Marvel Nephalem

Smoke was everywhere and devastation was everywhere. In an alien invasion, New York, once considered the world's economic leader, was almost completely wiped out from this beautiful planet.

Even New York's Central Park, known as the most beautiful in the world, was mercilessly baptized by Chiritan artillery fire.

Under a red poplar tree that had been blown down by artillery fire, a young homeless man in simple clothes was crying.

This beautiful tree from the mysterious East broke the tramp's legs when it fell.

The heartbreaking cries attracted the New York police who participated in the fire search and rescue, as well as a tall, burly figure who looked like a professional bodybuilder.

He is 1.8 meters tall, with shoulders that develop horizontally. There is no muscle that appears saggy due to age, and there is a hint of invisible fear.

He has long pale hair, a disheveled beard, a resolute face that is calm and self-defeating, a broken eyebrow that seems to have been scratched by a sharp weapon, and the same shabby and dirty rags.

This is also a wanderer, although his figure and appearance do not match him at all.

Facing the roaring police sirens, the young homeless man held back his cries, and the fire of hope ignited in his eyes.

He knew this old wanderer. He was a mysterious figure in Central Park. Some said he was a businessman who lost all his money in business. Others said he was a notorious gangster who was betrayed. Some even speculated that he was a certain gold belt. The winner was wandering in the park because he lost all his wealth due to drinking.

After all, from the appearance point of view, this old man is indeed not simple, and in terms of body shape, he is untouchable.

He shouted in a short tone: "Help me, old mute, I can't be caught by the police, they will beat me up and throw me into Mexico. I can't leave this free air."

"Ah, the humble freedom of not having enough to eat."

The always silent old mute glanced at the young tramp with dull eyes, spat on the ground, and walked toward the forest with disdain under the surprised gaze of the young tramp.

"Damn old guy, you have to save me. If they catch me, I won't let you go. I want you to go back to the border wall with me."

......

The noisy Manhattan branch was filled with people pleading, asking questions, and crying.

"Get out of the way, please get out of the way"

Two plump New York policemen pushed aside the crowd in a panic. In front of them, a tall and burly old mute was following behind them with his hands behind his back, expressionless.

His extremely lethal transverse muscles and his calm and intimidating face made the scene quieter in an instant.

This burly old man seemed to have a natural intimidation of a predator, making people inevitably fearful.

It also attracted the attention of a black policeman. He put down the caller who was asking for news about his family and walked towards the fat policeman who was escorting the old mute: "Bob, who is this person?"

"It's just a homeless man, Mahoney. He didn't answer any questions when he was caught in Central Park. I guess..." The fat police officer pointed to his greasy Mediterranean and continued: "I guess there is something wrong here. We are preparing to put him there." He's in a holding cell, and maybe his size can keep those bastards from trying to take advantage of the aliens when they come."

The black policeman named Mahoney stared at the old mute for a while. The old mute's dull eyes made him frown and said: "Don't you think his figure is not what a homeless man should have?"

"Uh...you mean he might be a fugitive from somewhere."

Mahoney glanced at the old mute up and down, reached out and grabbed the other man's arm, which was almost as thick as his thigh, and said to the fat police officer: "I will take him to the inquiry room, you can do other things."

"Come on, I need to ask you a few questions."

In the interrogation room, Police Officer Brett Mahoney was sitting upright, staring at the old mute with a solemn expression. Police officers who have been handling cases for a long time usually have an intuition. He could detect from the dull eyes of this strong old man that the other party might be a human being. A numb person who suffered a heavy blow and was disheartened.

There are many such people in New York. Usually, the lives of such people have undergone tremendous changes. Generally speaking, the vast majority of such people are quite depressed. Even if they have criminal motives, they lack the necessary conditions because of their long-term decadent wandering life. Their physical fitness has been destroyed.

But this difference in front of me is that no matter how indifferent it appears, it is harmless to humans and animals.

He doesn't look like a humble wanderer. On the contrary, judging from his appearance, even if he is not a business tycoon, he may be the godfather of a gang organization.

His intuition told him that this homeless old man was not an ordinary person at all. Otherwise, the oppressive feeling that could make all strangers feel intimidated could not be explained at all. At least from this point, Mahoney guessed it accurately.

"Host, if you continue to maintain an attitude of non-participation and non-cooperation, things will progress in a worse direction. You may be deported and eventually die in an alley in Mexico."

"In this way, let's discuss and I will give you open permissions. I can feel your desire for power. Although my power cannot fulfill your long-cherished wish to resurrect your family, you can create a better life through the power I give you. Hello Are you listening, host?”

"Qin Han, you bastard, you prayed for the power to change your life. I came as promised, but why did you give up on yourself? You think this system has a lot of time to spend with you. Don't take yourself too seriously. I have already I made the biggest concession, violated the rules and forcibly gave you barbarian blood and level, what else do you want?"

"It has been six years. I have given you a makeover according to your request. You could have become a master with this power. I am the stone of the world. With me, I can let you turn the world upside down and cover the sky with one hand, even if If you don’t like it, just say something, as long as you wish, I can send you to the main universe anytime, anywhere.”

"In this way, I will give you one more step. The Hellfire Ring has no level requirements and allows you to reach the sky in one step. You can enjoy the feeling of not being killed by a pistol to the head, and shooting out a sea of ​​flames with one punch. How can you not do this? If you don't do something, I will disappear. , you will lose your power and be trapped in the Marvel world forever. Don’t you know how scary this world is?”

"It seems that I will never be able to wake up a person who is pretending to sleep..."

There were constant noises in his mind, and the old mute was lost in memories. Although he was sitting in a cold interrogation room, his blood was drawn and his fingerprints were tested by a black policeman, and reporters were filming him, asking whether he should be counted as a stowaway. deport.

But his empty eyes were looking at the cold wall, which was the influence of his previous life.

Once, he had a happy family with three generations living under the same roof. He was already in his early thirties at the time. Although sometimes the heavy family burden made him very tired, seeing his family happy and contented made the world in his eyes colorful.

Until a natural disaster wiped out all the colors.

When he was picked out from the rubble by rescuers, he had become a walking zombie living in his memory. Torn apart by beautiful memories and cruel reality, he could not get out.

Mental illness is like this. He understands that he must let go of the past. To dwell in memories like this is not only torturing himself, but also irresponsible to his family members who have passed away. They will not want him to continue like this.

But he just couldn't let go and couldn't get out of the predicament. The past was still vivid in his mind, and the memories had become a nightmare. So Qin Han subconsciously began to call: If there is really an existence in this universe that can change everything, I am willing to do anything to save me. Everything I ever held dear.

He traveled through time, and a system claiming to be the World Stone attached itself to him, allowing him to find his family members in parallel worlds. As a reward, he needed to travel back and forth between the two worlds and go to different time and space in Sanctuary to collect power for it.

When he was secretly excited to find his family in the parallel world, he retreated.

Qin Han, who was hidden in the night, looked at the familiar and unfamiliar faces in the window, as well as the Qin Han who looked exactly like himself. They crowded on the sofa, watched TV, and laughed.

His elderly parents, with strong personalities, only care about his fragile wife, and...his daughter Nini. The scene he once thought he would never see again is right in front of him at this moment. The self in that parallel world seems to be deprived of him. The culprit in life made him extremely jealous.

"Host, everything has to be paid for. Don't hesitate. Kill Qin Han in the parallel world. That is your life. As long as you replace him, your family will be complete."

......

"Damn it, that nigger is going to throw you over the border, snap his neck so we can get out."

"roll"

The old mute Qin Han's answer was just like that night 6 years ago, short, powerful and unwavering.