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

"what!"

Steven gasped like a stranded fish, and suddenly opened his eyes, as if waking up from a chaotic dream, and the world in front of him became clear.

"Oh, God!!"

Steven was stunned when he regained his vision. The scene before him almost made him scream.

He found himself sitting in a car traveling at high speed on the Panshan Highway, his hands tightly gripping the steering wheel and his feet pressing hard on the accelerator.

'Beep, beep, beep! Beep, beep!'

The shrill sound of a train whistle broke the silence, and Steven was so frightened that his whole body trembled. The veins on the back of his hands stood out, and his stiff legs and feet felt a cramp.

A truck was approaching breathlessly opposite him, and the rapid honking of the horn and the driver's curses echoed in Steven's ears.

The truck was like a ferocious beast, which seemed likely to devour him at any time, and the driver in the car roared at him like a savage.

“Get away from me, bastard!”

Steven's heart almost jumped out of his throat, but he reacted quickly and turned the steering wheel to the side, narrowly avoiding the truck.

The car body was shaking violently. He gripped the steering wheel tightly, trying hard to control the stability of the vehicle.

When the car stopped shaking, Steven glanced at the rearview mirror in shock, just in time to see the departing truck driver stretching out his hands and waving goodbye to him with the 'international friendly gesture'.

【Convex...Convex】

"Huh...Huh..." Steven took a deep breath, trying to calm down.

Cold sweat fell from his forehead.

He wanted to wipe the sweat off his hands, but found they were covered in blood. The strong smell of blood filled his nose, making him feel sick.

"What happened?" Steven tried hard to recall, but the last scene he remembered was him closing his right hand holding the golden scarab, and that hand smashing hard into the face of the person closest to him.

Steven blinked his sore eyes, pulled a corner of his relatively clean clothes, and rubbed his hands hard until the sticky and wet feeling on his hands was reduced to a level he could bear psychologically.

Steven wiped with great force, and the next second the golden scarab fell out of his shirt pocket, spun around twice, and finally stopped under the driver's seat.

"Damn"

Steven cursed inwardly when he saw this scene and reached out to grab it in a panic.

His attention was almost entirely focused under the seat, and he inadvertently moved the steering wheel in his hands while groping, so the direction of the car shifted silently.

When Steven finally caught the golden scarab, the car was like a beast out of control, rushing towards the cliff beside the road with him! Steven was terrified, and he struggled desperately to save everything, but it was too late.

With huge inertia, the car rushed out of the road like an arrow and rolled down the slope.

Steven closed his eyes in despair and said to himself: I swear to the car lights, in the next life... in the next life, I will

Remember to fasten your seat belt.

"boom!"

As Steven sincerely confessed, the car shook violently as if it was frozen, and the difficult move of turning around two and a half times came to an abrupt stop.

Steven, who rolled to the back seat of the car to do yoga, looked out with difficulty from the gap between his arms and legs, and saw several bright red mechas poking their heads out.

"Excuse me, man, I have to pause your second set of elementary school radio gymnastics."

Steven heard Tony Stark's voice from the red mech again, however, this time the situation was slightly different from a few minutes ago.

The mask of the mecha was slowly lifted, revealing the handsome face of Iron Man.

Tony then ordered the Mark Armor to quickly dismantle the damaged car and rescue Steven who was curled up in a ball.

[Soft tissue contusion, moderate concussion, two broken ribs, punctured kidney, bleeding, and currently in extreme panic...]

Tony heard Friday's scan results of Steven's physical condition. He thought for a second and nodded: "Well, it's not a big problem."

Without waiting for the other party to ask questions, Tony spoke first with a smile on his face: "Some unexpected incidents happened at our place just now, and I need your help to explain them. Oh, I wonder what Mr. Steven thinks about pop music?"

Steven, who was having difficulty breathing, felt as if his body was pierced by a sharp sword. When he heard Stark's question, three huge question marks slowly emerged on his head, like three heavy lead balls, weighing him down and making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

"what???"

......

"La, la, la, la"

"The performance is over successfully. Mr. Steven, please take good care of yourself."

The girl named Barbara finished singing the song, gave the man some instructions, and left with peace of mind.

Steven, who was lying on the sofa like a deflated ball, half dead the moment before, was revived in the next second as if he had been injected with chicken blood, staring with eyes full of surprise.

The pain in my body disappeared as if it were an illusion, and even the scars on the surface of my skin disappeared without a trace.

[This is really a dream]

Steven was mumbling to himself as if he was possessed by a demon.

He reached out his hand tremblingly and pinched the soft flesh on the inside of his thigh, hoping to wake up from this terrible, strange and magical nightmare.

[Steven, this is not a dream.]

Steven was in a state of confusion when suddenly a man's voice came from his mind.

No, not that annoying manic person.

[Mania, who is he talking about?! Me? ? ? It’s him who’s talking about Tian Gang! ]

"Yes, yes, it wasn't you. Who was talking just now?"

Like a vigilant hound, Steven looked around intently, trying to catch any trace of the sound, as if the sound was an invisible clue that only his sharp eyes could detect.

He is now in a small lounge.

Tony Stark, who saved Steven's life, flew with him for 5 minutes without saying a word, brought him back to the castle where the wedding was held, threw him on the sofa in the room and left.

Steven lay on the sofa pretending to be a dead body for less than 10 seconds before the little girl who had just sung for him came. After the girl left, he was the only one left in the room.

So what's with this sound?

Steven's mind was in a mess. So many things happened in just a few hours that he had no idea what was going on.

Things are getting a little trickier, Steven.

"Nonono, buddy, stop playing pranks on me."

Steven muttered to himself as he slowly moved forward. His eyes inadvertently fell on a corner of the room, as if a mysterious force was pulling him.

The subconscious mind was like a keen guide, directing him and suggesting that the person was hiding there.

"Oh, no, you have to be kidding."

Steven stood in front of a full-length mirror and felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at himself in the mirror.

The "self" in the mirror is talking to myself!

Things are different now, Steven

The man in the mirror had a serious face, his eyebrows were tightly twisted, and he stared at Steven in front of him with cold eyes and said in a deep voice: [Hello asked Amit to take someone away from here]

"What?!"

When Steven heard the news, he suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

He exclaimed in surprise: "It can't be...that child!!"

"who??"

Lin Ze pushed the door open and walked in, followed closely by Paimeng.

Paimon leaned forward and looked around the room, his face full of confusion, like a cute little hamster. Then he turned his gaze to the man and asked curiously, "Mr. Steven, who are you talking to?"