A Marvel Lich King

As the mist by the river gradually rose in the early morning, Roald washed up and walked to the living room. The soul-sucking succubus Erica, who had been turned into a cashier and maid, gave him a sweet greeting and handed him the brewed coffee. In his hands.

"Boss, many unknown people have been discovered in nearby neighborhoods recently."

"Unknown person?"

Roald picked up the newspaper on the table. In addition to reading the news, reading newspapers was also one of the ways he obtained timely information every day.

"Also, if Vikan goes out with that face, he will attract a lot of people's attention every day..." Erica sighed again after finishing speaking.

She was really worried about this family.

Death Knight Vikan's mocking face is like a walking troublemaking machine.

As a death knight and a lackey of the Lich King, Vikarn is a proud man, and this pride works in many ways.

As he said himself: "Wearing full body armor, holding a black-edged sword in hand, the bone nightmare charges and eats the opponent's shit."

As a person, his pride makes him absolutely unafraid.

Anyway, I’m not afraid of death. As long as Roald is here, he will come again in a day.

He goes out with a mocking face every day and causes a series of troubles on the streets of Manhattan.

Being on the street includes not only fighting with gang members, blocking traffic and disrupting public peace, showing his chivalry to single women passing by, or creating some light and shadow special effects to make children cry on the street, he also clashes with the police and hinders their execution. For official business, or for fun, just slash a police car with a sword.

After dying and living again, his nature seemed to be liberated.

Erica helped Roald turn on the TV, and what was replayed on it was the scene of a fierce confrontation between Vikan in black armor and a group of police officers.

The black-edged sword was swung into a big windmill in his hand, and there was no leakage during the rotation and jumping. The whizzing bullets and the heavy sword collided with each other to create a "ding-dong-dang" symphony of blows.

In his spare time, he still had time to hack up a police car to facilitate the police's tax filing, and at the same time, he made an internationally recognized gesture to the FBI who were raising their guns on guard in the distance.

"That's it?"

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Erica watched speechlessly as Roald held the coffee, his hands trembling slightly.

"This is what I made, I made this, I made this..."

After saying important things three times, Roald took a sip of his coffee and the bitter taste in his mouth immediately made him calm.

Anika glanced at her boss with a speechless face. She felt that the newly promoted Lich King seemed to be more capable of causing trouble than Vikan.

"Tsk, let him make trouble... You remember to open the portal for him every day and don't let him show off his flaws. It's okay if he makes trouble like this. Only in this way can I find more fun or bring out more interesting characters. .”

Although his death knight is naughty, he is still one of his own. In other words, in order to experiment with the current world line, Roald needs Vikan to cause trouble.

The bigger the better.

After all, some powers hidden under the calm water have not yet appeared. What Roald wants is to do some verification in advance.

Vikan tested the bottom line in the open, and secretly planned to attract his attention. He slowly accumulated strength, and while running his own antique shop, he secretly observed.

His sarcastic face is too humiliating to use to cause trouble.

As for the identities of these people Erica mentioned.

Roald also had his doubts.

Could it be that SHIELD had touched it so quickly?

SHIELD is close, can Coulson be far away?

He was also wondering if he would meet the newbie village chief.

There is insufficient information to make a direct judgment. After all, everything is still unclear, and Roald still hopes to get more information before making any further decisions.

"It should be the gangsters around, or other intelligence sources?" Erica thought for a moment and replied.

"Go check it out tonight. Use your ability to control some targets and figure out who they are. After you figure it out, say something before the person you control dies."

"What?" Erica was a little curious.

"If you cut off one head, two more will grow."

Roald thought for a while and said to Erica that as a soul-sucking banshee, her ability can naturally make her invisible, but now Roald is more concerned about her ability to temporarily control others.

There's nothing better than using Hydra's name to cause trouble and letting them take the blame.

Roald wants to know the current plot, and Hydra is the best introduction.

It's a pity that such model workers don't have to work.

"That's it?" Erica didn't quite understand.

She didn't know what kind of organization Hydra was, and now she didn't understand why Roald allowed herself to go through so much trouble to control some targets, and then said such an insignificant sentence before dying.

"Just use this sentence. If you say too much, you will make mistakes!" Roald said for a moment, "You also need to use the people under your control to do something, find some good gangsters nearby, and kill some people. Collect a group of people and take them underground to Zazait."

Roald smiled like a godfather.

"Your will," Erica promised.

"Also, you must hide your identity and don't let any witnesses discover it. The person who is placed under control should be at a middle or high level as much as possible. Don't be too regular. But every control target must say that sentence when it dies. And , those who were taken underground to Zazait should also leave some small clues for people to check."

Roald thought for a while and continued to order Erica.

Now, recruiting the surrounding forces is only the first step in their development. The purpose is to hide their identity.

Sooner or later, Zazait's affairs will not be hidden. It is better to take the initiative and put the pot on the head of Hydra and remove himself completely. For the next plan, Roald feels that he also needs to have some Powerful.

Eight-legged spider and hydra, these names seem very related at first glance.

This kind of mysterious connection is the easiest for people to explore. Even if it just misleads SHIELD, Roald thinks it is very good.

"By the way, boss, since we have established a force, what would be a better name for it?"

Erica suddenly asked as if she suddenly remembered something.

"Name?"

Roald touched his chin and thought for a moment, "Let's call it the Frozen Throne."

He picked up the newspaper on the table and sat down on the sofa. The TV was still playing the scene of Vikan doing things. The decision he made during the conversation was as plain and simple as eating breakfast.

Turning his attention to the newspaper in his hand, the headlines caught Roald's attention.

"Tony Stark wins this year's Capstone Award! 》

The mustache head that took up almost half of the headlines was so iconic that Roald could never forget it after just one glance.

But knowing this, he can also confirm the current timeline.

After Tony Stark attended the awards ceremony in Las Vegas, he was kidnapped on his way to the Middle East. It was also in Afghanistan that he assembled a battle armor from scraps of copper in a cave. Now the plot of Iron Man Start.

The timeline of the plot was confirmed, and Roald felt relieved.

Looking at Erica who was about to get into the magic door, Roald put down the newspaper and stopped her.

"Erica, bring back Vikan, and control a servant to open a stock account and use all the liquid funds to buy all Justin Hammer stocks."

Relying on the gang, Roald completed the most primitive accumulation of capital. Since Stark was destined to be in trouble, there was nothing wrong with temporarily relying on stocks to make a wave of money.

Make money, don't shudder.

The Lich King's family doesn't have any food left.

Not to mention the tons of rations that Zazait needs every day, why does an undead bone nightmare need to consume carrots every day?

Even Roald, the Lich King, can't eat it.

Better yet Erica.

Although it is a bit cold to hold it, it is undoubtedly very efficient in air conditioning in summer.

As the light flashed, Vikan appeared in the room with his sword on his hips. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Roald looking at him inexplicably, and immediately knelt down on one knee in fear.

Pointing to the front page of the newspaper, Roald nodded at Tony Stark's iconic mustache.

"Find him, follow him, and let him join the great cause of natural disasters. If anyone interferes with you, kill him!"

The command is concise and to the point.

Vikan understood.

A powerful aura suddenly emerged from him.

If nothing else, he has never been timid in a fight.

It was easy to tell from his sharp eyes that Roald felt that he must be a super professional when doing this kind of thing.