My Brother

No.16 Chapter Evil God

Annika felt that something was wrong today. In the morning, Wade unexpectedly did not wake up by herself, but was woken up by herself, with strange eyes. After kissing Wade, Annika went to the bathroom to take a shower. It was found that Wade was rubbing his head, and even his mask was accidentally taken off.

"what happened?"

"Probably because I have an Athena jumping up and down in my head, oh..." Wade felt that his mind was very confused, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Do you remember what happened this morning?" Annika gathered her bathrobe and leaned against the window.

"I... just woke up, didn't I?" Deadpool was stunned for a moment, but felt that something was missing in his mind.

"I woke you up this morning to let me kiss you." Annika said as briefly as possible.

"..." Deadpool rubbed his head, "Honey, why don't you perform surgery and help me see if there is something wrong with my brain?"

"Stop messing around, it's not the brain, it's the spirit." Annika shook her head and said.

"That's not me." Deadpool knows he has a split personality, but now he can't remember what happened in the morning, which is wrong.

"Are you really not going to see a psychiatrist?" Annika looked at Deadpool standing at the door, wiping his knife, obviously wanting to do something else.

"Honey, I'm enough for me." Deadpool paused, said, and then closed the door and left.

"Jarvis, do you think Wade needs to see a psychiatrist?" Annika asked softly.

"Miss, sir said that as long as you mention the word psychiatrist, I will automatically make an appointment for you with a psychiatrist. The doctor has already made an appointment. Please go to the clinic this afternoon." Ignoring Annika's question, Jarvis said.

"Tony upgraded his authority?" Annika was so surprised by the "unexpected joy" that a vein popped out of her forehead.

But Annika felt...it was time for her to see a psychiatrist.

For a dream.

"You mean, I've been having a dream recently, and you saw a man with black hair and a particularly pale face?" The psychiatrist was a gentle middle-aged woman, listening to Annika's narration and writing on the board.

"Yes, and it's a very strange perspective... It's like seeing with one eye with one eye blindfolded, and then falling quickly..." Annika recalled.

"Miss Stark, this really doesn't explain anything. Is it because you have been under too much pressure recently? Or where did you see this man?" the psychiatrist asked.

"I must have never seen..." Annika didn't think anyone would look so...perfect.

Annika, getting no help from the therapist, sighed as she walked out of the office.

Annika stood in front of the elevator, feeling her eyes were very hot, and Annika covered her eyes and felt her heart beating violently.

Annika leaned against the wall, her eyes blurred.

"Miss, are you okay?" A man in a suit and leather shoes saw Annika's state and asked.

"I..." Annika raised her head to look at the man. At this moment, her vision changed again. It was not a monochrome color block, but a perspective, and it was like a monotonous black and white old movie. Annika could see this man The blood vessels, internal organs, and the number 35 on his head can be seen, and then Annika saw what seemed to be a strange cartoon frame on the man's head.

"It seems to be Annika Stark. She has a better figure than the one in the video. If I can hold her waist for a while... I'd better pass out. It must be very casual to be able to record that kind of video. Who would believe the bullshit of public relations Ah, bring it into the hotel... Do what you need to do, and take a few more photos, Stark, the money is all in hand... Oops, my unsatisfactory brother...』

Annika felt her eyes and heart swelled up. She turned her eyes to see the concern on the man's face and the shame that the suit pants couldn't hide. Indecent nude photos, and a lawyer's letter, a few important words floated out of her eyes, Annika felt that the person in front of her was a beast in clothes, disgusting... she could make herself spit it out, she wanted to strangle the obscene person in front of her right now own bastard.

The man wanted to help Annika, but Annika avoided him. Annika avoided the man's touch and let him get out of the elevator.

The man glanced at Annika again, from top to bottom...

Annika was about to vomit, and the elevator doors closed slowly. Annika watched the transparent elevator go down. As soon as she left her sight, Annika saw several elevator cables slammed on the transparent elevator cover, and then fell rapidly. There was a loud noise... the sound was like an elevator falling.

