Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 1322 Upset (Second)

Water flowed from the brass faucet, and almost boiling hot water overflowed from the edge of the brass bathtub with exquisite relief, hitting the mosaic tile floor, and the white long dress thrown down on the floor was wetted by the overflowing water, becoming blurred and transparent .Athena hugged her knees with her arms and curled up so that the water was up to her chest.She closed her eyes and let out a long breath. The trained muscles and tired spirit on her back were gradually relieved by soaking in hot water. This kind of temperature could not hurt her at all. The high temperature that cannot be heated by household electric water heaters was what she wanted. temperature.The emperor pulled his finger out from under the surface of the water, and the extradimensional power wrapped around his palm flickered into sparks and disappeared. He was the one who briefly acted as the water heater, and summoning a pool of boiling water was no trouble.

Athena was lying on the edge of the bathtub with a smile on her face, her half-opened eyes were full of thick steam.

"Take it." She stretched out her wet, steaming and dripping arm, and raised the damp sponge in front of the emperor in an almost arrogant gesture, "I will provide you with a prophecy, and you will provide me with a prophecy." Serving, isn’t that a reasonable thing to do?”

The emperor took the sponge with a blank expression, put it into the bathtub to draw hot water, and put it on Athena's shoulder. The hot water was squeezed out of the sponge and rolled down the smooth and white back, submerged into the looming spot under the water surface. Milky white body.From the beginning of his education, Athena was his enlightenment benchmark for classicism and the beauty of ancient Greek art.Her body is the best statement of what beauty is.This is a supernatural beauty. Her flesh and bones are created by the concept of outer dimensions, filled and anchored by myths and legends. No matter from any angle, no matter what state she is in, she has a solemn beauty, even if she acts as a human body The same is true when the model teaches the emperor to paint and sculpt by using himself as an example. The eternal beauty runs through it, as unshakable as a star.

"When I was 15 years old, you asked me to do this every day." He said in a blunt tone.Even though it had been a while, the smell of ashes from the burning dream still lingered in his nostrils until it was extinguished by the thick steam, "It's the same now, I think you are just looking for an opportunity to enjoy the feeling of being served by me."

"Prophecy is tiring, and for me, it's a fair reward."

Athena did not open her eyes at all.

She knelt and curled up in the bathtub, like a female god in a classical oil painting, with her head resting on her arm resting on the brass group of angels on the edge of the bathtub, her silky blonde hair cascading down, half floating on the surface of the water One side hangs outside the bathtub and caresses like feathers on the emperor's exposed skin after rolling up his sleeves.Sharing consciousness is a very intimate thing, and only people who are honest with each other can do it. The emperor did not choose to be completely honest with Athena, because he had too many secrets to keep from being known.Athena needs extra energy to share her consciousness, otherwise she would not even be able to pass through the maze of the emperor's superficial thinking, which would undoubtedly be an offense and a huge damage to her self-esteem, even if she wanted to express her anger, it would be possible Original.

She provided the emperor with the omen after reading it, which took quite a long time.

The space where consciousness lives has no concept of time, and the experience of hundreds of years of somatosensory time may be just a blink of an eye in reality.It is very difficult for anyone to immerse themselves in it at such a deep level. The gap between the somatosensory time and the real time alone is enough to drive people crazy. After all, not everyone can endure the aging of the soul, so as to ensure that their soul will not be affected by the long time and confusion. lost in the experience. "I've seen the marble sculptures you carved, St. Teresa's Crazy, that work that you spent many years completing." She closed her eyes and murmured in a dreamlike whisper, "Can you say that you are carving women? Didn't you use me as a reference when you saw the body?"

"Indeed." The emperor nodded and admitted, "but I also referred to the image of the witch."

The emperor's keen hearing picked up her voice, which barely left her throat.She was right, and he was willing to paint what he saw, in a rococo style that he seldom touches, because only this style can describe her figure and body after she lowered her weapon and removed her long skirt and armor. look.Francois Boucher's brushstrokes are worth learning, such as the 1742 "Luna Anna After Bathing", but in terms of the erotic performance of the picture, Jean-Honoré Fragonard's "Latch "is more tense and more in line with Athena's current state and the introverted emotions displayed.

Athena responded briefly, and then stopped talking, enjoying the emperor's caress and scalding hot water.It took a long time before she raised her head again and looked at the emperor with eyes as clear and blue as a lake in the sun.Gradually cooling drops of water rolled down her chest and hair, but her expression was still gentle. "Come in and be with me. Opportunities like this are getting rarer and rarer. I don't want to miss every second."

Stephanie Malek raised her wrist to check the time, her irritation palpable.

For four hours, for a full four hours, the emperor did not come out of that apartment.She waited in the passenger seat for a long time, and she didn't communicate with her except for the phone call from her father and Diana Lister.Stephanie knew what was in the glove compartment, brought to New York from the liquor cabinet of the car in Washington, and the humiliation in it nearly drove her mad.She put the self-defense pistol on her lap, and smoked one cigarette after another, until the emperor appeared with steam all over her body, and she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your hair is a little wet," she reminded.There were slender and cold tracks left on the black woolen overcoat with wet hair tips, but the emperor didn't care.He just shook his head, letting the supernatural steam run through his hair, keeping it from freezing in this weather. "Where are we going next?"

"Castle, I need you to hand over to Victoria Hand." The emperor started the car and drove the car out of the garage.Before Christmas, the temperature in New York had already dropped to the point where it would snow. Perhaps some snowflakes had fallen before anyone knew it. They turned into sewage on the streets and then froze, testing the anti-skid coefficient of the tires of all passing vehicles.The emperor's car has not changed the snow tires, he is still using summer road tires, so he is very careful when driving, even though it is late at night in New York.

"In the matter of General Hale, no matter what the past of Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D., you must cooperate." He said while looking at the image reflected on the screen in the rearview mirror of the camera, "I can't stand A Kree outpost hangs around the Koboi belt. That outpost will be the spearhead of the Kree Empire's attack when the Dark Order arrives."

"And support?" Stephanie Malek put the pistol in the glove box.She has seen the satellite pictures of the outpost, although it is just a blurred gray shadow against the asteroid, but in fact it is a huge star castle built by alien technology, using asteroids as materials, in the Human civilization was built and started to fulfill its obligations when it was just born. "According to SHIELD's analysis of the anatomical data of the Cree, ordinary humans and small-caliber live ammunition weapons cannot counter the armor used by aliens." She looked into the emperor's eyes in the rearview mirror, and did not mention that he was in the apartment experience, "I need fighters."

"A knight squadron, including two tactical squads and a tactical support squad, as well as supporting armored vehicles and air power." The emperor turned the steering wheel and drove the car towards the intersection, "It won't be from your security forces. Instead, it is transferred from the second company. I will give you a formal order, this force is enough to wipe out a modern city, I believe that this kind of armed force is enough for you to solve the problem."

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)