Marvel's Father Earth

In a deep mountain and old forest, the vibrant forest was filled with a different kind of silence. There were no birds, no animals, not even insects.

There is a strange open space in the center of the forest. The brown earth is dyed black and red. Red is the color of blood, and black... is the color of dried blood.

In the center of more than a dozen broken corpses, Asura was surrounded by evil spirits. He grabbed an Arhat by the neck with one hand and lifted him into the air.

"Is this the power you got in exchange? Isn't it good?" Asura mocked expressionlessly.

"You... Ah... Xiu... Luo... let go... let me go..." No matter how hard Arhat struggled and tried to break away the hand that was strangling his neck, he could not shake the big steel-like hand.

"Let me tell you, if Medicine Buddha and Amitabha were still alive, would they be disappointed to see you?" Asura increased his strength little by little, and the Arhat's face became more and more distorted, turning red and purple.

"I'll give you one last chance. Where did the rest of the people escape to?" Asura asked.

"Uh... uh... uh uh..."

"Don't tell me? Then go follow them."

"Wait……"

"Pfft~"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Asura tightened his right hand suddenly and his neck was crushed. Arhat's head was separated from his body. An expression of fear and despair was fixed on Arhat's face. Asura's head was tossed up and down like a rubber ball.

"Ah la la, my hand slipped, and the opportunity to obtain information was wasted again... Are you kidding me, have these weaklings shut themselves up? Xiao Universe is unabashedly lying, and so am I..."

"Bang~"

He caught the head, held it with his big hand, and exploded like a watermelon, pouring red and white on Asura's body, like a demon destroying the world.

"I don't really like liars either."

As he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the black and gold flames of the Holy Demon burned the corpses and blood stains on the ground, including the filth stained on his body. Not only that, the dead earth regained its vitality.

"Tsk, tsk, this trick is really easy to use, and it's also very handsome. Myr'in is reliable." Asura clicked his tongue and smiled, then disappeared.

After Asura disappeared, vegetation grew, animals sensed danger and disappeared, and the forest returned to the vitality of "a hundred schools of thought contending."

……

In Merin's house, golden light flashed, and Asura, who had changed his clothes, arrived.

"Are you...are you sure you are looking for traces of Buddhism instead of participating in a fashion show?" Maierin looked at Asura wearing the most fashionable clothes, combined with his old but tough figure and appearance, no one would think that He thinks of him as King Asura, but a super boss in the fashion industry.

"Tch, what do you know? This is what little girls do nowadays!" Asura teased.

"Haha, so you don't want to be the Asura King anymore, and you want to be a humanoid self-propelled cannon?"

"That's what I'm good at, can you do it?"

"Ahem, tell me what you found." Merin quickly changed the topic.

OK?Of course!

But... whether it works and whether you dare to do it are two different things.

"Hehe, it's so funny to see how deflated you are."

"If you have something to say, tell it! If you don't say it, get out of here!"

"Okay, okay, I really can't take the joke." Asura spread his hands, but his expression became serious, "I found it, but they discovered it. They had already escaped when I went there."

"Haha, it's very their style." Maierin sneered, "But judging from your appearance, you should have gained something, right?"

"I will kill all those who are left as bait, including a dozen Dharma Protectors, Arhats, and Guanyin, as a little interest." Asura said the cruelest words with the calmest expression.

"It's not bad. This time Sakyamuni's body will hurt."

"Does he feel physical pain? Haha, he is no longer the Buddha he once was. As long as he can live, it won't hurt no matter how many of his subordinates die."

"Indeed, I will continue to work hard for you later. Next time you find their location, don't attack directly. Shake them off first."

"okay, I get it."

Asura nodded. This time he had a new understanding of Buddhism's shamelessness and cunning. They had completely abandoned their former glory. They were just a group of shady rats. They locked themselves in the sewer and were in danger as soon as possible. The thought was not of fight but of flight.

"I heard that the boss lady woke up some time ago?" Asura asked.

"It's temporary, but the zero-to-one process has been completed, and it won't be too far behind." Myron said with an expectant smile on his face.

"If you ask me, why don't you just take her by your side and raise her? You don't have to go to such trouble."

"This is a rare opportunity, Ashura. The life we ​​have now is what Athena and I once wished for. Since she can enjoy it in advance, why should I interrupt it? She will be unhappy."

"What happens after that? What about her current parents?"

Ashura's question did not come out of thin air. Although she is the reincarnated goddess Athena, the Archibaldo couple are still her biological parents in this life. It is impossible to say that she will disown her after her soul awakens.

"Of course I listen to her." Maierin spread his hands, not caring at all that his family status was exposed. It was an open secret anyway.

"Hey, this is very Merin, so I'll leave first. If these rats don't catch up, they'll disappear in no time."

"I'm sending Shaka to follow you."

