Marvel's Magneto is a good guy

Chapter 335 This chicken is really big!

"Are you sure you're not kidding me?" Thor's eyes were fixed on the black crow, his expression a little ugly.

"What do you think? You don't know that crow, do you?" Eric sneered, and with a wave of his hand, he wiped off the hair of the two-headed strange bird, and then conjured up a sharp knife, ripped open its belly, and melted a large piece of it. Snow, clean it, change the knife, pickle...

Sif and the three warriors of Asgard looked at the crow, then at the strange bird, and always felt that Eric was killing a chicken for the monkey to see, no, it was killing the bird for the bird...

Eric seemed to be aware of their thoughts, and suddenly raised his head and smiled at them. Sif shuddered in fright, and dared not look any more. He stepped forward and stood beside Thor, "Thor, This is indeed His Majesty's raven."

"I know! I even fed it worms! Damn it!" Thor couldn't accept that his father had turned into a worm-eating crow, and his face was extremely ugly.

"Ga! Ga!" Odin Crow looked at his son, and there seemed to be a hint of relief in his eyes.

"Odin, it's not without benefits for you to become a crow, at least, you can see with both eyes!" Eric was busy building a barbecue grill, while sarcasm Odin.

"You!" The Asgard Four stared at him, "You are not allowed to insult His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty? Cut, I've been this shitty Majesty too!" Eric muttered in a low voice without letting anyone hear him.

The barbecue grill has been set up, and Eric put the strange bird on it.The monster bird is very big, it is more than ten meters high when it stands, but Eric's barbecue grill is bigger, it is 20 meters long, and another monster bird will do!

Eric waved his hand, and a faint blue flame suddenly ignited on the snow, blown by the cold wind, and the flame jumped tens of meters high, which shocked everyone.

"Leave me alone, you guys are talking about yours. This chicken is a bit big. I'm afraid Hogan won't cook it well, so I'll do it myself!" The cumin noodles are made, and chili powder is sprinkled on top, and the aroma of barbecue fills the ice field in a short while.

"It's so big, even if it's cooked, can we finish it?" the bearded Vostage whispered, but Eric could hear it clearly.

Eric smiled, "Yes, definitely, there will be a lot of people coming soon!"

"Anyone else wants to come here? Who?" Sif drew out her sword and pointed it at Eric, "Say, what is your purpose!"

"Purpose? What purpose can I have? Can I still roast him?" Eric pointed to Odin's crow and sneered, but it provoked the Asgard Four to be furious, and they drew their weapons and were about to step forward Start playing.

"Odin Bolson!" A roar from the sky interrupted the attack of Asgard's group of four, and Bor fell from the sky with his battle ax in his hands.

"You are!" Asgard's group of four couldn't help screaming when they saw Bor's familiar appearance. Thor looked at him carefully for a long time, and his expression became more and more shocked, "You are, my grandfather? No, no, it's impossible! He You have been dead for thousands of years! You are Loki...er..."

After Bor stood firm, he frowned at Odin's crow, but when he saw it, he was stunned again. Obviously he didn't expect his son to become like this, and then he saw Thor again, the familiar Divine power, the feeling of being connected by blood, told him who this is, "Thor? Son of Odin."

"Yes, but, who are you?" Thor asked suspiciously.

"I'm your grandpa!"

Thor's face turned black, he raised Thor's hammer, and a bolt of lightning hit Bor directly, "I am your uncle!"

Bor waved Thor's lightning away, blowing his beard and staring in anger, "Bastard grandson, he is worse than your father! Get down!"

Bor fell down with an axe, and Thor set up Thor's hammer to parry, but was directly pressed to the ground by the powerful force, unable to move.

"Thor!" Asgard's group of four screamed and attacked Bor.

Odin's crow flew down, hovered in the battle group, and made two ugly calls, "Ga! Ga!"

"What do you mean? Damn it, you can't speak human language?" Bor slapped Odin's crow out, then looked at his hand in disbelief, and then at Odin.

While brushing the oil on the barbecue, Eric watched the family fight in full swing, he laughed and said, "He gave up his body and divine power, even his soul!"

Bor glared at Eric, then turned his head and glared at Odin's crow, "You! You! You actually gave up the honor of the Asa Protoss! You bastard!"

"Ga! Ga!" Odin's crow was not injured. It patted the snow on its body with its wings and calmly stopped on a branch.

"Hey! Can I get up first?" Thor struggled to get up.

Bor snorted coldly and withdrew his divine power, and Thor started to run slowly, standing between Bor and Odin's crow, looking at this and then at that, "So, are you really my grandfather? That Grandpa who has been dead for more than 1 years?"

"You've only been dead for 1 years!" Bor was anxious, and raised his hand to pat Thor on the back of the head.

Thor shrank his neck and didn't dare to fight back. He didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment, so he couldn't help muttering, "Weird things happen every year, especially this year. Dad turned into a crow and died 1 times. Nian's grandfather was resurrected again..."

"What are you muttering about?" Bol was not deaf, and kicked Thor's ass again angrily, kicking him like a dog eating shit.

Eric laughed happily when he saw Thor's embarrassment. With a wave of one hand, one of the strange bird's legs was cut off and flew to Boer.

Boer was not polite, he stretched out his hand to catch the five-meter-long real thigh, sat down on the ground and began to chew, "Why are you here?"

Eric shrugged and pointed at Odin's crow with his chin, "Just like you, ask him why he cheated."

"So, there's nothing we can do with him?" Bor frowned, and took a bite of the bird meat. "Damn it, this meat is delicious! Bring me some wine!"

The bearded Vostage curled his lips, "How can there be wine in this wilderness?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his nostrils trembled, and the strong aroma of wine almost took his soul away, "Asgard's wine!"

Eric took out a few jars of good wine and distributed them to everyone, "It's not impossible, it depends on whether he wants to talk, if he doesn't want to talk, it's useless for us to bother."

"That's right." Boll took another sip of wine depressedly.

"Where are those poor guys following you?" Eric was talking about the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who followed Bor here. He sensed a circle, but he didn't find where they were.

Bor snorted coldly in disdain, and pointed to the top, "There are a lot of people outside who want to come in, and they are stopping them."

Eric nodded knowingly, and Killian's plan was considered a success, and the inaccessible Antarctic became lively.

At this moment, a bright silver armor approached from far and near, and Iron Man arrived.

"Hey, you guys having a BBQ party? Mind adding an extra person? Oh my god, this chicken is huge!"

(End of this chapter)