Original God plus Marvel: Meet Thanos and start calling for help

An insider sent by Malekith, he used his body to hide a stone that could mutate him and came to the Court of Sinners in Asgard.

"Go forward! Go faster!"

The Asgardian guards urged the prisoners to speed up their pace, while the traitor blended into the team at a leisurely pace while observing.

There are many strange-looking races among the rebels of the nine kingdoms, and the spy wearing a mask does not look out of place among these strange-looking people.

On both sides of the road leading to the Court of Sinners, guards stood every few dozen meters. The light source on the wall illuminated the surrounding darkness. Their neatly-dressed armor and weapons shone brightly in the firelight.

The insider looked over and gently touched his waist. The pain there gave him confidence.

"Get in!"

The guards escorted the prisoners to a cell, which was obviously already occupied.

"Ala, have more toys been delivered?"

There were people lying on the floor in the cell, and it was impossible to tell whether they were dead or alive. The stench of blood filled the air.

"What did you do again!"

The guards glared at the blond boy in front of them, looking wary.

"Huh? Are you questioning me?"

The teasing emotion in the boy's golden eyes disappeared in an instant. He stood up straight, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Foolish guy, it is a blessing that you can stand here and talk to me."

"Don't be so ignorant as to challenge my patience."

The guard's expression suddenly changed, as if he had been bullied.

This made the prisoners waiting on the side secretly evaluate the young man's strength and the crimes he had committed. A person who could make the guards of the Asgard so fearful must be no trivial matter.

The insider was startled and couldn't help but worry whether this young man would become an obstacle in his mission to Malekith.

The blond snorted, "Tsk, but I'm in a good mood now, so I can answer your questions."

"I just made a bet with my friends."

"We are betting on who has the most hearts in this cell. I heard that some races in the Nine Kingdoms have several hearts in their bodies, while others have no heart at all."

A tender child's voice was heard, and the new prisoners noticed that there was a little girl with white hair floating at the top of the cell.

"I said there were at most two hearts, but he thought some people here had eight hearts."

"As the saying goes, experiment is the best way to verify whether a theory is correct or not. In order to verify our hypothesis, we dissected all these people and examined them."

Such a cruel fact came out of the mouth of the cute girl. She explained it in a calm tone, as if she was talking about a trivial matter.

Sure enough, every prisoner who could be imprisoned in the deepest level of the Criminal Court was not an easy person to deal with. The insider became nervous at this moment and made a secret decision that if he entered this cell, he must complete the mutation as quickly as possible when the time was right.

Except for the accomplice, the other prisoners were frightened by the little girl's words and broke out in cold sweats.

"Hey, you're not going to lock us up with them, are you? No! No! I don't agree!"

"I don't agree either! We prisoners have human rights too. You are asking us to die!"

"No, no! This is absolutely not possible!"

"..."

The scene became chaotic, and prisoners, both men and women, expressed their opposition.

This made the guards even more angry: "You don't have the right to choose, now! Get in!"

The guards waved their weapons and drove the prisoners into the cages. After a moment of chaos, the prisoners all hid in the corner farthest away from the boy and the girl.

The white-haired little girl flew down from the sky and landed beside the boy. She bent down to look at the prisoners who were facing a dangerous situation, and whispered something to the boy.

"Hahahaha, great, I will definitely win this time."

Hearing the boy's laughter, the prisoners' hearts trembled and an ominous premonition came to their minds.

"who are you?"

"What are you going to do?"

one of the prisoners asked tremblingly.

The young man raised his head and glanced at him, then said indifferently, "You want me to tell you my name? Tsk, well, I'll do it for the sake of your pleasure."

The young man raised his lips, and with a wicked look on his face, he said nonsense: "Let me introduce myself. My name is——"

"Scattered soldiers."

Taking advantage of the absence of the wanderer, Lin Ze felt great as he let himself go without any burden.

The little girl also put her hands on her hips and looked arrogant: "Ahem, you can call me."

Paimon glanced at Lin Ze, and seeing that he had no reaction, he became bolder:

"Just call me Madam."

"Miss?"

The prisoners began to whisper to each other, and those who went out and about had their own unique names.

There is nothing special about the boy being called Sanbing, but for such a little girl to be named Ms. is too inconsistent with her harmless appearance.

The noise from the prisoners' conversation seemed to annoy the young man. He stood up suddenly, raised his hand and waved, and purple electric light struck the crowd.

"what!!"

A series of tragic screams were heard immediately.

Lightning exploded and screams were heard continuously. Everyone affected by the lightning lay on the ground wailing.

"Hahaha"

The young man stepped on the abdomen of a prisoner and shouted in a low voice: "Scream louder!"

The prisoner who was stepped on by the young man had a painful look on his face but he forced himself not to make a sound. This man was the accomplice.

Lin Ze winked at Paimeng next to him: [Oh! How about Paimeng, did I imitate him well? ]

Paimon quietly gave him a thumbs up.

"I made a bet with 'Madam' about which of you has the most kidneys."

Lin Ze felt a hard foreign object in the abdomen of the person under his feet. He showed a vicious smile and crushed it hard with his foot.

"Ah~ A small character whose name is not even remembered by others. It is the greatest honor of your life that you can die at my hands."

Lin Ze kicked it away with a bang.

This traitor killed many Asgard guards in the original plot. Not only that, he was also the culprit who killed the Queen of Gods Frigga. Even if Lin Ze planned to let him bring Malekith into Asgard as he wished this time, he would let this man suffer first to feel relieved.

However, this insider disappointed Lin Ze. He wondered if it was because the acting he and Paimon had just done was too realistic that made the insider feel threatened.

Unexpectedly, the spies chose to expose themselves in advance.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

The traitor suddenly screamed.

Flames ignited from within his body, and in an instant he turned into a ball of blazing fire. His screams echoed in the prison for a long time, making people shudder.

Lin Ze hugged Paimeng and held the little guy in his arms.

boom! !

After a loud bang, thick smoke descended and the guards came over after hearing the noise. There were only three people left in the cell that was originally packed with people. The remaining prisoners were all burned to ashes.

"Ahhh!!"

The spy who had transformed into a dark elf took a look at the intact 'skirmisher' and 'lady', and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes but quickly dissipated.

Lin Ze thought that the man, whose strength had greatly increased, was going to attack him, but the other party chose not to do so.

The insider threw a punch, and the restrictions of the cell shattered. The two immortal palace guards standing outside rushed over.

The traitor raised his hand to grab him, but the person behind him got there first.

The 'skirmisher' was as fast as lightning, and a bright flash of lightning flashed across the sky. The two Asgardian guards turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

"Hahaha, but an ant."

The insider blinked his eyes. He looked at the young man who was moving among the guards of the Asgard and taking people's lives easily with a wave of his hand for a moment, then walked out of the Court of Sinners.

He originally wanted to break these cells and release the prisoners inside to create chaos, and let these prisoners restrain the guards of Asgard, but judging from the current situation, this "skirmisher" is enough.

The insider walked forward without any doubt. The flying ashes along the way showed how many guards of the Immortal Palace died at the hands of the young man.

"I think you should take the right staircase."

The man who was imprisoned in the 'chic' cell next to him smiled and raised his eyebrows at him.

The insider stopped, paused and looked towards the source of the sound.

Loki, who kept performing illusions to cover up for someone, had a pale face and gloomy eyes that fit the image of a prisoner.

The insider thought for a moment and turned his head, then changed direction and walked to the right.