Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 1162 Gungnir (first update)
The heavy transport plane floated up from the horizon, and flew towards here in the warm red afterglow close to the sea. The non-reflective body covered with ablative armor looked from a distance like a bird looking for food in the evening light. A large black seabird, the bright and beautiful water surface was cut with a deep black scar by the airflow brought by the ultra-high-speed flight of the Tianma heavy transport plane, and the white waves surging on both sides looked like molten gold oozing from the wound under the afterglow. blood.

Casilios looked at Salomon standing on the edge of the cliff, holding a simple spear in both hands.

This spear is not too long. It looks like the handle is made of brown-black wood and has been polished very smooth. A line of runes engraved on it praises the coming victory. One can imagine its owner I love this weapon, but the scars on the handle of the spear are visible to the naked eye, as if the previous owner was unable to repair these terrible battle scars-in fact, the handle of the spear is not simple wood, but made of a mysterious, indestructible metal-like material It has perfect balance and weight, and is extremely strong. It is hard to imagine what kind of enemy can leave indelible scars on such a material.

The iron-gray spearhead, the size of an ordinary person's palm, looks very inconspicuous, even under the bright starlight, it still looks dull, and even has a little rust.No, that's not rust, it's the last vestiges of the lives that fell under this spear, where glory and ambition ended, leaving only a trail of dried blood.Like a living creature, this weapon permeates its own thoughts outward, exuding a dense spiritual fog invisible to the naked eye, whispering the blessings of ancient glory and desolation in the ears of others, urging the bearer to use it to pierce The body of the enemy, allowing it to sip souls and taste memories.

"I don't understand why he gave you this thing. That old guy won't let go of any chance to deceive others." Casilios looked serious, faintly revealing worry, "According to the order of succession, Sol has more entitled to this spear. What does it mean for you to bear this weapon, child?"

"As I said, I reached a deal with him." Salomon said in a deep voice.He gripped the spear tightly, and the soul of the weapon struggled like a snake, and finally calmed down feebly and expressed surrender to him.Casilios' car was parked on the pasture grass behind them. They planned to take the car away instead of going back the same way, because the road leading to the outside world had been closed by Frigga's magic enchantment. The chain effect is icy, and Casillas' car tires have just removed the anti-skid chains. It is very dangerous to drive on that kind of icy road, and it is very likely to cause a skidding accident.

"The human race will walk the path that the Asgardians have walked. The two have the same root, and they will also embark on the path of convergent evolution in the future. But humans will do better and create a world that is more powerful than Asgardians. A powerful civilization." Salomon said confidently, "Asgardians can choose to rise up and resist, or integrate into humans, Odin chose the second option, and Dropnir is the witness of the contract. Of course, I I also gave him a little gift."

Frigg played with the small clay hammer in her hand.

The toy-like clay hammer is shaped like a war hammer, and the display is engraved with detailed patterns in the shape of Thor's Hammer.She lightly tapped the small clay hammer on the armrest of the recliner, raised the cracks and raised it to her lips, said a spell softly, and then threw it casually.The moment he let go of his hand, all the clay peeled off, and the warhammer condensed from pure thunder appeared out of thin air, rapidly expanding to normal size, and flew straight into the distance like a comet emitting blue light at a speed that humans could not keep up with, and then sank into the dark clouds. A thunderstorm lit up the night sky in the gray sky.

A dozen identical clay hammers lay within arm's reach beside her chaise longue.

"This thing is not bad." Frigga picked up a brand new small clay hammer and shook it at Odin who walked out of the room. "Why, was it taught by the young man?"

"He agreed, and I handed over the key to him." The aging father of the gods closed his eyes half-closed, looking drowsy, with mead wine stains on his fluffy beard, looking Very sloppy.He never mentioned the trials in the illusion, because the strength and wisdom shown by Salomon far exceeded his imagination, so that he had to temporarily modify his conditions. "But he didn't agree to the best conditions. Hela is about to leave the cage, and Thor can't win this war. The contract he agreed to can only protect the people of Asgard after Ragnarok, and there is no guarantee Saul will be the ultimate winner."

"That's enough." Frigg stared at the gloomy mountains in the distance.The green grass that spread to the foot of the mountain was still covered with hoarfrost, and the abnormal phenomena caused by the energy of the outer dimension emerged endlessly here. In order to prevent mortals from entering by mistake, the spell she cast covered the entire area. "This is the last Ragnarok, whether it is Thor or he can break this cycle, they will face those ancient gods, free us all from their fate, and the civilization of Asgard will continue. "

Odin sighed and sat down on another bench under the eaves. "I'm still not reconciled, the last condition is obviously better." He took out a scarred small wine bottle from his pocket, "I persuaded him, but he just didn't listen."

"You have always underestimated the pride of human beings. The Supreme Mage is a proud person, and so are her disciples." Frigga played with the clay hammer, "Although I also hope that Salomon can join forces with Sol or Hela, but I know it's impossible, even if it's good for Asgard and Midgard. Karma Taj's ultimate goal is the free will of humans, they are too proud to bow their heads forever."

The engine under the giant wing at the rear of the fuselage spewed out amazing heat. When the ramp panel of the side door of the fuselage was lowered, Casilios had to squint his eyes and endure the smoke from the scorched grass. gas.This was the first time for Casilios to board the Pegasus heavy assault transport ship, and this aircraft gave him no less shock than the sky carrier he had seen before.

The aircraft, whose fuselage length is similar to that of the Airbus A380 but much wider, has a huge space to accommodate various equipment. In addition to the conventional systems such as the flight control system, fire control system, and gel foam fire extinguishing, it also has medical equipment. System, maintenance system, medical command system and other functions required by the Praetorian Guards and Salomon. As for facilities such as luxurious rooms, they were canceled due to taking up too much space. All crew equipment maintains a simple and plain practical style .These devices occupy most of the airframe space, but the rear cargo bay can still accommodate a giant troop carrier. Casilios' car is parked in the cargo bay behind the front ramp under the nose, without occupying the cargo bay. Garage for military vehicles.

"Meteorological satellites and air situation analysis departments report that there are persistent thunderstorms in the nearby clouds. This abnormal weather should not have occurred, but now we must leave the range of this cumulonimbus cloud to re-lift. Weather analysts are studying Whether it is some kind of weather weapon, in view of the possible enemy situation, the Pegasus heavy assault transport ship is ready to fight." Hammurabi stood near the ramp and waited for Salomon to appear.After seeing the monarch coming down from the car mountain, he immediately informed the monarch of the driver's situation and air condition information, and at the same time politely nodded to Casilios, as a greeting.He knew the identity of Casilios, and he also knew what role Casilios played in the first half of the monarch's life.

"There may be a delay of about 10 minutes, but this is still within the margin of error."

"I see. There is no need to study this, this thunderstorm poses no threat."

Salomon thought of the gift he had given, and it was hard to tell Hammurabi the truth.He handed the weapon in his hand to the Guards, "Activate the large protective force field box, put this gun in it, and untie it after I return to the Immortal City. Order the foundry of the Immortal City to prepare, I also need a batch of Wakanda’s refined vibrating gold ore, the Praetorian Guard’s disintegration force field generator, and then use my authority to obtain the following materials from the psionic department, which will be needed for the next work.”

Hammurabi didn't ask any further questions. After saving the list of materials in the database of the power armor, he turned and left with the weapon in hand to carry out the guarding task himself.

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)