The Unrighteous God In Marvel

　　 As we all know, there is no good thing for people who have gone to hell.

　　 Not to mention, this is a real Marvel world with all kinds of weird and unreasonable forces.

　　 Leon has felt that something is wrong since he explored the world on his own.

　　 This place is too big. First of all, it is certain that it is not a space debris or a small world left by the predecessors.

　　 And the smell of sulphur that can always be smelled in the nose, is always present, and has been warning Lyon, also made Lyon somewhat guessed from the beginning.

　　 It's just that, at that time, he still didn't dare to think in this direction.

　　 Later, when more and more scenes of **** in his previous life memory appeared, Leon became more convinced of his guess.

　　 Until he saw the two fighting guys.

　　 To be reasonable, there are really not too many territories where a guy who is broken into pieces can fight with another guy whose head is half lost. First of all, the guess that it is still somewhere on the earth can be ruled out.

　　 How can such a frenzied circus dare to sell tickets for this kind of performance!

　　 In Leon’s limited cognition, **** is undoubtedly the most standard option.

　　 So, Leon launched a skill that he hadn't used for a long, long time.

　　The skill that can observe things that the naked eye can't see, a skill designed for the spirit of ghosts and monsters: [True Eye].

　　 Sure enough, these two ugly monsters who fight and fight are not good-looking, under the watchful eyes of Leon's [True Eye], the two of them... ghosts, let's call them humans, they all have entities anyway.

　　 There was a faint human glow on the surface of the two Sophia's scrambled bodies.

　　 is also in line with local characteristics: black and red.

　　 does not look auspicious and festive.

　　 Until this time, Leon was almost certain that this place should be hell.

　　 is full of scum, scum, criminals... bad guys everywhere, everyone can kill! Damn everyone, hell!

　　 And the phrase "living! Living!" that blurted out was the final footnote for Leon's guess.

　　 Of course, Leon felt that this place should actually have another name.

　　 For example, experience area or something~

　　…………

　　The next thing is that Mr. "Winner" has the most say.

　　Because he is the only person who experienced it personally and the only victim.

　　 Under Leon’s friendly inquiry, he hated why he wanted to awaken a part of this hapless child, and told him all the things he knew.

　　 Although he didn't ask any useful information, Leon was not too angry.

　　 The **** is so big, I can’t find a tongue anywhere.

　　 Besides, knowing too much is useless, anyway...

　　I will die again when I meet.

　　 over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again the things that he knows have been told several times, after several inquiries, Leon confirmed that this lucky guy really did not lie to him.

　　 Then, Leon let him go...

How can it be! Ha ha!

Under the premise of "active" and "voluntary", the name can't remember his own name. The code name: "Winner" is the real-unlucky ghost. He cooperated with Lyon to complete a series of experimental tests, and at the end, he voluntarily asked for his death. The presence of Leon dirty his eyes.

　　…………

　　 The second pile of fly ash appeared, and it rose to the sky in the gust of **** that blew all the time, without a mark.

　　 "It seems that these guys, one by one, actually have entities. Wouldn't it be... better! Hahaha!"

　　 Through polite inquiry, Leon learned some basic information about hell.

　　 First of all, all the "monsters" (in the original words of the winner) here are irregular, non-quantitative, and indefinite places that suddenly appear somewhere, as if they were bred by this world. This is also true of himself.

　　 But in his limited memory, he can remember certain things in his previous life.

　　 This is interesting.

　　 "A very contradictory statement..."

　　 Leon picked a random direction and walked forward, while still thinking about the hidden meaning of those messages.

　　 The second point is more interesting.

　　 According to Mr. Winner’s limited memory and cognition, all monsters in **** have physical existence.

　　 This is even more inconsistent with Leon's perception. It is also not consistent with what he saw.

　　 Although it is a good thing, it is more convenient to kill, but there are still some things that are not quite right.

　　 Finally, all the monsters seemed to bear a curse.

　　 Although they have entities, **** has no food or water. There are only yellow sand in the sky, hard rocks, and rivers flowing with magma or black oil that will never dry up.