Annika looked at the dust wrapped in the transparent elevator shell, and suddenly felt a lot more relaxed in her stomach. Annika is not a bloodthirsty fanatic, but such a scumbag will die.

Deserve it.

Annika was questioned by the police as the last person to see the man. After all, all four elevator cables were broken, and the police suspected it was a murder.

Annika's eyes were still very uncomfortable. She lowered her head and didn't listen carefully to the police's introduction to the man. She didn't listen carefully to what job she was told. When the police said that the man was 35 years old, Annika raised her head sharply.

At this moment, Annika saw the number above the policeman's head, 71, and everything around her was as pale as old ink on white paper. Those two numbers were extremely rough, dangling, and a little scary.

Annika thought she was seeing age, but...the young policeman couldn't be 71...then what Annika saw...was the time of death.

Annika walked out of the police station with a stiff expression on her face. When she raised her head to look outside, the world seemed to have turned into a rough painting, and the people passing by were like embarrassing slow motion in old movies.

Annika stood in front of her car door, the mirror-like glass reflected Annika's own face and the number above her head...

"The number is really strange in the mirror...is this...82?" Annika looked at the two weird numbers on the car door from left to right in a daze, then got in the car, Jarvis drove automatically, and returned to Malibu .

Annika fell asleep in the car, and after waking up, the world in front of her eyes returned to normal. Annika breathed a sigh of relief, and walked into the house unsteadily.

What was even more unexpected... Annika found a man she didn't know on her sofa.

Wearing a dark green cloak and a helmet with golden horns on his head, his facial features are full of evil spirits, and the pale skin seems to be able to see the blue and purple blood vessels underneath.

"Who are you?" Annika asked in a daze.

"Atrium... Oh, ma'am, I'm the evil god Loki, you should be honored to meet me...although..." Loki got up from the sofa in the middle of his words, and took the black tight-fitting clothes next to him. The blond man in the vest handed over the coffee.

Annika glanced over at the blond man, with tight muscles, a quiver on his back, and a bow on the coffee table...

"You really look like a person... no... God, the people of the courtyard..." Loki looked down at Annika, his green eyes were full of slyness, taller than Annika.

"Your eyes are really like that great god..." Loki was thoughtful.

"Who?" Annika asked.

"Goddess of death, oh, not my daughter Hela, the little girl, but the god of death and reincarnation, one of the seven main gods who made up the world..." Loki smacked his lips and stretched out his finger as if wanting to touch Annika's eyes, Annika then took a step back and left Loki's surrounding range.

"Yeah, she is the goddess of death, and she has a destined partner, so she fell in love with such a..." Loki was a little contemptuous, but halfway through the sentence, he pressed his own mouth, "I shouldn't have said that. ..." Then Loki laughed.

"I don't understand you." Annika stepped back, banging her back against the wall.

"To put it simply, there are countless universes in this world, there are countless planets, and the atrium..." Loki had just started a long speech when Annika interrupted him.

"What is the atrium?"

"It's your... ah, Earth." Loki explained to Annika in a good mood.

"Take the atrium as an example. There are countless earths in the entire macrocosm, but the gods are still those gods, and the gods are still those gods. Their rule and beliefs will not change...We who are attached to the existence of faith are high-level gods, although among them There are also subdivisions..." Loki frowned and put the coffee on the table.

"Those gods who don't need the supply of faith... are like Thanos... called gods, free, tsk." Loki felt a headache when he said Thanos.

"In the upward direction...the gods who fabricate the world, the seven...oh...six main gods, began to fabricate different universes from the day they were born, they only fabricated the main universe, and the rest of the derivative universes are the laws of the main universe themselves something happened..."

Annika didn't know why Loki said this to herself, but Annika also heard that Loki changed his words, and the seven became six...

"And you, the Atrium man...you are just an ordinary Atrium man in the inferior derivative universe. I can't figure out why you have such eyes."

The interest in Loki's eyes sent shivers down Annika's spine.

"Can I ask you a question?" Annika said, followed by "Which main god is missing?"

"Why did I tell you, Atrium man?" Loki's green eyes were sinister and deep.

