Warlock of the Marvel Universe

Sif now holds a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, closely guarding Evanson.

This is not to say that she has the awareness of melee protection and long-range protection.But she had already made up her mind. If Evanson made a move later, she would not be in the game. If she was on the field, it would be best for Evanson not to take action.

This is of course not because she still adheres to the duel etiquette of not interfering in other people's battles casually.It was because she was so impressed by Evanson's methods.

This kid was really too cunning. God knows what tricks he would use in the back row while he was fighting bloody battles in the front.For example, when I was fighting the Destroyer last time, a green ball suddenly fell from the sky. I was caught off guard by the green ball and was knocked unconscious on the spot.

There was also the big melee in the Destroyer Ghost Rider. As a result, the Ghost Rider was the main tank in front, ready to withstand the Destroyer's ultimate move.In the end, this guy was lucky. He was instantly infected and drained of the flames from the Ghost Rider's body. Although he killed the out-of-control Destroyer with one blow in the end, it also allowed the Ghost Rider to bear the Destroyer's big blow with his mortal body. Wow, it was so tender on the outside and fragrant on the inside, I almost died on the spot.

So with a person like him who often fights in close combat, who would dare to go to the front row and mess around.

"Don't you look at the enemy on the battlefield?" Sif was about to ask who was going to fight in this battle, but she found that Evanson was looking left and right, but not at the enemy.So we protested on the spot, be serious, we are fighting a war here

"Well" Evanson rubbed his eyes and said to Sif, "I can only take one look at this kind of enemy."

Sif was very surprised at the time. Could it be that during the time she left, Evanson's attainments in magic have improved again. With just a quick glance, he used his breath to lock all the enemies on the field, and then released a large-scale spell. Let the enemy die neatly? "Are you so powerful now?"

"Um, no." Seeing Sif's appearance, Evanson knew that he had misunderstood something, so he pointed at the dark elves on the field and said, "I mean these guys, I only took one look at them and immediately felt that enough"

At the beginning, Evanson was watching the battlefield very vigilantly, and out of curiosity, he even looked at the dark elves twice more, but found that they were all wearing masks and could not see the real thing at all. face.

So Evanson started to think about it. It seems that the protective power of these masks is not very strong. Could it be that you think you are the same as King Lanling? You think you are too beautiful to deter the enemy on the battlefield, so That’s why I put on this mask like Scream to increase my pressure.

But after the masks of several dark elf soldiers were knocked off during the battle, Evanson saw their appearance clearly and thought, "With your looks, do you have any misunderstanding about the meaning of elves?"

It’s not that they are ugly, but their pointed ears, you might say they are elf ears, do mean something like that, but they are more like the ears of vampires in old movies.Coupled with their pale, corpse-like skin color, they look more like vampires.

But even the vampire Sarain is much more handsome than you. Your existence simply insults the name of elves. Real elves should look like a sissy like me. Bah, they should be as handsome as me.

"Then it looks like you don't plan to take action anymore." Sif shook her head helplessly. She actually cares about the enemy's appearance on the battlefield. I've had enough of you. "Then I'll go up." At this point She also specifically added, "Just stand here and watch. Don't even think about coming up to help."

But Evanson looked at her and said with a smile, "How do you know I don't want to do anything?"

Sif was startled. She squinted her eyes and looked around. Sure enough, she felt something strange, and there were also some small sounds that made her ears itchy. "You have already taken action. I actually didn't notice your spell casting at all."

"Haha" Evanson sneered twice. "Although I am not as enlightened as the British Sword Master and the Uruk Axe King, I also know that the biggest advantage of a spell caster is that it is hard to guard against."

"As long as I have the conditions, I will not stupidly run to the two armies, set up a magic circle that reaches the sky and release super magic. Unless I am powerful enough to crush everything, the biggest enemies are oxygen, carbon dioxide, nitrogen and rare gases. A mixture of gases.”

At this time, the uncomfortable sounds became more and more intense, so much so that the soldiers who were fighting outside heard it. It was the sound of claws scratching across the floor and walls.

"Wangwang" followed by sharp barks, several slender hellhounds suddenly jumped out of the darkness at the edge of the pillars of the hall, criss-crossing and pounced on the dark elves who were concentrating on fighting the Asgard soldiers.

Caught off guard, several dark elves were directly bitten by the hell hound's throat. Dark blood spurted out from under the jagged canine teeth like a fountain, sprinkling everywhere.