　　 Therefore, they are always hungry, but they can't eat enough. I have been thirsty, but I will never die of thirst. There is always an unsatisfied desire to kill, in the endless hell, endless killing each other.

　　 Lyon asked Mr. Winner five times whether he could raise a monkey, and then he called him Barbosa three times. This guy didn't have any special reaction, it seemed that he was telling the truth.

　　 There must be some strange problem or hidden secret in hell. This is Leon's hunch.

　　 Although he can't infer any useful and reliable facts from these one-sided and tiny information, Leon still put away his contempt, raised his twelve points of attention, and slowly began to wander in hell.

　　……

　　 There is no night in this place.

　　 Although Lyon does not have a watch, he has an anesthesia needle transmitter. After confirming that his senses and cognition were not blurred, Leon looked at the time on the anesthesia needle launcher, then looked up at the deadly and depressed gray-yellow sky, and couldn't help feeling: Hell after all! This special landscape is really special!

　　 I have been here for more than ten hours, and this day is always in this half-dead state, not to mention the sunshine, there is no moonlight!

　　 Lyon has never stopped on this road, although it is not fast, it is not too slow.

　　 But on this road, except for a few mobs, they suddenly popped out and gave himself a few heads. Leon was nothing.

　　 More than ten hours, even if you count the winner and the dragon set that doesn't even have a name, there are no ten in total.

　　 Counting it down, Lyon’s ten-hour trip to **** can’t kill a monster every hour.

　　 "Is this hell?"

Leon couldn’t help being disappointed, and began to curse and scold the street: "If I knew **** is like a dog, I would definitely send a few more **** on it to make up the number! Niang Hippi! I would go to Wall Street and kill casually. A few earn more than this!"

NS!

　　 It’s no wonder that Leon could not help but yell at him. I thought that since this is the famous latitude of hell, it’s not bad people get together, and there are many evil guys!

　　A large area of ​​any skill in the area will be scraped to death! Killing has no sense of guilt, if you can kill everything, it's over!

　　 A batch that saves worry and effort and also earns blood!

Leon thought that he would be teleported back to the world because of possible skill duration issues and not earn it. He thought that he would not earn money because he could not beat the undead monarchs, headless knights, bone dragons and other super monsters in hell. I have thought about the purification value a lot.

　　 But he didn’t expect this!

　　 "It's been more than ten hours since my mother came to hell, but I can't get any experience points because... because I can't encounter strange things at all!"

　　 Is this reasonable!

　　 After venting his breath, Leon couldn't keep up his energy.

　　 Forget it, let's talk about it later.

　　 However, after walking for so long, Leon is also hungry.

　　 The bloodline of Void Fear is good in everything, just this appetite...╭(╯ε╰)╮

　　 set up the barbecue he was carrying with him, Leon was going to have a meal and then go back, anyway, this trip could not be in vain.

　　 When I went back to brag with someone in the future, I couldn't tell how I killed the Quartet in hell, but I could tell them at any rate: Master is a man who had a barbecue in hell!

right!

　　 Lich grilled on the ribs of a bone dragon with hellfire!

　　What's the smell?

　　 Have you eaten jellyfish skin?

　　 is that taste!

　　 Lyon’s neurosis, the emotions come and go quickly, and I complained in angrily that I was losing a lot this time, and screamed that I would never come again.

　　 At this moment, I was already thinking about beautiful things, happy haha, and I completely forgot the idea that I just swore that I would never come again.

　　 began to think that next time I must really roast the lich with hellfire to eat it. I haven't seen the lich yet. I have begun to worry about whether it is sweet or sour or spicy.

　　 There was a mess of thoughts in his mind, and the movements of his hands were not delayed at all.

　　 set up the stove, took out a huge steak from the space.

　　 good fellow! It's fresh as if it had just been cut from the **** of the cow, and it smelled of blood!

　　 put the meat on the grill, Leon began to turn and roast with tongs, still singing an unknown song in his mouth.

When 　　 sang, Leon felt that something was wrong.

　　 Why does the rock under the **** seem to be a little trembling?

　　嘭!

　　 was thinking about it, Lyon, who was sitting on the rock, saw that the ground supported by the grill in front of him suddenly trembled violently, and then the dust was flying!