"People in the courtyard, you should kneel at our feet..." Loki approached Annika with his scepter.

"Hawkeye said, your ability is very interesting, so you can prove it to me?" Loki smiled slightly and stretched out his scepter.

"Haven't you ever thought that your story is also fabricated by the main god?" Annika changed her perspective, but she couldn't see the golden light spot in the blackened figure of Rocky green at all.

"I accept." Loki raised his neck, obviously being poked in the sore spot by Annika.

Seeing the golden scepter approaching her, Annika choked her throat and closed her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Annika heard a muffled groan, and she was hugged immediately.

"Golden scarab, you went to the wrong set!" Deadpool guarded Annika behind him, staring at Loki who was kicked by him.

"You dare to hurt God? You lowly people in the atrium!" Loki touched the place where he was kicked and said fiercely.

"I didn't understand a single word of your tirade just now, but one sentence..." Deadpool raised his middle finger, "It's all for sale, who is more noble than who."

Immediately afterwards, Deadpool pulled Annika to dodge an arrow from Hawkeye, and Deadpool pushed Annika to the top of the stairs.

"Honey, you look good in any color, but would you mind going upstairs to get some makeup done, change into a beautiful white dress, dress up like an angel, and then go downstairs and give me an award?" Deadpool tweeted He took an Anika, could not refuse, and parried Hawkeye's arrow with a knife.

Annika said that she was frightened by the close combat between Deadpool and Hawkeye. Loki glanced sideways at Annika, and sat on the bar chair leisurely, as if he regarded himself as a king.

Annika gritted her teeth and decided to change into clothes that were more convenient for movement.

But when Annika came out of the house, Deadpool and Hawkeye were still fighting.

Deadpool glanced upstairs: "Anika! Don't wear hot pants! We don't need to sell long legs to make money at the box office! Where's the promised white skirt?"

Annika gritted her teeth: "Can you concentrate!"

Deadpool was punched hard by Hawkeye, and Annika wanted to go down to help.

"Hurry up and change clothes, otherwise the nosebleed will interfere with my battle!" Deadpool punched Hawkeye's stomach hard, and turned to Annika.

Annika wanted to curse, so she gave Deadpool a hard look, then at Loki who was not about to move, and turned to change clothes.

This time, Annika wore a white dress as Deadpool wished, and Deadpool was also scratched in several places by Hawkeye's arrows that were used as weapons. Annika knew that the wounds there were all healed.

Hawkeye was not much better, blood was seen on his body, but the main thing was his face, which was completely swollen by Deadpool.

Annika stared at Deadpool, but Loki didn't know when she came to Annika's side. Annika took a big step back and was tripped on the ground. Annika was a little helpless at the moment. For God, her own ability was not enough. Not the slightest use.

Loki looked down at Annika, the scepter approached Annika's heart...

Tony finally came back, broke into the door, wearing a steel suit, and Jarvis, who aimed automatically, blasted Loki out of the huge French windows with his back to the main entrance.

Annika was lying on the ground, seemingly in a coma. Deadpool punched Hawkeye in the face, and Hawkeye knocked his head on the coffee table, and also passed out.

Standing in the messy living room, Deadpool felt back pain, looked up to see Annika's position, Tony took a step ahead and picked up the unconscious Annika.

The author has something to say: Athena jumps up and down. In Greek mythology, Athena was born in Zeus's head. Before the birth, Zeus had a headache and split his head. Later, he asked Vulcan to split his head and release Athena.

Annika's new ability~

What Loki said is not the setting of the original Marvel. It is my own setting. Every novel of mine will be related.

The golden scarab, the scarab is a sacred animal in Egypt, commonly known as the dung beetle.

They are all sold out. Deadpool means that they are all characters made up by others. Who is worse?

Missing legs, but in any horror movie or any commercial movie, the female characters will show their flesh unreasonably, just like...King Ida in Resident Evil, and extremely cold.

Annika has a relationship with the goddess of death, it depends on whether you can guess what the relationship is.

Suddenly I don’t want to write fanfic anymore, but no one reads Baby’s original _(:з」∠)_ I’m really tired...