Djinn starting from Marvel

When Frank came out of the endless corridor, the M.E.G. people had not arrived yet.

Mr.

After a while, the person in charge of M.E.G. came to the scene with a small team. After seeing the armor on Mr. X, everyone in the team fell silent for a while.

"Hello, Mr. Frank, I'm Joel, M.E.G.'s action executor." Joel greeted him very politely.

"Hello, don't waste your time on being polite now. Take me directly to see the Marauder's Map." Frank said with a slightly commanding tone, and he came up to grab the upper hand.

Frank, who has worked in the military and secret services, knows very well that some so-called leaders talk a lot of nonsense and like to use various words to make people guess, so as to determine the status of both parties and find someone to blame in advance. Rhythm.

Although he didn't know whether the person executing the operation in front of him was different from the leaders he knew in such a crisis-ridden environment, Frank Ren used the worst idea to speculate on the other party. After all, time can't be wasted now. , every time wasted, Johnson's chance of encountering an unexpected incident increases.

Joel did not expect Frank to be so direct, but before coming over, M.E.G. held a small internal meeting, and the tone was set at the meeting, that is, if what Mr. host.

"Then please come with me." Joel waved his hand and led several team members to open the way ahead.

After traveling for about half an hour, the sporadic entities that appeared along the way were directly killed by Frank without any delay.

Finally, they saw the M.E.G headquarters building. It was a low-rise building built in multiple warehouse-like areas. The environment at this level limited their construction space. The outer wall was made of hard reinforced concrete similar to a city wall. defense facilities, leaving sufficient shooting openings on the defense facilities.

The traces left from various battles on the outer wall indicate that this place is not absolutely safe, and they have also faced attacks from large-scale physical monsters many times.

Before entering, Frank rubbed the hanging ring on his right hand, and the radar detection was turned on.

A beeping beep sounded immediately, and there were multiple scattered light spots on the map displayed by the radar, indicating that the hanging ring had found the aura left by Johnson or Connors in multiple locations.

Joel didn't ask any questions along the way, nor did he try to separate Mr.

After taking out the rolled-up Marauder's Map from the box, Frank reached out and pressed it to the Marauder's Map. The holy light covered in his hand conveyed information at a special frequency. This was the universal agreement agreed upon by Frank and Johnson a long time ago. Password frequency.

With a snap, the Marauder's Map suddenly opened, and a spiritual energy entangled the active particles in the air, highlighting a piece of information in front of Frank.

[I thought you would always come to me. Obviously I was not wrong. 】

[This is the 118th day of awakening. The key to the hut is still in an invalid state. The gap created by opening the portal is too short for me to pass through. Items projected in advance cannot enter the portal. I think I He must be trapped here. 】

[With the joint efforts of Dad and Connors, we successfully established a temporary base in this strange story. The constant and permanent air magic can last for at least fifty years, and the various traps around it can also be greatly enhanced. Reduce the number of various strange and strange derivatives to a certain extent. 】

[On the 150th day of awakening, we must start exploring this place. The number of monsters has increased significantly. Dad believes that there must be somewhere that maintains the number of monsters, and we must destroy it. 】

[In addition, I have been promoted to the Secret Puppet Master. There are products similar to the raw materials of magic potions in this strange world. I think it must be related to the djinn, but this conjecture cannot be confirmed. I hope that when you come here, there is no I found myself being pulled too far away. 】

[On the two hundred and ninetieth day of awakening, it has been almost a year since awakening. We have rescued some humans who accidentally entered this strange story. It is expected that they will establish a permanent base here. In addition, Dad and Connors found a certain person. A place similar to a monster refresh point. 】

[On the 350th day of awakening, we successfully destroyed the spawn point of the monster named Skinned Man. However, we were not happy. Dad was injured and the dog charm could not be cured after committing suicide. There must be something wrong with it. 】

[On the 411th day of awakening, we tried to cut out this level, where we saw the reality here. I must remind you, don’t stay too long when cutting out and entering the level. It is very dangerous, Doma Mu's power seems to be at war with the world, and we can also feel the power of other powerful rules. This place has become one of the core battlefields. 】

[On the 490th day of awakening, we were targeted by an elite monster produced in the Kaitan World. It was a strange guy that looked like a peanut. It could attack us instantly as long as we blinked. After a fight, I found a way to control it with spiritual threads. It, but this is not the only monster targeting us. 】

[On the 491st day, the monster got out of trouble, and dad banished it to other worlds. However, we can no longer stay at this level. We must go deep. At this level, the power of ghost stories is too strong. Only when it reaches a higher level Only in complex areas can a balance be found. 】

[Day 492, this should be my last message. We are ready to set off. We have left some magic items and technical information to the humans in this world. I hope they can survive here strong. Before leaving, we destroyed all the monster spawning points we could find, which might help them. 】

When the information display ended, an unfamiliar image suddenly appeared on the front of the Marauder's Map, a road map full of nodes.

After experiencing the cut-out, Frank understood that this should be the trajectory of their actions on the huge spider web, but he didn't know if it had any effect after so many years.

Frank took a deep breath. Johnson's message confirmed some of his thoughts. The hidden dangers in this world are indeed great.

Time is the power that the Ancient One is best at, hellfire is Mephisto's signature object, and the most widespread energy in the dark dimension also means that Dormammu is paying attention here. If you include the djinn...

This is simply the most terrifying battlefield. In front of these people, the twenty-first-level sub-demon level is only slightly more powerful than ordinary people.

