Warlock of the Marvel Universe

"Actually, Natasha has said good things about you." Barton hesitated before patting Evanson on the shoulder. He decided to save some impression on his good friend, "She said that your ability to analyze things is still very good. . The strength is also very strong, and..." Barton suddenly got stuck here, and he suddenly remembered that Natasha seemed to have told him these two advantages.

"What else?" Evanson asked.

"And...um..." Barton frowned, "and...what's going on with the black claw?" He suddenly changed the subject.

"Black Talon..." Evanson said, "I know a very powerful archer named Hanzo, known as Hanzo. He is related to a club called Black Talon."

"Archer? Are they powerful?" Barton immediately became interested when he heard this.

"It's amazing!" Evanson said solemnly, "His chance-based archery skills are simply superb. As soon as he makes a move and the chance comes, the enemies will run over and catch his arrows with their faces."

"That's really powerful." Barton sighed. Could this random arrow technique be the law of cause and effect weapon mentioned in the novel?

"By the way, what other nice things did Natasha say about me?" Evanson suddenly remembered this again. "Don't worry, I won't be proud. Just say it once and for all."

"We're here." Barton didn't move in this direction at all, and just at this time they arrived at the location of Thor's Hammer.

"Mezzola, Mjolnir, Thor's Hammer." Evanson looked at the warhammer lying in the center of the room, slightly sunk in the soil, and whispered its various legendary names. Unlike other ordinary people, Evenson could feel the power it contained. "Fortunately, I'm not an Enhancement Shaman, otherwise I would definitely not be able to resist your temptation, but..."

Evanson grabbed Mjolnir and pulled it out. Naturally, it didn't move at all. "If you don't do this for a while, you always feel like something is missing."

"A lot of people have done this," Coulson said. "But no one has been able to pick it up."

Not only is there no one to pick it up, not even a crane can lift it up. Otherwise, why would I bother setting up a temporary laboratory here? I would have transported it away a long time ago.

"Only those who are qualified can pick it up." A green smoke floated out of Evanson's hand, surrounding Mjolnir.He wanted to use his own way to learn more about Thor's hammer, and by the way, see the principle of Odin's restriction on it.But what he saw was not a mysterious magic circle, but just a golden sentence shining with golden light. "Is this what is called the Word of God?"

Words follow the law, and when the power is strong enough to be called a god, his words are truth and rules.

Evanson continues to explore. If he can understand a little bit of the power of the divine word, it will be of infinite use to the current Tai.But just as his mental power touched those golden words, he felt a white light flash before his eyes, and he came to an unknown place.

Evanson now felt like he was lying down, but his body was completely out of his control.There is a translucent golden light curtain surrounding itself, and I don't know what its purpose is.

He saw two people next to him through the light screen. One was an old but elegant woman, who was looking at him with concern.The other one was a handsome man with an evil charm. Although his face was full of worry, there was a hint of cunning in his eyes.

"Get out!" Before Evenson could figure out the situation, a sharp shout sounded in his ears, no, it should be said directly in his head.

"Uh-huh." Evanson felt as if his head had been hit with a heavy hammer and then pushed hard.After the sudden dizziness passed, Evanson returned to his original place and could control his body again.

Zizzi, the electric light flowed on Thor's hammer, and a bolt of lightning shot out and went straight to Evanson, hitting the protective shield he barely held up, smashing it into pieces in an instant, and a bolt of lightning was also here. After that, it also dissipated invisible.

With a bang, the researcher who was still in the room took out a launcher-like thing and shot out a blanket made of insulating material to cover Mjolnir.

"What happened just now? This has never happened before." At this time, Coulson asked eagerly.

Although Mjolnir will erupt electromagnetic pulse waves from time to time, burning out many electronic products in the base, it is the first time I have seen a bolt of lightning like this, and it is obviously targeted lightning. .

"A warning." Evanson squinted his eyes and said thoughtfully, "It's warning me not to explore its secrets rashly."

"Whose warning?" Don't tell me that this hammer has been refined and has its own consciousness.

"The person who put the ban on him." Evanson thought that after touching the Word of God, his spiritual power should be instantly linked to Odin's spiritual world.What he saw was what Odin saw, and then the old man yelled it out.

But the voice was full of breath, and it didn't sound like something a comatose person could shout out. Wasn't this old man pretending to be dead?

And since he can link to Odin through the Word of God, Odin must also be able to sense everything that happens here through the Word of God prohibition on the hammer.

It seems that every move Thor makes here is under Odin's surveillance.

"Forget it." Evanson clapped his hands and walked to the steps. "Has anyone in particular come into contact with this hammer recently?"

"At least one-third of the locals here have been exposed to this hammer." Colson said, "But when it comes to special things, I would also like to say that the man last night was the most special."

"Last night?" Evanson asked, "Tell me how special he is?"

"Come on, go to the surveillance room." Coulson turned around. "There is video of him breaking in last night."

Several people came to the monitoring room together. Sylvette operated the computer and pulled out the information from last night.The screen showed a man destroying the barbed wire fence, sneaking into the corridor secretly, and then met gods and gods, met Buddhas and Buddhas, and went straight to Thor's hammer.

"Melinda, what do you think of his skills?" Evanson asked.He is a warlock. Although he is not afraid of close combat, he is not very good at it.

"Very skillful." Experts can tell when he strikes, Melinda said. "Although the way he fights looks rough and unorganized, every time he punches, every time he lifts his foot, and every time he takes a step Just right. This state of returning to nature cannot be achieved by just practicing. He must have very rich practical experience."

"I heard that you almost shot him with an arrow?" Evanson suddenly asked Barton again.

"Yes." Barton returned, "I had already taken aim, but in the end I changed my mind."

"You're lucky." Evanson said jokingly, "If you shoot that arrow, you'll be Princip."