Greenskins of the Marvel Universe

That night, Tomok had a dream.

I dreamed that I was in my camp and picked up a big sword stuck in the ground. It was the kind of sword that matched the size of the Orcs.

It was extraordinary, with a straight blade, unknown words engraved on the spine, a faint light emitting from the blade, and an angry face engraved on the finely carved hilt.

Oh my god, it's so ugly.

"Trash, melted." This was Tomok's first sentence when he saw the sword.

"stop"

I don't know when, the originally smooth sword body suddenly became distorted and deformed. Countless distorted faces began to roll.

"Stupid loser, you have no idea what you're holding"

A voice echoed in Tomok's ears. The voice was extremely magnetic and shocking, and Tomok was startled.

"Who, who is where? Don't scare me. I'm scared of you."

"I am Atogfantega, the Lord of Demons and the All-Changing Demon."

Only then did Tomok realize that it was the sword that was speaking, and that the sword had an extra face.

Emma is even uglier.

"What?" Tomok said that he had never heard of this name.

Not to mention that I had never heard of it before, Tomok didn’t recognize the word “霉鉉”, so he was probably a sidekick.

"I possess this sword, and I can make mountains collapse and seas and rivers turn upside down," Atog Fanteja said proudly.

""

Tomok tilted his head, looking confused.

"Whoever gets this sword is destined to act as the true god's hand, annihilate the galaxy, and slaughter the universe."

"So...you said...what"

Tomok said he could understand everything he said, but he just couldn't understand what it meant.

It's okay to build things with him, but if you insist on talking to him about physics and chemistry, he doesn't even know the principle of leverage.

"You idiot, can't you understand human language?"

"I'm not a human." Tomok is indeed not a human, but an Orc.

"And you speak in a very formal way, and I can't understand you."

"Damn, why are you so uneducated?" Atog Fanteja was forced to curse by Tomok's answer.

"That is to say, if you use my sword, you will be very, very awesome. Do you understand now?"

"I understand." Tomok punched his palm in sudden realization and nodded.

"Then little comrade, what should you do?" Atog Fanteja asked expectantly.

"Not melting you down."

"That's right." Atog Fanteja was very pleased. This greenskin could finally understand human speech.

"I'm going to drive a lot of big iron thorns into you."

"roll"

"Why are you angry?" Tomok asked, scratching his head: "It's great to drive big iron nails. It's handsome and can chop down shrimps."

"I was forged by the fine gold of the collapsing stars, and shaped by Tzeentch's boundless magic. How dare you?"

Atogefant was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

"Then you can't install big iron thorns."

"No," Atog Fanteja said decisively.

"Can I put a statue of the God of Mao in my face?"

"No."

"I can tie you to a big gun."

"No, no, no," Atog Fanteja went crazy. “It doesn’t matter what you are pretending to be”

"This won't work, that won't work either. Let's just melt you down."

Tomok said that this broken sword was really troublesome, and it was not as good as the previous hammer. It happened that the furnace had not been changed to something else, so it was just right to melt this sword.

"Stop it, why are you so stupid? You don't understand. I am the most noble creature of time. The inexhaustible power of subspace can be used by you to destroy your enemies."

"Stop, stop, I don't understand. What are you talking about?" Tomok was really not used to such a formal conversation.

"Forgive me, Tzeentch, and I'll organize my words later. In short, I am very dazzling, very perfect, and very awesome."

"I don't think so, please tell me."

The more Tomok looked at the sword, the uglier it became, and the more he looked at the hammer, the more it sounded, and the more he looked at it, the more he wanted to throw the sword into the furnace.

"Look, my sword is not ordinary. As long as you pick it up and swing it lightly, I will discharge electricity and kill everyone. You just need to swing it lightly and the guy hundreds of meters away from you will be split into two halves. ,do you understand"

"Oh it's really cool."

It sounded really powerful, and Tomok was a little tempted.

"Of course, there are some small conditions for using me, but it is absolutely worth the money. As long as you are willing to serve my Lord Tzeentch wholeheartedly from now on."

Atog Fantegar seemed to have seen the scene of the green boss worshiping his master. He was very excited when he thought that the horse could add a lot of help to his master.

But then, Tomok's words poured cold water on him.

"I believe it's wrong." Tomok replied seriously.

"Hey" Atogfantega was stunned for a moment, but he continued to choose to bewitch the other party. "Tzeentch is very good, he"

Tomok answered, interrupting Atogfantga's words.

"I believe in making trouble."

"Let me tell you, discharge is not something ordinary people do."

"I told you, I believe in making trouble."

"Shut up, stupid mortal!" Atogfantega couldn't help it and swore again. "What you call faith is just a yoke of ignorance. The true God of chaos is the supreme principle of the universe."

"No, Gomao has been blessing me."

"It's ridiculous, the ever-changing Tzeentch, the incarnation of all things, your so-called trouble, wait a minute, that's what's behind you"

Tomok looked back and saw that it was the first mecha he had built, a tall red Zaku with one eye and four arms.

"You call me a big piece of trash"

"No, I mean the two particularly big ones with big fangs."

Tomok looked around. Although it was his camp, there was no boy there.

"No, it's just me."

"No, no, no, there are two big mothers behind you, they are going to die, they are going to die."

Atog Fanteja was shaking in fear. In his field of vision, there were two oversized Orcs waving to him.

"My Lord Tzeentch, help me!" Atog Fant'ga was about to pee with fear.

Listening to the sword saying some random words, Tomok felt that the sword was hopeless.

"What the hell, you're talking nonsense. This sword is insane. Melt it down."

Just as Tomok was preparing to throw the broken sword into the Destroyer Forge where he could melt the artifact, he suddenly woke up.

Touching his big, bare head, Tomok looked out the window at the camp in a daze. Most of the Orcs in the camp were resting. There were only a few boys drinking and fighting around the campfire, and they didn't have any swords.

"I'm thinking that I'm also possessed by a demon."

Afterwards, Tomok lay down on his back again and fell asleep in the bed in an instant.