Injustice in Marvel

Chapter 391
Odin is not Odin, Leon himself is not sure yet, after all, the old man wants to die now, and he doesn’t want to see his eldest daughter even if he dies, if it’s better than dying of old age, finding someone who bullied his son to die together would be a good idea The choice is coming.

Leon looked around vigilantly and almost suspiciously, and then stamped his feet, and then lowered the crowbar he was stepping on.

"There's no blood coming out, so it should be... what the hell am I thinking about me!"

Mad is retarded!

Leon raised his head and glanced at the opposite side, inexplicably as if he was facing an enemy, he gritted his teeth and exposed a mouthful of sharp small teeth to the God Eater Geer who was demonstrating against Leon.

It must be this big fool who has lowered my intelligence!

"Hey! That...chicken neck on the opposite side! That's right! Whatever you look at, it's you!"

Geer was suddenly yelled by Leon, he was still a little dazed, and subconsciously imitated Leon, looked around behind him, and then was directly awakened by Leon, although he didn't understand what the chicken neck in Leon's mouth meant, but You can guess it, it must be nothing good.

"Odin! I will definitely kill you, then kill your son, and put them..."

"Ah, that's enough, that's it, that's it, you must kill those who play with hammers and those who play with big guns, right? Oh, that's fine, it's up to you, anyway, as long as you like, kill whoever you like.

But before you go to kill, did you answer my question first?If I hack you to death in a while, I can help you work hard on your unfinished business, but wouldn't the answer I want be gone? Think about it, isn't this the truth?Um? "

Hearing what Leon said, Geer really thought about it for a while, and unexpectedly found out that it makes a lot of sense...

What a big watermelon! !
Taking a heavy step forward, Geer pointed the tip of his sword at Leon all the time, without shaking at all, he said angrily: "Even if you are not Odin, I will definitely kill you, no one can insult the character of a godslayer!" Er! I..."

"Then how on earth are you going to answer my question, Mr. Chicken Neck."

Leon jumped off the crowbar this time, and asked politely, Geer couldn't fix it again.

After opening and closing his lips for a long time, Geer looked down at the black long sword in his hand.

All his own divine power, as well as the powerful source, all come from this black long sword.

Of course Geer himself knew this fact, and for this long sword, Geer would sometimes stare at it in a daze, thinking carefully and for a long time.

Why is it?
And why me?
Why did it choose a mortal like me, and what does it want to get from a mortal like me?
Thinking of when he got this sword just now, Geer also wanted to know who was the previous owner of this sword, and why did he fight to the death with a golden-armored god of war?
Why... Geer stared at the guy standing in front of him, feeling some faint fluctuations conveyed to him by the Black Death Sword.

Why... the guy that the sword is targeting is not the blond Sol, but this weird guy who doesn't know his real name...

Perhaps, this unsolvable problem that has plagued him for a long time can be answered from this guy.

Thinking of this, Geer withdrew his gaze on the Black Death Sword, looked up at the guy opposite, and said cautiously: "I can answer your question, but at the same time, I also need you to answer my question. After every time I answer your question, you need to answer me two questions."

"One."

"Two! Not negotiable!"

"Three! If not, I'll leave!"

"One! You..."

"make a deal."

Geer: "..."

Hey!
Fuck! ! !
Leon leaned on crutches calmly as if nothing had happened: "Then, I'll go first. The question is still the same, when you got this sword, did you see the guy I mentioned, the guy with black armor and white hair. "

Although Geer himself fell into the trap and gave back the advantage for no reason, Geer now considered himself a character, and didn't bother to argue with the other party about these things, and suffered the loss bitterly.

"If you're talking about a guy with dark pupils and nothing but killing in his eyes, I've seen it.

Moreover, I can tell you with certainty. "

There was an evil smile on Geer's face. He felt that the guy wearing the mask knew so much about the sword, and was so persistent in wanting to know about the white-haired god. There must be a very intimate relationship between gods.

Therefore, Geer raised his head slightly, and the villain's aura was fully opened, and he said in a hoarse voice: "...he is dead. He died in front of me, hehe...how do you feel? ..."

