Marvel God of War

After the plane arrived, Atreus quickly came over and gave his dad a hard hug, and he hadn't seen him for two days, which was a long time for Atreus.

Looking at the warm father and son, the Maximovs immediately raised their dissatisfaction with their son.

Petro felt a chill on the back of his neck, but soon left it behind and immersed himself in the joy of discovering something new.

Wanda looked at her brother, then at her parents' eyes, and then at Pietro with a hint of sympathy.

Kratos let go of his embrace, patted Atreus on the top of his head and asked, "What's the matter, kid, are you having any difficulties?" Atreus

shook his head and just pulled Peter over: "Now I have a good friend!" Peter didn't feel embarrassed, and greeted Kratos: "Hi, Mr. Kratos, long time no see."

Kratos nodded, didn't say anything, and looked at Tony who was rushing behind them.

"I really want to see what kind of superpowered person you're bringing back!" Tony looked a little excited, after all, this is a possible living force of the Avengers.

Kratos helplessly spread his hands: "Not in the short term, they are not yet adults, but Wanda's ability ceiling is very high, it is recommended to focus on training, but don't force it too much, Pietro, he is happy." "

You see, the difference came out all at once, but fortunately Wanda and Pietro didn't hear it at all.

Tony froze: "You brought back two underage ...... We really are the Father's Alliance.

Kratos smiled wryly: "Then what can I do, the age is theirs, and it is not my control."

Tony waved his hand: "Okay, then I'll arrange the school later, Mimir has something to do with you, you remember, I'll take them to slip away first." Seeing

that Kratos had nothing to ask him for, Tony was happy to be free, and left with the two reserve Avengers, and of course the Maximovs followed.

"Father, Mimir is waiting for you at the apartment. Atreus was dragged away by Peter, leaving only one sentence before leaving.

Kratos couldn't touch his hair: "Why are you all leaving?"

Shaking his head, Kratos still didn't have a contact to pick him up, anyway, it wasn't far, and he flew back on his own.

However, looking at the airport bus that had already arrived, Kratos thought about it and chose the transportation of normal people.

The bus is not crowded, after all, the number of people who take the plane are also decent people, or need decent people, and there are not many people at this time, so it will not be as full as a green train.

But there are always accidents, a hip-hop guy sat next to Kratos, Kratos searched in his memory, and really didn't find anyone like that.

The young man opened his mouth and asked, "Yo man, you have a good tattoo, how do you train your muscles, and I also work out, but I haven't found a good place!"

As he spoke, the young man reached out and pinched Kratos' biceps, comparing it to his own.

Kratos was a little nervous: "I tattooed myself with this tattoo, you can't find it, and I have to go to the gym to work out, I don't teach this." The

hip-hop guy didn't seem to be limited to this kind of topic, and almost ended Kratos's words: "Dude, are you coming to New York for the first time? I've just come from Brazil, and it's so sad to be over there," he said, covering his mouth with his hand, "I'm white, you know, Ni over there... There are more black brothers, and I can't mix them up.

Kratos didn't understand why this hip-hop guy came to talk to him, and there were a lot of people in the car who looked like they were more annoying than him.

The hip-hop guy looked left and right, and whispered to Kratos: "Don't look at me so weak, I'm also a gangster!" You see I'm just messing with Kim and the boss, but I was only recently transferred back, are you interested in following me? I was assigned a street by the boss in New York!"

Kratos understood, the young man just wanted to pull him as a thug, because it looked too horizontal.

"I'm not interested in gangs, or rather, at least not in this area. Kratos shook his head and rejected the hip-hop guy's offer.

The hip-hop guy laughed: "It's not benevolent to buy and sell, make a friend, my name is Quisanti, Quisanti Emiliano Silva." (Brazil's name is very troublesome, everyone will know it by searching it)

Reaching out and not hitting the smiley man, Kratos didn't think the gang was okay, so he stretched out his hand and replied: "Kratos."

Quesanti was stunned for a moment, and his smile became even bigger: "Amigo! my friend!" (the official language of Brazil is Portuguese, and it is amigo like Spanish)

Kratos didn't laugh, anyway, he looked very serious, and it was okay if he didn't laugh, he was purely a person, and he was a social phobia.

In Quesanti's lively atmosphere, the distance from the airport to the city is not too long.

"Amigo, I'm here! If you're looking for me, just come to that Neapolitan donut shop and report Giorno's name, that's my buddy! Quisanti was very defenseless, and said everything to Kratos, who nodded slightly, and agreed.

Mimir was almost fossilized in the apartment, so he had to call Kratos: "Dude, why haven't you arrived yet, are Tony's people driving so slowly?"

Mimir seems to have forgotten that Kratos can actually fly, and has been corrupted by urban life in such a short time, tsk, the power of money.

Kratos was also a little helpless: "Mimir, is there a possibility that Tony didn't arrange a car for me? He left directly with the family I brought, and I came back by airport bus."

Mimir's voice paused, and when it sounded again, it was a little more embarrassed: "Okay, then where are you, this matter is quite important, it may be our hope of going home." "

Kratos is not in a hurry, his son and friends are here, it is a thought whether he can go home or not, and it is not that he is unable to be self-reliant, and the gods have been killed by him, if people can't live and work in peace and contentment, they can't blame him, right? He is the god of war, not the god of farming.

Mimir also knew that Kratos didn't care if he could go back or not, so he could only continue to finish what he had to say: "Let's go, what I'm talking about is in the building behind the apartment." Mimir

donned Tony's special mech and took Kratos to the back of the apartment, the building that Mimir had bought for Tony to study the rift.