"How long has it been?" Frank turned to Joel and asked.

Mr.

"I don't know. I only know that the Marauder's Map has been around since M.E.G. was established, which has been 122 years." Joel replied, "However, M.E.G actually came from another older organization. Split out of it.”

"Why the split?" Mr. X couldn't help but ask.

"Because...the concepts are different." Joel sighed, "Some people in the organization believe that Shou has no future, and they want to take the initiative to eliminate all entities. Some people worship saints extremely, and they believe that all actions It’s all meaningless, they have to go on a pilgrimage to find the saint.”

"The saint refers to my friends?" Frank continued to ask.

Joel affirmed, "Without them, the origin of human gathering points would not be so easy to establish. Also, I would like to ask, approximately how old are you?"

"You want to ask me why I came now." Frank pointed out Joel's hint. "Time flows at different speeds. I have only been in seclusion for more than a month."

"How about you come with me to meet the prophet?" Joel asked tentatively.

"Prophet? Okay." Frank responded.

Joel glanced at Mr.

"I won't go, I'll wait here." Mr. X knew his position very well.

Frank nodded, and when heading to the logistics area with Joel, Joel introduced Frank to the Prophet.

"Our prophet is already the third generation. It is said that the first generation of prophets already existed when the original organization was established." Joel spoke slowly, as if telling a legendary story, "When the organization split, it was also the prophet. We tried our best to prevent this division from developing into cannibalism. The relics of the saint...the things left to us by the saint were also distributed by the prophet at that time."

As Joel told, Frank walked into a place full of life-support equipment and the air here was filtered.

However, after entering the house, Frank saw a lizard man slumped on the bed. His skin was wrinkled, his body was abnormally thin, and he felt like he was on his deathbed.

"He is the prophet." Joel said and stood silently at the door.

Frank put his hand on the prophet's body, and the surge of holy light brought some vitality to the prophet's dry body.

"You must be a friend of the saints. They have already told me." The prophet looked at Frank as if he was returning to the light. "I will die without regrets if I can see you."

Frank didn't know what to say for a moment.

"I am one hundred and ten years old this year. If it were not for the transformation potion, I would have died long ago." The prophet continued.

"Transformation potion?"

The prophet opened the drawer next to him and took out an empty injection. "It's the light green medicine here. The saint left the method of making it, but we can't reproduce it. It's really..."

Frank patted his hand to express comfort. It should be Connors' invention. Connors is also a top biological genius, and many of the raw materials for the medicine should be laboratory products. They are produced in high-precision laboratories on Earth. Only medium can make it, and it's not their fault that they can't reproduce it.

"In addition, there is this." The prophet took out another crystal carved into the shape of a puffer fish. The crystal had become transparent and was covered with cracks.

"The previous generation of prophets said that when he became a prophet, the crystal was still full of energy. At that time, the base did not need walls at all. The powerful barrier could block the attacks of all entities. When it shattered, the organization also Eventually it led to a split."

"The prophet said that they had tried to inject energy into it, but as the cracks grew larger, the energy could no longer remain in it."

Seeing the people in front of him sinking into memories, Frank couldn't bear it but still interrupted, "Do you know where they ended up?"

The prophet shook his head, "I don't know, it should be at a very deep level, but the previous one left me information. Those pilgrims found traces left by some saints on a wasteland, but those pilgrims No information has been sent back for a long, long time.”

"The road map to the wasteland should look like this." The prophet took out a piece of paper that had been drawn, and it showed a similar road map on the Marauder's Map.

Frank glanced at the prophet in slight shock. The prophet laughed, and the wrinkles on his face piled up. "The prerequisite for us to become a prophet is to see the real world. We rely on a leftover treasure, which is a set of armor. However, it has lost its effectiveness under the erosion of time, so the next generation of prophets may not appear again.”

"We're here, don't worry." Frank still respects this kind of old man who has dedicated his life to it.

"I know, Joel, you tell the little one, I will take the saint's friend to the inheritance room." The prophet got off the bed and looked at Joel and said.

Joel nodded and retreated, probably to contact the general manager of M.E.G. He led the team to open up a new survival area at a more dangerous level.

Under the leadership of the prophet, Frank walked into a secret room. As soon as he entered, Frank felt a completely different environment from the outside world. Magic circuits were carved around the secret room, most of which were ineffective, and only some were still there. operation.

In the center of the inheritance room, there was a pocket watch. Frank could tell at a glance that it was a divination item that Johnson never left behind.

The prophet let go of his hand holding Frank's arm, became serious, and drew complicated patterns in the air with his hands.

Only then did Frank discover that the prophet turned out to be a Sequencer. Like Johnson, he should have followed the path of a diviner, but because he was too old and his spirituality had dried up, he could no longer sense it.

Under the control of the prophet, the pocket watch dial began to rotate, and the surrounding magic lines lit up. With so many blessings, the ability exerted by the prophet increased rapidly, reaching the strength of the mid-sequence level.

However, this magic does not seem to have any attack effect, it is just transmitting some information.

"The last prophet said that the saint told us that we can try to open this rescue circle when we have time. The saint's world will definitely receive the news to help us!" The prophet turned to look at Frank, with a hint of longing in his eyes. It seemed that he wanted Frank to tell him that what they had done for so many years was not in vain, even if it was deception.

Frank was about to speak when the hanging ring in his hand lit up first.

"Frank, have you found someone?" Wang's voice came from the hanging ring.

The prophet's eyes cast a bright light, as if everything had been recognized and everything they had paid was worth it.