However, they were relatively lucky. A few dark elves seemed to have rich combat experience and escaped this fatal blow. However, the hell hounds fell to the ground and then scratched, scratched and bit them. Fortunately, they were directly hit. The claws cut open the trachea and aorta, and he died after a few twitches.But there are also some cases where the body was disemboweled and the intestines were spilled all over the floor before dying, which is really horrible.

"Tear them apart, girls." Only at this moment did Evanson abandon his previous composure and shouted excitedly.

"Oh" but before the excitement was over, Evanson showed a distressed expression, "Gentlemen, can you please stop using your sword to chop my pet?"

No matter how you look at things like hell hounds, you will never find them cute, and they still suddenly rushed into the battlefield, and their killing methods were so cruel, so these Asgardian soldiers were also shocked. One of them He recklessly stabbed a hell hound to the core with his sword.

In fact, it’s not your fault. It’s like you were fighting with someone, and suddenly a [-]-pound Tibetan Mastiff that you didn’t recognize jumped out and bit off the head of the guy you were fighting with, chewing it without stopping. , the brains and blood even slapped your face, will you go over and salute it, shake hands, and let’s be good friends?

However, Evanson's voice seemed to wake up the dark elves over there. It turned out that this guy was the master of those monsters. So three soldiers immediately jumped out from the crowd and rushed towards Evanson quickly. past.

Evenson is confused. If I shouted in English, it would be fine if these Asgardians could understand it. But why do you dark elves have English level [-] or [-]?

Ka, at this time, Sif raised her sword and shield, and reluctantly took two steps forward to prepare for the fight. She also glanced behind her from time to time with a guilty conscience. As soon as this kid made any move, she would immediately roll away and escape.

"You really want to play close combat with me, do you think I will be afraid?" Evanson was quite calm. Although his clothes were sleeveless suits, he still made a gesture of rolling up his sleeves. It seemed that he was ready to fight.

Squeak, squeak, squeak, but just when these dark elves were still ten steps away from Evanson, a sharp monkey-like cry suddenly sounded. Some small figures had climbed to the height of the pillars of the hall at some point. Now, He was jumping down from above.

Including these three who rushed up, almost all the dark elves present had a wild imp with burning soles hanging from their bodies.

Moreover, the places where these little devils pounce are quite tricky, either on the chest or back, and some even hug people's heads directly. Except that they don't insert anything into their mouths, they are just like facehuggers.

Pa Evanson snapped his fingers, and like firecrackers, dull explosions sounded one after another on the battlefield.All the dark elves fell to the ground.

Although the quality of their armor is good, this zero-range explosion, which is close to vital parts, is enough to kill them.

Of course I won't be afraid of close combat, because I won't fight with you at all.

After doing all this, Evanson kept rubbing his hands and walked to the center of the battlefield, because in his opinion, there were treasures scattered all over the floor. After finishing the dungeon, how could he not touch them? The truth about corpses

Evanson was walking like the victorious general, swaying with his hands behind his back and his belly held out.Moreover, Asgardians have always respected the strong, so these heroic warriors in the city all looked in awe at the powerful summoner in their hearts.

This kind of gaze made him enjoy it even more. Like a goose, he raised his head higher and higher, and his eyes slowly moved upward. He really looked like he was arrogant and overwhelmed by everything at the top.This state lasted until he suddenly froze there, the expression on his face froze, and even the foot he lifted to take a step was fixed in mid-air and did not fall down.

Everyone present was surprised by Evanson's appearance, so out of curiosity, they followed his gaze and looked up at the ceiling. Then everyone seemed to have been cast a restraining spell, and they all stood straight. He was stunned there.

Evanson came here under the guise of a messenger this time, although he made his purpose clear to Odin as soon as they met.However, according to the protocol afterwards, an audience ceremony was made up in the throne room.

He had seen the huge mural above the hall, but now the mural above has changed, everything has changed

The original mural looked peaceful and peaceful.Everyone above them is kind-hearted, including King Odin and Queen Frigga, as well as the shota-looking Loki and Thor.All of them show that their family rules Asgard with wisdom and kindness, and even uses this to influence their enemies.

Even Luo Fei, the former sworn enemy of Asgard, the King of Frost Giants, and Odin wore luxurious robes, with a holy halo on their heads, holding a peace contract in their hands, and voluntarily submitted to Asgard's rule.

But now, that sacred and holy mural is gone, and what appears is a picture of Shura with completely opposite content.

There is no Thor or Loki here, and even the one standing next to Odin is not Queen Frigga, but a man wearing slim black armor, a green cloak, and a helmet with a hideous horn on his head. The woman actually held Thor's hammer high in her hand, standing side by side with King Odin.

