Marvel: Traveling through time with Warcraft skills

"Ha, ha." Morpheus laughed softly.

"I heard about you from my friends. They all said you are very capable. So I came to you because I want your help."

"Why don't you come to me directly? Why do you use such a troublesome way to make me come to see you?"

Geralt frowned.

He really couldn't understand Morpheus's roundabout style of doing things.

"If I come to you directly, some people with ulterior motives will notice it. This is against the rules. But if you take the initiative to come to me, it's okay."

Morpheus explained patiently.

"What does Steve Rogers say?"

Geralt asked.

"Don't worry, I have already released him when you came to me. You can try to wake him up in a few days."

Morpheus nodded slightly.

"Then do you have anything to ask me for help?"

Geralt's voice was steady and calm, but his heart was a little nervous.

He was full of curiosity and a little nervous about the request that Morpheus was about to make.

If the dream master who controls the dream mirror realm has a problem that even he can't solve,

it must be a very difficult matter.

"We can sit down and talk slowly."

Morpheus raised his hand slightly to signal, and the two slowly walked to the dining table and sat down on the soft chairs.

The butler gently picked up the crystal wine bottle on the table and poured a glass for Geralt and Morpheus.

Morpheus picked up the wine glass, shook it gently, looked at the traces left by the wine on the wall of the glass, and slowly began to talk about his troubles: "Many years ago, I was careless and was captured and imprisoned by a human in a despicable way. It was a dark and humiliating experience." There was a hint of imperceptible anger in his eyes. He paused, took a sip of wine, and continued: "It took me a lot of time and effort to finally get out of trouble. However, while I was trapped, the man took the opportunity to take away several of my artifacts." "After several years of searching, I found two of the three artifacts. Although I know where the other one is, it is difficult for me to get it back." Morpheus sighed softly. "Oh, where is it. I don't think I can do it if you can't even get it back." Geralt raised his eyebrows slightly, and his doubts in his heart became even greater. "In Hell, Lucifer Morningstar's territory. I had a grudge against him in my early years. It's very troublesome to take things from his territory."

Morpheus frowned, with obvious distress in his words.

His hand unconsciously clenched the wine glass.

"I heard that you have some friendship with him. So I came to you to see if you can help me get my helmet back."

He raised his head and stared at Geralt closely.

"Friendship? You think too highly of me. He and I are barely acquainted at most."

Geralt smiled bitterly. He and Lucifer Morningstar were far from having a deep friendship.

"As long as you can help me get my helmet back, I will reward you handsomely. I got a world fragment a long time ago, and the breath inside is very similar to your magic. It should be suitable for you. Take back my helmet in exchange for this world fragment."

Morpheus threw out a very tempting condition for Geralt.

"It is very similar to my magic breath?"

Geralt was slightly startled, and a strong curiosity and premonition surged in his heart.

He could feel that this world fragment mentioned by Morpheus should be very important to him.

After a brief consideration, Geralt decided to agree. Morpheus's conditions were very tempting to him.

"I'll take this, but I can't guarantee that it will succeed."

Geralt looked directly at Morpheus and said.

Hearing this, Morpheus smiled and said.

"Then I'll leave it to you."

After the matter here came to an end,

Geralt once again passed through the door transformed by graffiti and returned to the slightly shabby alley.

"Next, it's time to wake up Captain America, but can I give him a special gift before waking him up?"

Geralt thought, with a glimmer of expectation in his eyes.

After Geralt returned to S.H.I.E.L.D., he immediately called Nick Fury and Coulson.

"The matter is resolved, and now there is only one last step to wake up the captain."

Geralt finished speaking.

Nick Fury's frown finally relaxed.

He took a deep breath, letting out the anxiety and worry that had been accumulating in his heart for many days.

Coulson was so excited that he couldn't wait to ask:

"What should we do next?"

Geralt paused slightly, took a deep breath, and smiled meaningfully.

Then, he started to "deceive".

"Captain has been frozen for more than 70 years. His body has been frozen for more than 70 years.Strengthened, can recover quickly. But his mind has been trapped in the dream for too long. Need a powerful thing to activate it. "

"Powerful thing? What is it?"

Coulson asked curiously.

Nick Fury was also interested, his ears unconsciously pricked up, listening to Geralt's next words.

"I have something very suitable for the captain, not only can he wake up. It can also let him master more powerful power. "

Geralt said mysteriously, and before he finished speaking, he slowly stretched out a hand.

In an instant, a sphere emitting soft golden light slowly emerged on his palm.

The sphere was like a concentrated golden sun, and the light rippled gently like water waves.

Every ripple seemed to contain endless mysteries.

At the moment when the golden sphere appeared, something wonderful happened.

Nick Fury and Coulson only felt a warm current instantly wrapped around their bodies like silky satin,

as if all the pores in their bodies were stretched at this moment, absorbing this warm and comfortable energy to their heart's content.

It felt like diving into a steaming hot spring on a cold winter day,

Every inch of skin was gently caressed by the perfect temperature,

The fatigue and tension in the whole body gradually dissipated under the flushing of this warm current,

leaving only a sense of comfort and comfort spreading in the heart.

"What is this? "

Nick Fury was the first to break the silence.

The one-eyed man stared at the sphere with an interested look.

Coulson also came back to his senses and looked at Geralt blankly.

"This is called the Heart of Light. If the captain can fuse it, the power inside can not only nourish his spirit and activate his consciousness. It can also allow the captain to master the power of the Holy Light, which is very powerful."

As Geralt spoke, he gently lifted the golden ball in his hand.

The soft golden light reflected on his face, adding a bit of mystery.

After hearing this, Nick Fury's eyes instantly became hot, and he stared closely at the Heart of Light that exuded a charming light.

"Do you still have this thing? What are the restrictions on fusion?"

His voice was filled with unconcealed desire.

"I know what you are thinking. Don't think about it. Fusion of the Heart of Light requires not only extremely strong physical fitness, but also extremely high moral and psychological levels. The captain is just right. How many people do you think there are in the world like the captain? "

Geralt raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a slightly teasing smile.