Marvel movie havoc

"The spirit of the wind, the shadow of death, the soul of the saint..."

Looking at the mess of materials in his hands, Li Qingyuan fell into a downtime state!

Who can tell him what these things are?

Originally, he thought that the materials he got should be things like Nine Heavens Black Iron and Pangu Fine Gold. However, when the old gods began to take out the inventory at the bottom of the box, he realized that he had taken it too much for granted.

You said he can understand the unicorn's horn and the dragon's claws, but what on earth are the saint's soul and the shadow of death?

"Mage, do you need anything else?" Anasi stared at him excitedly, jumping up and down happily.

Anansi's body is actually a huge spider. Just now, someone defeated the Queen of Sheba and he won dozens of followers. For Anansi now, the mage is his closest relative.

So when he saw the mage frowning slightly, Anansi immediately volunteered and ran over, ready to give him a blow or something.

"I need a furnace now, preferably one with divinity!" Li Qingyuan thought for a moment, then reached out and collected all the materials into his portable space and said.

What a joke, no matter whether he knows how to use these materials, as long as they are in his pocket, can he still take them out?

Besides, the reason why I can't figure out how to forge these materials now is probably because I haven't mastered my casting skills yet. As long as I level up two more levels, I'll know how to use these things.

"How about Vulkan's furnace? His furnace should be fine, right?" After hearing what he said, Mamaji asked Odin directly.

Vulkan is the god of fire. In addition to making gunpowder, making artifacts is also one of his powers.

Everyone knows that Vulcan is doing pretty well now. He not only opened the largest firearms manufacturing factory in the United States in Texas, but also became the mayor of the town. He is considered a leader among the old gods.

But no one thought about it carefully, because unlike the Queen of Sheba, Vulcan had never been in despair. When human technology changed from spears and armor to gunpowder cannons, Vulcan was already the earliest beneficiary!

So among the gods, that guy Vulcan is the least likely to betray.

"No, Vulkan's furnace is his own. Although Vulkan is dead now, he just passed away and the mark of divine power is still there. Others will not be able to use it in a short period of time!" Odin quickly dissuaded him.

You must know that he killed Vulkan. If such a group of gods were to go to Vulkan's grave to investigate, someone would be able to discover the real cause of Vulkan's death.

After all, the permissions of the gods are all diverse, and each guy has his own unique stunts. Even Odin can't guarantee that he can do it flawlessly.

"Then go to my place. I remember that I should have a furnace that my old friend used thousands of years ago. It should still be usable!" Black God put away his hammer and said to Li Qingyuan.

Just like there are countless versions of Jesus Christ, the God of Fire and the God of Forging are actually divided into many versions!

It's just that except for Vulcan, who became the righteous god of popular belief due to his large number of believers, the other losers were directly lost in the long river of history.

But even though they failed, they still left some traces of history, such as the Galaxy Furnace left by Black God's friend.

Seeing what Black God said, the gods had no objection. Although Black God's strength is slightly insufficient compared to Mamaji and Odin, he can still be regarded as a master who can firmly occupy the front row of combat power. In addition, he has There are three Star God sisters living with him, and he is responsible for protecting the safety of the mage, so everyone can absolutely rest assured.

Of course, the so-called protecting the safety of mages is just polite. What everyone really wants to protect is the treasure they just took out!

Those materials are very precious treasures even for gods. We are not familiar with the mage. If we entrust him with most of our wealth and life, what if the other party takes away the money and runs away?

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"You guys live here?"

Looking at the dilapidated apartment building in front of him, Li Qingyuan felt like his head was full of black lines.

"I can't afford a better house with my salary. Besides, you're a god. Why do you pay so much attention to external enjoyment?"

Black God held a homemade cigarette in his mouth and puffed away the smoke as he spoke.

"Even a god should pay attention to the quality of his life! Do you like to stay in a place like this so much?" Someone looked at the road with sewage flowing across it speechlessly, unable to understand this guy's brain circuit.

It is true that for God, everything in the world does not have much meaning, but living a better life is not the most basic pursuit of life.

"You are just too young. You must know that we are all old people who have experienced thousands of years. We have experienced all the glory and wealth in the world, so we don't care about those vulgar things at all!" Black God patted her. shoulder, and said earnestly.

"Um? Then my bottle of Rossopolo vodka seems like you can throw it away. You don't care about the so-called material enjoyment anyway!" Seeing Heishen's old-fashioned look, someone took out a bottle of wine and put it in He tossed it twice casually in his hand and threw it directly towards the ground!

"No!" Seeing that the bottle of vodka was about to fall to the ground, Heishen immediately pounced on it like a vicious dog, and picked up the bottle in his arms with a whoosh.

"How many years! How many years!"

Black God held the bottle of wine tightly, almost bursting into tears with excitement.

He is the god of belief of the ancient Slavs. Everyone knows about Maozi's belief. In addition to doing shirtless work, he also drinks alcohol, so the Black God is also addicted to alcohol.

It stands to reason that a god like him should have an artifact that can pour out unlimited wine. Unfortunately, due to the collapse of his belief system, he can barely maintain his own existence now, and he has no extra divine power. Drink out?

In fact, based on Heishen's salary in the slaughterhouse, he could definitely get it by changing to a better neighborhood. After all, being a butcher has never been a low-paying profession!

It's just that he used all the extra money to buy wine. If it weren't for the three Star God sisters living with him, maybe this old guy would have planned to live directly in the slaughterhouse so that he could save his salary to buy wine.

"Who said just now that God shouldn't care about these vulgar things?" Li Qingyuan looked at Heishen's salivating look and asked with a smile.

"Nonsense! Who said that? Stand up and see if I don't beat him to death! If a god can't even drink a sip of wine, what's the point of being a god?" Heishen stuffed the bottle into his mouth without hesitation. own pocket, and then condemned it with a righteous expression.

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