Transforming American comics starts with a leap of faith

Chapter 161 It's up to you!

Malzahar faced the earth, his eyes were full of irritability and doubts.

He was very upset when he was stepped on by Dante in the air before, but with the city of the prophet, he was not angry and troubled until now.

Then facing the clown, although it ushered in failure again, it was not too unexpected.

Malzahar was fully prepared, the matter would not be resolved so easily, it was just a small attempt, and did not delay his real plan.

Around the earth, he has used the mind stone to arrange a perception network. No matter how the clown enters or exits, the power from the infinite gem can capture the thought fluctuations of the other party.

Nor does space jumping.

This is an advanced use of gems, and ordinary characters can't bear the consumption.

And as long as the clown is still on Earth, in Malzahar's view, victory is a matter of time.

That annoying power of hope is both a barrier and a cage.

While restricting the interference of the forces above the Heavenly Father, it also restricts the improvement of the strength of the insiders, so that they will never be able to fight against the real powerhouse of the void.

In other words, even though the current Earth is a somewhat difficult character, relatively speaking, its essence is still weak, just like the fragile body of a planet, it will shatter at the touch of a touch.

After experiencing the initial distress, Malzahar has figured it out.

He doesn't panic at all now, and even feels that he has an advantage, thinking that there are two choices at the moment.

One is to wait for the power of hope to dissipate naturally... But in his opinion, this is a bit negative.

It's not like he can't beat it!

The will of the void can't stand this qi.

So Malzahar chose the second.

Arrange enough and strong void creatures on the earth, and search for traces of clowns in a carpet-like manner, forcing them to go to the sky and have nowhere to go.

The so-called catch a turtle in a urn...

Even if the clown takes the risk and wants to leave the earth, he will never be able to hide it from the eyes and ears of the prophet. The one who welcomes the clown will be the siege and interception from the high heavenly father.

No matter how you look at it, it's a sure win.

"The plan is like this, and things should develop like this...but why...I'm a little uneasy."

Malzahar's eyes flashed.

He moved his body to avoid the energy bombardment of the Rainbow Bridge, and then continued to observe the earth in a leisurely manner.

Asgard did not ignore him, but often launched surprise attacks.

On the contrary, the earth, after giving him a hot air balloon, never moved again.

The initiative is too poor.

However, in Asgard's domain, Odin is the only one who can really be the opponent of the Void Prophet. Their fleet and weapons for fighting the universe are not enough to pose a threat to him.

Similar attacks can only be regarded as harassment, and Malzaha didn't want to delay the business, so he didn't even bother to respond.

He continued his thinking... still couldn't figure out what was wrong.

"It's not right, it's just not right."

The Prophet of the Void adjusted his orientation, his eyes pierced through the atmosphere, and he swept across America, Europa, and the vast land of Africa, but he couldn't find the thing that caused him to be alert.

Adhering to the principle of whether there is a date or not, Malzaha decided to try it out.

He spread out his right hand, and there were three dots of light floating above it.

It was a creature with great potential created by the Void Prophet.

"Kazik? No, it's a bit off, and I have to eat for a while."

There are not many choices, and the results are obtained in a short while.

"It's up to you! Void Envoy... Illaoi, break out the bottom of the earth for me!"

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"Ahhh!"

A loud roar sounded.

Thor on Asgard looked bored.

He had just persuaded Heimdall to shoot Malzahar with the Rainbow Bridge, but as expected, he returned in vain.

When he wanted to do another shot, Heimdall refused.

Naturally, he couldn't help the gatekeeper of God's Domain, and after yelling, he had no choice but to leave in despair.

This feeling of being aggrieved is unbearable for the immature Thor.

"Brother, what do you think father is thinking, why don't you mobilize the army, and just go and fuck him!"

Loki, who was called by Thor, rolled his eyes.

Sol has a very blind confidence in God's Domain and his own strength.

The power of the Void is obvious to all, and even Odin himself could not stop it.

Although dying in a bloody battle is an honor for the Asgardians... but looking for death, no matter when you look at it, it will make people feel stupid.

"Don't worry, Saul, the situation is not going to happen now, and sooner or later there will be a big battle between the two sides, but it's not the time yet."

"Then watch the intruders and dominate our territory?"

Thor's eyes widened and he yelled, "No, I can't bear it! Asgard doesn't accept provocations!"

That posture almost made Loki laugh.

He sighed in his heart: "This stupid..."

Of course, there was still the earnest and kind persuasion on his lips: "Don't worry, don't worry, it will be fine, it will be fine."

All this was seen by the discerning Heimdall.

He turned his head and made a small report.

"Wang, those two hozens are tossing again."

Well, that's not what it says, but that's what it means.

Odin, who had just woken up from a deep sleep, had not had time to move his arms and legs when the news came from his ears.

With the experience of the old god king, this situation made him feel worried.

Helplessly sighed.

No matter how close they are to his children, none of them can rest easy.

Seeing him like this, Frigg lowered her head and smiled slightly, stroked his back, and said slowly, "The children are still young."

Although she didn't hear Heimdall's whisper, the only thing that could make the King of God's Domain act like this was the question of the successor.

The two have known and loved each other for tens of thousands of years, and it is no longer the point where they understand each other...

Although Odin knew that Frigga was just comforting him, he still laughed.

Yeah, the kids were young, and as long as he was alive, there was still time.

The old couple talked for a while, and Odin asked, "How is he?"

"I can't tell you...you should see for yourself."

Leaving the living room, the two retreated from the attendants, walked for a while, and found an empty corner in the fairy palace.

Frigg stretched out her hand and lit up the light.

Countless runes emerged from the concealment, and then an ordinary wooden house was revealed.

The two walked in with ease.

Odin: "Is he still awake?"

"No, but the wound has healed."

"Well, it's already a miracle that he survived."

There are not many furnishings in the room, and it is not like the luxury of the Golden Palace of the God King at all. On a stone bed in the middle, a tall and majestic figure is sleeping.

There was a foot-long hideous wound on his abdomen, which was almost healed now, and looked like a bright red scar.

Frigg: "Yeah, I did that kind of thing, and I still survived... Looking at the whole universe, there should be only one like this."

The breathing of the person on the stone bed was so weak that it was hard to detect, and the rise and fall of the chest was almost invisible, but there was no doubt that this person was indeed alive and even recovering.

Looking at the bald head, Odin narrowed his eyes.

At first, when Heimdall found Kratos' body, he only planned to restrain it and bury it, but after taking it back to Asgard with the Rainbow Bridge, he was surprised to find that...

This guy didn't die.

The Olympus Excalibur had disappeared, but the blood-spitting wound was slowly healing.

According to this progress, as long as it takes some time, this bald head can climb up again... It's just that I don't know what Kratos will gain and what he will lose after crossing the death.

Odin: "Set him up."

Frigg nodded: "I will."

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