Chapter 3635: true avenger

"Okay, the good-hearted people who got in the way have left, let's talk about your business." Su Ming moved his neck and looked at Hela, who was holding the game console: "Tell you, the dignified goddess of the underworld, don't stay here. Playing games in Daisy's apartment and running out to drill into human sewers?"

But Hela, who was fascinated by the game, did not lift her head, and answered with a small mouth with black lipstick:

"You think I don't want to stay at home drinking soda and playing games? It's not your goddess of Thor. She insisted on pulling us out and said to help in the most intense battle. I said don't worry, you must have a plan, but she Don't join in the fun."

"Is that so? Daisy?" Death Knell looked at the goddess of Thor who bowed her head and drew a circle on the ground with her toes. She looked embarrassed.

But because the line of sight was blocked, the circle was not drawn at all.

"I just want to help the Avengers. After all, I'm quite capable, so I should take on more social responsibilities." She said this first, then thought about it, and whispered, "Besides, I have been a long time. I haven't killed a chicken before, it's a little itchy."

The saying of killing chickens comes from the trip that Su Ming took her and Xing-Lord to the capital of the Shi'a Empire. After the massacre of the guards, Death Knell said that killing aliens is no different from killing chickens.

It seemed that Daisy didn't remember anything else. She only remembered killing chickens. She, who usually doesn't kill people, obviously came here with the same mentality as hunting. .

"That's because you don't know how much dark elves and trolls hate Thor. If you appear on the battlefield, 100% will immediately become the target of the fire." Su Ming patted her head silently, he could understand a warrior Out of instinctive 'fitness needs', but if the female Thor wants to enter the field to harvest people, the time should not be now.

Those two races hated Thor, but at the same time, if Daisy appeared with a Meow Hammer and a red cloak, don't expect an IQ like a troll to be able to tell the difference between men and women, they only know the red cloak, flying With thunder and lightning, that is Thor.

As for why they hate Thor, it's also easy to explain, because Thor is a god, and he used to do nothing at all.

They hated Odin the most and the Asgardians, but now that Odin is dead and Asgard has crashed, these hatreds are naturally inherited by Thor, the eldest son, and the typical Asgardians.

"Is that so? Do the invaders hate Thor very much?" Daisy slammed her palm with her fist, then tilted her head to look at Loki and said, "Why didn't you remind me of this? Do you want to see me enter? You were surrounded and beaten after the battlefield?"

The grinning black-haired woman spread her hands, and her expression instantly became innocent:

"You didn't ask me before, how can I think so thoroughly as the Supreme Master, and it's not normal for me to omit a little? Besides, I like you very much, how could I want to see you being beaten by others? Even if it is You were beaten by others, and I would never laugh when I saw it, hehehehe..."

Everyone knew what kind of person Loki was. Daisy rolled her eyes and shook her head to stop worrying about it.

But she had already decided secretly that if Loki wanted to eat cakes for free, there would be no way!

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On the dark seabed, there is a ruined palace.

Everything seems to be shrouded in darkness and mystery. Humans living on the ground have always had little knowledge of the seabed, and danger lurks here, especially now.

Among these dilapidated buildings, a huge army is being assembled. They look a bit like a combination of snake and fish, with fine scales and large deformed eyes.

The eccentric creatures have webbed fingers and toes, and vaguely humanoid shadows can be seen on their faces, but their blue skin is clearly another race.

This place is located in the deep sea, there is no trace of light, the deep-toned sea water is like ink, and there are not many fish, and it is a place that human underwater probes have never been to.

But the silt on the bottom of the sea is full of human waste, and things like beer bottles and cans arrived first, reminding everyone here that they share a planet with another race.

The ruined streets are full of murloc soldiers. They are fully armed. Although the armor they wear is covered with marine specialties such as barnacles, they look very old, but the weapons in their hands are brand new, and all of them are energy drive.

They gathered on the street and occasionally looked at each other with bubbles, which was probably the way fishes communicated, because the sea was still silent.

Going forward along the streets of the wreckage of the city, you can see a collapsed palace. Just looking at the scale, you can feel how majestic it used to be, but now, the glory of the past has disappeared with the passage of time.

There was no light in the palace, not to mention the night pearl used for illumination, not even a single glowing monkfish, but on the magnificent throne between the thrones sat a figure.

The man has pointy ears and wears a long black vest that shows off his muscular arms and chest.

It's just that when he stroked the sapphire headband on his head, he pointed his orchid fingers up, as if he was feeling sorry for himself.

When a murloc who also wore a headband swam into the hall and informed their king that the team was ready and that the war machine could launch a global tsunami at any time, the figure on the throne finally moved.

He bounced like an electric shock, and said to himself excitedly in a high eunuch-like voice:

"How many years, how many years have passed! I finally waited for this day of revenge! The death knell... I am no longer mine, you and those **** people on the ground will feel it. The wrath of the sea! Hmmm!"

The ghosts and gods are like ghosts, and at the end of his words, there is a tone particle of a girl chirping. It can be said that the conspiracy-like mood is destroyed in an instant, but it makes people feel funny.

But he didn't notice it himself, because he was already used to it, and even the messenger who knelt down on the imperial steps didn't laugh, because the hatred of the Atlanteans was so serious!

Picking up the snake head and double fork leaning against the throne, the long vest he wore fluttered with the current like a skirt, and the mentally distorted king shot himself out of the palace like a torpedo, and came to the street that had been turned into ruins.

He glanced at the deformed army that couldn't see his head, and looked at the various colored headbands on everyone's forehead. He knew that all the people, like him, gained their strength from the great snake god.

A power capable of revenge.

Although everyone's mentality is definitely different, and there is more or less hatred for the land people, there is no doubt that the task everyone gets from the gods is the same, that is, to march to the land with a tsunami.