Glory of the Sun God (Marvel Sun God)

"I" heard the question from the captain.The veteran gentleman showed a restrained smile full of British style. "You may call me Murphy, good-hearted Murphy."

"I don't think you have any good intentions at all. On the contrary, I feel that you seem to be deliberately plotting some conspiracy. What exactly do you want to do?"

The captain did not agree with the old gentleman's statement at all.He stared closely at the guy in front of him, his eyes sharp and aggressive. It was obvious that he was trying to use strong pressure to make the old guy in front of him tell the truth.However, he underestimated the pressure resistance of the old gentleman in front of him.

Knocking on the bar table, the bartender immediately took out a half-full bottle with extremely gorgeous and ancient packaging.The wine in the bottle is rippling with a scarlet color like blood, which makes people want to taste it just by looking at it.

The old gentleman named Murphy poured two glasses of wine under the gaze of the captain.While pushing a glass of wine in front of the captain, he picked up the glass and took a sip.Then he showed a look of enjoyment and said to the captain.

"You know, young man. At the beginning, wine was given the reputation of the blood of God by the church. But in my opinion, the real blood of God is by no means comparable to the inferior products in the hands of the church. .The wine that can truly be called the blood of God should have been created in the Middle Ages by an alchemist named Paracelsus. In his time, many people believed that he created it. The secret elixir of immortality.”

"What do you want to say? Do you want to tell me that the bottle of wine in your hand is the work of the alchemist?"

"Calm down, otherwise you think why I would bother telling you these things. This bottle of wine is the only surviving work of Paracelsus. Believe me, after you taste its deliciousness, you will definitely Forget all the worries and worries and get the true sense of spiritual ecstasy. How about it, do you want to try it?"

Seeing the alluring scarlet color rippling out of the wine glass, as well as the unbearable sweet smell.Even with the captain's will, he couldn't help but tremble his mouthpiece.

"Do you really think that this bottle of wine that has been stored for hundreds of years is still drinkable? It has not passed its expiration date."

"Young man, alchemist's stuff has no shelf life. And I think you've smelled its deliciousness, haven't you?"

Murphy's words were unspeakably bewitching, but what was more bewitching than his words was the glass of wine in front of him.Looking at the glass of wine in front of him, the captain immediately had an impulse he had never had before.This made him unbearably hungry, even to the point of being as uncontrollable as a volcano erupting.

So at that moment, even he himself didn't know what was going on, he had already picked up the glass of wine and drank it down in one gulp.

Just like clear water suddenly flowing on the long-dried land, as soon as the wine entered his stomach, the captain couldn't help but moan in enjoyment.The sensory impact on his body and soul made him so intoxicated that he immediately set his sights on the remaining half bottle of wine.

Seeing the undisguised longing look in the captain's eyes, Murphy poured himself another glass of wine and pushed the entire bottle in front of the captain.

"Drink, young man. These are yours, if you wish."

The captain sensed something was wrong intellectually.But physically he was completely unable to control himself.The suppressed emotions and instinctive impulses in his heart made him pick up the bottle of wine involuntarily, and started drinking heavily without even using a cup.

This kind of move can be called a luxury, because if this bottle of wine is really made by the legendary alchemist, then it will definitely be a priceless treasure.Even a careful taste of this treasure can be called a waste, let alone such a booze.

But Murphy didn't care, he just looked at the captain with a smile, watching him drink the wine in the bottle bit by bit.

After drinking all the wine, the captain stumbled and almost fell down as soon as he put down the bottle.His brain was in chaos, or in other words, the long-lost feeling of drunkenness now appeared on him.And taking away control of his body bit by bit.

"What's wrong with me? I'm drunk."

Looking at his palm with a ghost in disbelief, the captain muttered to himself in a daze.After hearing his words, Murphy smiled slightly and replied.

"It is inevitable for people to get drunk. If you have never been drunk, then you know that you are not drunk yet. But now it seems that you are indeed drunk, young man."

"It's really interesting. It turns out that this is what it feels like to be drunk. This feeling of emptying your brain is really good." A silly smile appeared on his face, but tears began to flow from his eyes. "That's great. At least it feels like I've forgotten about Bucky now."