Yes, there was an extremely small crack in this building, but the scope of the spread was not small, the moment the crack appeared, Gu Yi and Mimir rushed over, and the two of them worked together to barely suppress this crack within the scope of this building, so don't look at the building is still there, in fact, everything inside has been destroyed, and there is only a shell standing there.

"What is this!?" Kratos was shocked when he saw this rift, he could feel the threat from this rift, and the power contained in it still had a chance to kill him if he didn't take it seriously.

"It's dangerous, Mimir, you should be glad it's unconscious energy, if someone controls them, the Ancient One may be able to escape, but you will most likely be annihilated. Kratos looked solemn, and he felt the energy fluctuating.

Mimir was also shocked: "What!? I don't feel the threat from this crack at all, is it because of your peculiarity? But I recorded the syllable that came out, and if you listen carefully, it will come out around this point every day, and it will loop every day, so you don't have to worry about not hearing it."

Kratos approached where Mimir had spoken, and paused to listen carefully to the sound of the crack. Most of the time it's the noise of energy fluctuations, and the constant increase and decrease of entropy makes Kratos frown.

Suddenly, a syllable of "B......" came out, and Kratos' eyes froze: "Mimir you should hear it, this voice is very impatient and friendly, as if he is calling for help?"

Mimir nodded, thanks to Tony, Mimir finally nodded again: "Yes, but I can't hear the voice behind me, as if it was cut off by something, or something happened before I finished speaking."

Kratos looked at Mimir, "The change of time and space? we may have to try to touch it, I don't see anything abnormal, this energy is not the same as what I encountered at the beginning."

Mimir asked, "Shall you call Atreus, he was worried about you." Kratos thought about it, but still shook his head: "No, I can't take Atreus with me anymore because of the threats to me, and you can't go, I'm not sure to protect you."

Mimir also frowned: "But ......

" Kratos sighed: "Needless to say, you can help me explain to Atreus, no matter what the reason, I must deal with this threat, otherwise Atreus may be in danger." "

Mimir has no choice, and when it comes to this, he can only follow Kratos's thoughts.

opened the door of this building and motioned to Kratos: "It's at the point where the house enters the door and turns right to the end, it's up to you to do it, I'll contact the Ancient One and Atreus." With

that, Mimir closed the door, and this door also carried a certain amount of power to complete the magic circle that constrained the rift, and the time between opening and closing should not be too long, which would affect the circulation of energy.

Kratos slowly approached the rift, and instead of taking the Leviathan, he pulled out Dropnir, a gun that was more comfortable due to the use of Kratos' blood when forged and the fact that it was the most commonly used weapon type for mortal warfare.

As Kratos watched, the crack slowly fluctuated, rising and shrinking like breathing, and beating like a heart.

Dao brilliance flowed, and golden-blue energy wrapped around the crack like a ribbon.

"What the hell is this?" Kratos muttered to himself, but Dropnir tightened his grip on his hand.

As he approached, the rift's fluctuations became violent, and Kratos stopped, and the rift returned to its normal frequency.

"Will it react as the threat approaches......" Kratos thought for a long time, but couldn't come up with a reason, this power was beyond his experience and could not be understood.

But Kratos is still Kratos, and for things that he doesn't understand but are threatening, just hit the right thing! Kratos

concentrated, poked out a shot, and the moment it hit the crack, the crisp sound like a pearl falling on a jade plate immediately spread, and Kratos nearby was deafening, but the residents of the other buildings around him didn't hear the sound at all.

"WTF?" The crack suddenly began to flicker violently, and Kratos only had time to let out an angry "!" and then was swallowed up by the abruptly expanding crack.

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a long time, in a neon-looking apartment, Kratos fell out of a flash of blue light.

Fortunately, Kratos is a strong martial artist, adjusting his posture before his face makes close contact with the ground, and he lands smoothly.

"Where is this?" Kratos asked the first question, looking at the completely unfamiliar room and the bizarre scenery outside the window, Kratos was really a little confused.

"That crack is really what I've experienced, it's really going to be disguised!" Kratos scolded again.

Coming to the window, Kratos looked down, it was at least sixty or seventy meters above the ground, and the window was full of various high-rise buildings, neon flashing, and many holographic projections, and the streets were full of people and traffic, and it looked like a bustling metropolis.

The TV in the room suddenly turned on, and a somewhat familiar voice came: "Welcome to Night City! I'm your old buddy Stanley! Guess the result of yesterday's Dead Lotto? Twenty-eight horses! Half of them are from Kabuki Street! It's the territory of the Tiger Claw and the Vortex Gang, and it looks like someone has provoke......d them

," Kratos narrowed his pupils and muttered, "Is this the case?

Being brought to the night city by cyberpunks by a rift in time and space surprised Kratos, but it was only a matter of a moment, what could be more outrageous than going to Marvel from the Nine Realms

? "Hey, who are you? This is my home!" A discordant voice suddenly appeared, and Kratos turned his head to see that it was a tall, lanky young man with a moxican head, with a skull painted on his face, some prosthetic implanted wiring, and a bunch of messy tattoos on his body, which attracted the attention of the delicate tiger head.

Kratos touched his chin and muttered to himself

, "Tigerclaw?" Apparently Mohican heard Kratos talking to himself, and immediately pulled out his gun and shouted, "You know my reputation as a Tigerclaw and dare to break into my house!"

and before Kratos could explain anything, Mohican picked up his Lexington - battle-hardened - and fired at Kratos fiercely.

After a clang, Kratos looked at the bullets that were bounced off by himself, and the young Mohican who was killed by his own ricocheting, and he was silent for a while: "Night City, huh?"