bigger and bigger, like a fire under a coal mine, burning like never before.

The two still embraced tightly, and the dark throne and the black giant sword reappeared in front of his eyes, forming a curtain covering the sky for them, simple and magnificent, worthy of the giant seat of the gods!
"Should I draw the sword?!" Ye Zhili separated from the flushed girl in front of him, suddenly raised his head, and looked at the huge sword that towered like a giant pillar!

Even if he is far away and as tall as the Tongtian Tower, he is no longer afraid.

"Well, pull it out, this sword has recognized you in a real sense, A Li!" At this moment, Leng Che's voice also became high-pitched.

"I understand, thank you, I will definitely find a way to let you go, Che." Ye Zhili nodded, and strode towards the throne, he climbed up step by step along the stairs, his feet were strong and hard The steps on the ground shattered into cracks one after another!
"My body has been devoured and destroyed. If you want to bring me out, you must reshape your real personality. Ari, you need to find the throne and get its approval!" - A girl's voice full of hope came from her ears.

The strong wind was blowing towards his face, mixed with a disgusting smell of blood, he nodded his head in agreement, and he was sure that his goal would not change.He walked up to the throne, the sky-reaching giant sword, with its jet-black spiral lines, was exactly... the body of this sword! !

Ye Zhili stretched out his right hand without any hesitation, and the palm and the black pattern fit together, as if no longer distinguishing each other.A clear feeling came, the blood seemed to be drawn, the soul seemed to be sucked, and the throne seemed to become a black hole.He saw his right hand decomposing at a speed visible to the naked eye, reminding him of the white maggot-ridden carrion from survival training that the jackals and vultures fed on.Soon he exposed the nerves and subcutaneous tissue, and then saw the connective tissue, finger extensor muscles, and then the dark white bones, which were so white and terrifying.

The rotten power quickly spread to his whole body along his right hand. Leng Che looked at him from behind, watching him roar like an angry dragon, making a violent and painful loud sound, echoing like a bell!Half of his body was corroded, his flesh and blood were swallowed, his fat was sucked away, his muscles began to rupture, and the rushing blood in his arteries turned into coquettish blood flowers, which flowed into the wriggling black lines one after another... There was a horrible suction force, which bound him and the sword firmly, it was more painful than Ling Chi, and he had to watch his flesh and blood peel off with his eyes, watching every inch of tissue fly away from his body.

This is the process of it devouring flesh and blood, but it was stretched for countless seconds here by Ye Zhili, and the stagnation feeling when the heart exploded came like a tide, he finally couldn't help it, he had reached the limit of his body, ten Hundreds and thousands of times of pain hit the whole body like a tsunami.

As the saying goes, "If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight", if you really want to lift this sword, you must also bear that kind of inhuman pain!
The sword suddenly began to shrink, and the shrinking speed was astonishingly fast. In just a few seconds, it had changed from an Optimus Prime-like giant sword to a wide sword in hand. It was held tremblingly by the bony hand, but it exuded a bright light. The dark red light!Those black stripes and sword edges seem to be heated by some kind of force, and the light is as dazzling as a torch!
He tremblingly held up the ancient sword of the throne, as if holding up the torch of Olympus, feeling the heroic ambition passed down in the narrative epics of thousands of years ago.Even if it was fiction, the seething energy still set him on fire.

The blade pointed to the sky, and the blood-colored clouds dispersed due to the violent hurricane, revealing a transparent starry night.The cool night wind was still blowing gently on her cheeks. The blushing black girl looked at the familiar and heroic young man, and finally showed a relieved smile—"I will bear all the pain and hatred with you!" She shouted loudly at the young man, standing on the throne, like a queen waiting for a hero to triumph.

"Ache...wait for me!" At this moment, Ye Zhili turned his head resolutely, dragged his long sword, and drew long scratches on the ground.

　Come on, there are still 10,000+ words to save
　　
　
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