"That would be great!"

Geer: "...surprise...?"

When the last two words were spoken, the voice was so low that even Geer himself could not hear clearly.

He saw the guy on the opposite side jumping up and down, looking happy, not pretending at all.

"You... aren't you friends?!"

"No." Leon nodded and replied, "You're done asking, now it's time for me to ask."

Geer raised his sword again: "Where did I ask!"

Leon reached out and took out a tape recorder from his pocket: "...Aren't you guys friends... No."

The slightly distorted voices of Geer and Leon came out of the tape recorder clearly and intact.

"Look, you asked."

Geer: "...Okay! You ask!"

Leon put the radio on the ground in a cheap way, and pressed it twice again. All of this was done in front of Geer. Seeing Geer's expression that he was about to be angry and shot directly, Leon didn't say too much Happy.

So he deliberately postponed the time for asking questions, pretending that the question he wanted to ask was very difficult to say, Geer waited for a full 5 minutes before he figured it out, he seemed to be played by that guy again .

"You! You..."

"Geor, you should know your sword very well, so what I want to ask you is..."

Leon interrupted the spellcasting, stretched his head forward, and asked softly: "...Then, is your sword alive?"

Pupil Earthquake!

Geer's small eyes were filled with unconcealable shock.

He couldn't control his head, and looked down at the black long sword in his hand.

After a long time, Geer raised his head and said in a hoarse voice: "You have given me an answer to this question.

I have always suspected that this sword is not only conscious, but also has thoughts!

Or……

This sword was meant to be alive!It's just that I'm still reluctant to admit this kind of thing after all, because I can't figure it out.

Now, I can tell you... this sword is indeed alive. "

Geer is eager to know the past of this sword, so after answering Leon's question, he quickly opened and closed his lips and asked eagerly: "I want to know, this sword's... ouch!"

A black pig iron egg hit his forehead, and the pig iron egg fell to the ground, completely deformed, and Geer's head was clearly swollen with the naked eye.It can be seen from this that the speed of fire of this pig iron egg is so fast and its strength is great.

Leon, who was glared at by Geer, spread his hands and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm done asking my questions and the game is over."

Geer's blue face turned red, and he scolded angrily: "You dishonest guy, how could you..."

"Big brother~!"

Leon threw another pig iron egg on Geer, which was split in half by Geer angrily with his sword.

Leon slid the two black cast iron eggs in his hands like an old man, and more iron balls were flying around Leon's body, spinning constantly, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, coming and going erratically.

Leon said: "We are talking about life and death now. Why are you playing house like a child, don't you...do you still have expectations in your heart, thinking that we can chat so slowly and become friends in the end?
Stop making trouble, big brother~"

Geer yelled: "I'll kill you!"

Leon responded with a hey smile: "It's exactly what I want, Brother Octopus."

The iron ball flew, and instantly hit Geer, who was flying towards Geer with his teeth bared and sword in hand. Geer slashed or dazzled, and rushed through the dense rain of iron balls without dodging at all, and was about to kill Leon soon. .

At this time, he had already raised his sword, and was about to chop off one of the masked man's arms first, and then slowly cut off his limbs, and tortured him to death in order to avenge his humiliation. Geer, who was about to stab out, was suddenly distorted by the pain and impact brought by the series of impacts on his back, his feet slipped, and he fell to Leon's feet with his feet backwards like a hungry dog ​​pooping.

"Look, why are you so careless? You know that I can control these little iron balls, but why are you still so careless?"

Geer's body has been strengthened and blessed by the divine power absorbed by the Black Death Sword. Ordinary sharp weapons are completely useless to him, let alone iron knives.

However, blunt weapon blows should be suffered or have to be suffered. This is the same reason that body armor can save your life, but it cannot protect you from pain and fractures.

Loki, who has seen through the facts, is right. He and Thor were indeed used by the unscrupulous bastard Leon as props to consume Geer, and they were the best ones to use.

