Marvel: Apocalyptic Beginning, a High-Level Game!

Chapter 99 The Great "Love"!

Chapter 98 The Great "Love"!

Indeed, among all the "creations" so far, apart from Eternity, this "corpse," the Jizo Mitama in his hand is probably the highest quality thing he has ever created.

After all, its origin is the Black Death Sword, and we've talked about how powerful that thing is many times before.

It has stabbed the Celestials, met cosmic deities, and even stabbed Thor in the comic book storyline.

He could slash at cosmic gods above and bloodline gods below; almost anyone who happened to pass by would get slapped twice. And in the end, even when the universe was in a state of destruction, this Black Death Sword still brought Geer back to life.

This means that although Nar is the true owner of the sword, in a sense, he is the true core of the sword.

This sword possesses extremely high plasticity due to its properties similar to those of the symbiote within it.

Parasitism, control, and erosion are already the most basic abilities, not to mention the ability to create countless dark creatures at will.

After somewhat integrating these "materials," Hanlu still managed to forge them into a weapon that resembled her own image.

There's nothing he can do; that's all the knowledge he has.

If necessary, he can also use this thing to stab people!

Similarly, the power inherent in the Black Death Sword was also "imprinted" into Hanlu's body.

But—

Looking left and right, Hanlu couldn't suppress the little restlessness in her heart.

He considered trying to "steal" Meta Realm from Nexus in front of him, but then decided against it and would try again later.

Besides, you can release it yourself, so what's the point of "stealing" it to play with?

But that's not the point.

With a few casual slashes, Hanlu gently transformed the katana into a liquid-like metal, gradually wrapping it around her wrist to form an armlet.

This thing also requires a lot of "hammering and forging" to be crafted, so it also has the characteristics of liquid metal. The good news is that it is also very hard, with a design inspired by vibranium.

Hanlu looked up again, looking down at Geer, who was lying paralyzed in the pit and seemed to be nearing his end.

What happens to the heroes? A team of righteous superheroes embarks on a cosmic expedition and defeats a villain who slaughters the gods.

What a great script.

I feel like I could suggest Thor start another solo magazine.

but.

The Cold Dew season brings a mix of emotions to my heart.

But if he were given a chance to do it all over again, he would not regret anything he did.

This is a matter of stance.

He is his friend.

He wasn't that grand, nor that despicable.

All he can do is do what he believes is right.

Thor held his axe in one hand, his hammer still pressing down on Gale the Godslayer.

Even though he had degenerated into a weak mortal body, there were still some remnants of dark energy.

But this is better, at least for Thor.

He picked up his battle axe, his eyes sharp as he slowly walked up. The evenly distributed bolts of lightning beneath his feet confirmed that his resolve was now unwavering.

But as he walked up to the Godslayer, Gale, he felt a tap on his shoulder.

He turned around, and Hanlu shook her head.

"Taking his life can wait, but let me ask some questions first."

Thor nodded.

He undoubtedly respected Hanlu.

Whether it was the many hopes the other party had given him, or the surging divine power he now possessed, it all came from the other party.

He already owes the other party a lot.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the Godslayer Ger had killed too many lives, as the God-King, he should have been the final executioner, and he wouldn't have minded giving the execution power to Hanlu.

But that won't work.

He is a god, or even the king of gods!

He needs to fulfill the duties of a god-king.

Hanlu gently moved the heavy Thor's hammer aside and used her mental power to slightly lift the almost immobile Godslayer, Gel, so that he could communicate with her while seated.

Hanlu also sat down on the ground.

"You're going to die."

"I know that when I decided to slaughter the gods, I had already thought of my own end."

I always run into guys I can't beat, and I'm always prepared.

His emaciated, pale body seemed to struggle even to speak, but his slightly upturned face held a certain—

joy.

Are you happy? After all, you've already killed so many gods.

And if he dies, can he go to the same place as his daughter? Maybe they can meet again.

Hanlu skipped over this issue she didn't want to delve into.

That's just how feelings are.

"Who's the guy behind you?"

That's right, this is what Hanlu really wants to ask—the guy behind it all.

Even if he already had a guess, he still needed a definite symbol.

Despite his current formidable lineup, boasting two "half-step single-target" powerhouses like Sentinel and Elder Thor, only he knows the true extent of his abilities.

If a sentry is given even the slightest provocation, he'll instantly turn into a lunatic.

Although Thor has gained near-individual strength due to his age and experience, he can only be considered somewhat famous on the scale of the multiverse.

Even with their combined strength and Earth's current defense mechanisms, facing the "Black Emperor" would still be extremely dangerous.

The good news is that, in theory, it is locked up.

The bad news is—

It might have come out.

Ger turned his head away.

He didn't want to talk about it, even though he knew it perfectly well.

But why would he tell the news to the person who personally defeated him?

Just because the other person looks familiar? Because you get along well? Because they're easy to talk to?

But the other party clearly still holds your life in their hands!

Then, seeing the old man's stubbornness, Hanlu stood up.

"I have a special ability that, theoretically, can 'bring' your daughter out for a period of time."

You can talk to her about anything. This is my last act of mercy towards you.

If you'd like, then elaborate.

Ger turned his head instantly, his eyes wide open!

The eyes, which had been lifeless, seemed to come alive again, as if they had been rejuvenated.

Hanlu was startled by the reaction, but under the other person's burning gaze, he slowly placed his hand on it.

Thor turned his back, while the Sentinels and others watched silently in the distance.

Until that vivid little girl, as if a memory had been relived, was gently guided by the power of thought, hopping and skipping through the air, drawing graceful arcs, and then began to circle around Hanlu and Geer.

From the outside perspective, whatever happens inside is just a matter of a second.

Hanlu chose to give the other party a chance. The horse talisman temporarily stabilized his injuries, while the rat talisman brought the regret in his longing back to reality for a short time.

And as a father.

He knew everything about his daughter—how big she was, how heavy she was, how tall she was.

He even remembered every hair on her body, every habit, and the empty pores in her eyes when she finally collapsed.

When the girl from my memory "returns" to reality.

Instantly, tears welled up in his eyes, and with all his might, he opened his arms and hugged the little girl, who was still somewhat bewildered, tightly in his embrace.

"I love you."