Evenson was certain that he did not know this woman, and he had no impression of this woman at all. However, in the center of this mural, she could actually stand side by side with the Supreme God, which showed that she was at least once in Asgard. The status is so high.

Moreover, this mural should be hidden under the original one. It should be that the grenade that Sif shot into the sky scraped off the surface layer, revealing its true appearance.

At this time, Odin is not the king of heaven who wears robes, has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but is the God of War who is fully armed and holds the spear of the great god high, with a fierce and gloomy look on his face.

Around the central mural, there are pictures like narrative epics, with much the same content. The woman rode a huge hungry wolf, commanded the army, and charged into battle with Odin riding the gallows, killing the enemy until they abandoned their armor and cried. God's name.

So that's it, that's it! After reading this painting, Evanson felt not only horrified, but also felt a sense of enlightenment.This sacred and glorious Asgard is built on the scarlet hell dyed red by the blood of countless people.

"Ahem!" Evanson retracted all his thoughts and coughed hard. The expression on his face was as if nothing had happened. He impatiently shouted to everyone who was still immersed in the mural. " Gentlemen and ladies. We’re still in the middle of a war, so we can do art appreciation later.”

Everyone suddenly woke up when Evanson made such a noise. Although the contents of the mural above were shocking, after all, the war was still going on.

Evenson, as if nothing was wrong, squatted on the ground and picked up the energy rifles of two dark elves, then searched for a few grenades and stuffed them all into his backpack.

Then, under the astonished eyes of everyone, he put the body of a heroic warrior into a kneeling position, pulled over the body of a dark elf, and hugged him.But it wasn't that kind of intimate embrace. Evanson let the heroic warrior hold a long sword and pierce the dark elf's chest, and then let the spiral dagger on the dark elf's arm insert into the fatal wound of the heroic warrior. middle.

"What are you doing?" Sif pulled Evanson over, with a sullen look on her face. For Asgardians, soldiers who died on the battlefield are honored, and their corpses are also sacred. , no one is allowed to blaspheme

"Don't you think this warrior looks more heroic like this?" Evanson pointed to his masterpiece nonchalantly. Fighting to death and dying with the enemy was the main purpose of the performance art he had just completed.

"And you." Evanson suddenly pointed at the surviving heroic warriors and saw that there were only eight of them. "You are the royal guards, responsible for guarding the Golden Palace. But now the enemy has unexpectedly arrived in front of the throne of the King of Heaven." Vincent's eyes swept across these people one by one, and they all lowered their heads in shame.

"Although what happened this time is really unexpected, you still can't escape the blame." Evanson saw that the faces of these heroic warriors turned pale, because such a felony can at least be punished with exile.

"But you are very lucky." Evanson suddenly changed his tone and said with a smile, "All the enemies were killed by your heroic fighting, and the throne was not damaged. In addition to the special nature of this time, the King of Heaven should allow you to offset your merits." .”

"But" at this time, a heroic warrior suddenly had some objections. After all, it was Ms. Sif who defended the throne this time. It was indeed Evanson who eliminated all these enemies. Their role was simply like acting as a background.

"If we don't tell you some things, and you don't tell us, who will know?" Evanson's eyes suddenly glanced at Sif, "Don't you think so?"

Sif was startled for a moment and then nodded slowly. This was because Evanson wanted to erase himself and his performance in this battle, and give all the credit for this battle to these heroic warriors so that they could redeem themselves. own sins.Naturally, she would not object. With her current status, she no longer needs these small achievements.

"That's good." Seeing Sif agreeing, Evanson smiled and said, "As long as you don't tell anyone that I have been here, then all the credit will be yours. Can you do it?"

"Of course." These heroic warriors were naturally filled with gratitude. "Thank you very much."

"Save the polite words for later." Evanson put one hand behind his back, and then told everyone, "What you have to do now is to clean up the battlefield quickly, and add a sword to each enemy's corpse."

"Yes." These heroic warriors agreed quickly, then spread out with their swords in hand to find the corpses of the dark elves scattered around.

"What are you doing?" At this moment, Sif suddenly noticed that the fingers of Evanson's hand behind his back were constantly changing, as if he was pinching the seal.

Evenson just smiled at her and didn't answer.

The heroic warriors who were finishing up the dark elves suddenly felt something sinking behind them.Looking back, there was a monster that had just killed those dark elves, lying on his back, before they could react in horror.I heard a crisp snap of fingers

Seeing these heroic warriors with black smoke on their bodies falling to the ground, Evanson closed his eyes and felt it carefully, confirming that they were all dead. "I'm sorry, we have no grudges, but it's easier for me to believe the dead." Some."