During their battle with Geer, Leon keenly discovered that although Thor's hammer was charged, and those who used hammers were more proficient than those who used spears, Geer would rather choose to be hammered by Sol's hammer when he had to. , and will not take the risk of being poked by the Eternal Gun to deal with Sol, who seems to be more dangerous.

Leon saw it a total of three times, each time.

And just now, Leon suddenly conspired and hit Geer with a pig iron egg, which was also for experimental reasons.

It now appears that this is indeed the case.

…………

Lowering his head, Leon said slowly, "It hurts."

"Ahhh-!!!"

Geer was completely, thoroughly irritated, and this was what Leon wanted to see.

"Hahaha! Didn't hit!"

Leon jumped up into the air, dodging Geer's sword. He was in the air, holding a crowbar to block Geer's several sword waves. Leon shouted: "Be careful behind you!!"

Geer was wary of Leon in the sky, so he didn't choose to jump into the sky, but turned around cautiously, swung his sword and slashed...

Didn't cut it.

Mainly Gerr slipped and fell again.

How is this possible!

Geer turned over and looked at his feet. At some point, a piece of ice the size of a basin appeared there, smooth as a mirror, and it was spreading under his feet!
That being said, the sudden slip and fall just now was also...

"That's right. You tentacles... tentacles...you're an ugly monster anyway.

Let me tell you, a person who simply uses a sword must be so strong that he is completely unreasonable, in order to deal with enemies with endless tricks~"

After finishing speaking, under Geer's eyes full of murderous intent, countless ice blades and icicles appeared in the sky out of thin air, each pointing the tip at himself.

"This is a gift for you." Leon said, "A gift from the God of the North: Dabingliuzi!"

The ice was howling, and Geer didn't dare to use his body milk to resist these ice cubes that he didn't know what other tricks there would be. He pulled away and stood up with one leg, but the other didn't.

His feet were frozen by the big ice cube, and the solid ice under his feet was no longer the size of a water basin. Not only that, Geer was horrified to find that the ice cubes under his feet were still expanding , and the underground part is no longer known how deep it is.

"Let you pay attention if you don't pay attention, you cross! Kid, Batman told us that if you don't understand your opponent, you will suffer a lot."

The ice front roared, and Geer didn't hear Leon's words at all. By the time he pulled out his frozen feet from the ice, the delay in the middle was enough for the ice picks to touch him.

The black sword danced wildly, and Geer had no choice but to save himself on the spot.

The attack came and went quickly. When Geer gasped slightly and cut off all the ice picks, he looked up again. The sky was already densely packed with the figure of the masked man, and Each of them held a crude long-handled hammer in their hands.

In the sky, Leon himself flung a black turtle lying on his head, and said triumphantly: "You seem to be very used to fighting alone, but you are not very used to fighting in groups. Every time you destroy Shenting , trying to break through one by one, right?

Ha ha ha ha!Then let my avatars greet you first.

The Fourth Natural Disaster Brigade~Listen to my orders~Everyone is on your marks~~
Eight-door Dunjia, open! ! "

One kind of avatars all drank fake wine, howled and rushed down with a sledgehammer.

On the other hand, Leon took out a pistol, and he said "biubiubiu" in his own mouth, with obvious strokes.

After a few seconds, Leon seemed to have thought of something interesting. He smiled sinisterly, put away his pistol, and took out a large handful of gems of various colors from his coat pocket (actually in the space).

"At this time, fart seems to be a good opportunity to not only operate in actual combat, but also practice skills and brush up your proficiency~"

An unpolished diamond bomb flew into the air, Leon squeezed his hands, and a magic circle appeared.

"Summoning: Bao Yu!"

..........................................

In the backlight of a barren stone platform, a man with a broken arm was holding a long black sword tightly with his only remaining hand, panting heavily.

And behind him, there was a singing voice coming from a distance: "Ah Lilu! Build our country! Harry! Athletes are majestic and heroic! Ah Lilu...

Oh~ you are here.Is this shady place the graveyard you found for yourself? "

The man holding the sword looked back in despair, the sky and the ground were densely packed, and there were enemies everywhere.

(End of this chapter)