"...Let him guard the Virgo Palace. Because of your reforms, the Twelve Palaces are empty most of the time, and you are not afraid of being robbed."

"We're here just in time. Ares and Poseidon are with us."

"...You're awesome!"

Asura set off again, and Merin was not worried that Asura was alone. Asura's holy and demonic unity had reached its peak. Even if Sakyamuni himself took action, he could still escape if he couldn't defeat him.

After Asura left, there was a knock on the door. When he found out who was outside the door, Merin shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Hey! Long time no see, Myron, how have you been lately?"

Looking at Hank with the big and small bags in his hands, Maier felt that everything seemed so familiar.

"I'm talking about Hank, I admit that my craftsmanship is good, but you wouldn't come all the way from San Francisco to get a meal, would you?" Meyer teased.

"Damn it! I came to you on business, and I wanted to have a meal by the way." Hank blushed and quibbled quickly.

"So...you admit that you are here to get a meal?"

"Say, I flew all the way from San Francisco to find you, aren't you going to let me go into the house first?"

"Okay, for the sake of the ingredients, come in."

"You're still annoying, Myron."

"Thank you for the compliment."

After entering the house, the two put the ingredients away, and Hank started talking about business. Although no one could deny that Merin's cooking was great, he wouldn't fly from San Francisco to New York just for a meal.

"Main, shouldn't you call him back? Isn't he your bodyguard? And he's also the CEO of Stark Industries. Isn't it inappropriate to stay in San Francisco?"

"You haven't agreed yet?" Mai Ern laughed.

"How can I agree! My Hope is a beautiful young woman in her 20s. How old is Garen? Seventy, right? He can already be Hope's grandfather. Can you accept it? Merin, although My relationship with Hope is not good, but she is also my daughter and my most beloved baby. I can't just watch her fall into the fire pit, right?"

Hank kept explaining why he always disagreed with Hope and Garen being together, and Myron just kept smiling the whole time without interrupting.

In fact, after saying so much, Hank is not dissatisfied with Galleon at all, but is very satisfied, but he just doesn't want his cabbage to be taken over by Brother Pig. As an old father's complaint, the reason why he has been so difficult for Galleon , I just want to vent my unhappiness.

And when Hank came to talk about this today, Merin could guess that he had actually agreed. He came here just to finalize their marriage with Merin.

Perhaps because he was tired, Hank stopped nagging and poured himself a cup of tea to moisten his throat.

"Have they decided on the time?" Merin asked after Hank was done venting.

"It's decided, on the [-]th of next month, the venue will be in the Holy Land." Hank replied.

"I'll let Shion arrange it."

"Well, I will be there on time, but it's a pity Janet..."

"Don't worry, Hank, you will find her, trust me."

"Of course, but it would be better if you could tell me her specific coordinates, and we can catch up with Hope's wedding."

"So you're waiting for me here?"

"Haha, it's not easy to trick you."

"So you know the answer."

"All right……"

Although he was a little regretful that he couldn't get the answer he wanted, Hank wasn't too disappointed. After all, he was used to it, and Merlin should have had his own ideas when doing this.

And he is also proud, believing that he can rescue his wife from the quantum realm without Myron's help.

After chatting about their marriage, it was naturally time for a long-awaited meal. Although it was still noon, the two reunited after a long absence, so they didn't mind preparing a big meal to celebrate.

But... there was a knock on the door again, and Merin was still wondering what was going on for a few days.Usually no one comes, but everyone who comes to visit is gathered together.

"I'll open the door."

Before Meyer could wipe his hands, Hank volunteered, but as soon as he opened the door, he regretted it.

"Huh? Hank Pym? Why are you here?"

"Huh, it's really unlucky that it's you."

"Hey, don't say that, Hank, it's an honor for you to meet me. There are many people who I haven't given him a chance."

"Hmph, disappointing..."

Hank entered the room without looking back, and Tony spread his hands, naturally following him. Hank Pym had always had this attitude towards their family, and he had long been used to it.

"Why did you come to me if you didn't improve your armor?" Maierin wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen and asked.

"I'm here to send you an invitation. There is a racing competition in Monaco next month, and I would like to invite you to participate."

"Me? I'm not interested in racing."

"Just go out and get some fresh air. Garen hasn't been back for a long time, and you don't go out much. People who don't know better might think you are an empty nester."

"It doesn't matter, I quite like it..."

"She is also going. In addition to hosting a racing competition, Monaco will also host a salon for the world's top companies and consortiums. The Archibaldeau Consortium has been invited, and she will go with her."

"Okay, pick me up when the time comes."

"That `s a deal."

"Wait, you just said "her"?" Hank looked at Tony and then at Myron.

"Yes." Thinking of that "her", Tony smiled teasingly.

"Oh? It seems that I have missed a lot of interesting things. Tell me about it."

It turns out that men are not inferior to women when it comes to gossip.