"It's unfortunate that you have sad things. But it's also a good thing. When you get drunk, you can forget all the sad things."

 

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The mild-mannered Murphy talks like a conscientious psychiatrist.After hearing his words, the captain said bluntly.

"You're a good man, Murphy. I'm sorry I ever doubted you."

"It's okay, young man. Everyone is doubted sometimes. The key is that you have to learn to gain their trust, isn't it?"

"You're right. Oh, the feeling of being drunk is really weird. It seems like everything is changing. Also, I actually have this very familiar thought. I really don't know where this strange thought came from. Come."

The captain, who had really drunk too much, started mumbling and complaining.In response, Murphy once again showed a meaningful smile.

"Maybe you've been drunk like this before, but it's been too long. Maybe you can't even remember it clearly."

"Maybe, but I've rarely been drunk, or I've never been drunk. This is the first time. This is definitely the first time."

"I guess this isn't the first time." Picking up the empty wine bottle, Murphy's smile began to twist in the captain's eyes. "You should have had this once many years ago. It's just that you have forgotten it, Mr. Steve Rogers. Your memory has been blurred, and you have forgotten many things you have experienced. And now, It’s time for you to think back.”

Murphy's sudden change of tone caused the captain's mind to start churning crazily.Countless past memories emerge bit by bit like eggs whose shells have been opened.But for this completely unfamiliar memory that belonged to him, the captain suddenly began to feel unbelievable.

The most important moment in his life was at the end of World War II, when he prevented the Red Skull from destroying him.After that, he fell into ice.And experienced a long sleep in it for 70 years.But the memory that emerged in his mind now told him that he had never stayed in the ice for so long.

Huge submarines, the German army at the end of its rope, machines with unknown uses, and magical magic that have never been imagined.All of this made the captain's brain roar like it was boiling.Chaotic and fragmented memories blocked almost every corner of his brain. All of this made him want to trace the context, but he could not get a specific answer.

He began to feel a headache, a pain that was like a burning needle.This made him cover his head tightly, and he couldn't help but let out a hard moan while clenching his teeth.

Suddenly, an image of a person appeared in his mind.The shadow of this serious German made him unable to help but pronounce his name.

"Einzbern"

The appearance of this name was like a spark on the edge of a powder keg, making his whole brain agitate crazily.And his expression also became distorted and ferocious, and a terrifying red color gradually appeared on his face.

This change made the smile on Murphy's face beside him grow deeper and deeper, and the smile almost reached the base of his ears.At the same time, the entire bar suddenly became quiet.It was as if this place had become a completely different world in an instant.

In other words, this place has indeed become a different world, a world created by humans.In such a world, Murphy in the captain's eyes began to change his image, turning into a ferocious, terrifying posture that only belonged to the devil.

"Let me reintroduce myself, Mr. Steve Rogers. I am Mephisto, a devil, the devil who rules hell. I was commissioned by an old friend of yours to bring you his greetings. .”

"Einzbern" gritted his teeth and said these words. The captain had already figured out some of the key points from his brain.When he heard him pronounce the name, Mephisto immediately laughed.

"That's right, that's right. It's this amazing guy. Reinhard Einzbern. Or the great alchemist Paracelsus, or the current Smith Zhou. It doesn't matter. Whichever name it is, it represents an outstanding human being, a guy who even a devil like me has to admire. I bring you greetings for him, Captain America Mr. Steve Rogers. A special one greeting"

"The night is eternally silent, and the night fire is always bright. May you find a resting place for your soul in this silence."

The words full of literary and artistic atmosphere caused the captain, whose face was struggling, to immediately stop all movements.His pupils began to dilate, and the expression on his face began to become cold and stiff. At this moment, he looked like a machine.As for Mephisto, he is indeed a machine, a machine that only knows how to obey orders.

70 years ago, someone had already laid the groundwork.Now, it's time for this foreshadowing to come into play.Chaos and despair, pain and death, all of this will follow, and for a devil, this is the most amazing sight.Mephisto sincerely admired, admired the guy who made all this, and admired mankind itself.

They always give people some surprises, don't they? To be continued.