　　 Something came out of the mud all at once. Shocked Leon, turned the oven over, and bit off the half-cooked steak.

　　 is biting past. Leon didn't see anything clearly, but Leon could still see clearly the jagged white teeth Leon.

　　 "...your special code...who is better off? Come and grab your ancestor's meat!"

　　 crashed to the ground from the air, and Leon finally saw what it was.

　　 But... Leon really can't tell what this thing is!

　　 "It's not the ugliest, only uglier! Are you here in this game?! How much bonus are you given, so big for playing! You...have no skin!"

　　 In nature, it should be impossible to find the prototype of this thing. If you have to give a definition, maybe the crypt demon in "King Kong Skull Island" that hurts each other with the beauties is a more suitable template. Except for the small size, the others are really not much different. But even so, this guy is almost as tall as Leon when lying on his stomach.

　　 Leon looked at the veritable monster in front of him, and couldn't suppress his blazing spirit, and he said words of death one after another.

　　 Fortunately, this thing should not understand what he said.

　　 Maybe today is destined to be the day when Lyon was slapped in the face. Just when I had this idea, the guy who looked like a ghost and was super ghost suddenly uttered something, it was still a very standard London accent!

　　 "This is true... the smell of blood..."

Two mouthfuls killed a large steak in Lyon, lying on all fours, a monster whose bones, armor, and flesh and blood were mostly exposed, just like a heavy smoker who hadn’t smoked for 800 years suddenly opened a pack of Chinese zi, it’s not cool. No need, almost moaning and groaning!

　　 Leon is not angry now.

　　 This thing can talk, and it is obviously wise, but his appearance is really far away from human beings. There are more monsters than all the monsters you have seen along the way in Lyon.

　　 This phenomenon overturns some of Leon’s previous conjectures. For example, the more human-like, the stronger the humanoid, and the more wise this kind of conjecture.

　　 However, it also made Leon have other more interesting conjectures.

　　 Maybe, this new "lucky guy" can give him an answer.

　　 was self-consciously intoxicated for a while, and licked the blood from his mouth again and again with such an old tongue, which made Leon, who was observing the other party with great interest, disgusting enough.

　　 Shouhe eats melon seeds cleaner than it!

　　 (Muzuru:???)

　　 may be enough aftertaste, or it may be that the mouth is really too clean to lick it.

　　 was given the code name by Leon, and the unlucky ghost who had unknowingly become the "crypto demon" finally recovered, looked at Leon condescendingly with his eyes hidden in the white bone armor, and then sniffed.

"Um?!"

　　 quickly pulled up with his hands and took a deep breath. The Crypt Demon's face leaked a surprise, a grinning smile.

　　 "...person?!!! It's a person! A living person!"

　　 Yangtian laughed, and the boy hurriedly covered his mouth with his paws. He looked complacent and cautiously afraid of being heard by others.

"Do you know where you are now?" The Crypt Demon is like a classic monster in the movie. He can speak normally. He has to twist his body, climb the wall and look at the protagonist, and his voice is high and low. Hurry up and slowly, it seems to be sick!

　　Maybe, is it for the sense of oppression? Or does it mean that the director feels that otherwise is not enough to reflect the terrible monsters and the weakness of the protagonist?

　　 Also, without such a contrast, how can the conflict of drama be reflected.

　　 is like a Transformer, if it is only the size of a normal person, after the deformation, besides the bicycle, it will be a triple jumper. The better one is a tractor, which may not be so cool!

　　 Lyon was immersed in his own world, thinking about some things ~ www.readwn.com~ completely did not take the crypt demon in front of him seriously. But in the eyes of the Crypt Demon, this weak living being looked stupid, it is probably frightened by himself.

With a hoarse smile, the Crypt Demon twisted his body, and surrounded Leon with his body like a snake. A big face approached Leon and said with a smile: "Little guy, do you think, My face is... terrible~ yeah..."

　　 I should say, this big face, blocking light is a must. Leon thought it was dark! I woke up in a daze, just to hear the last words of the Crypt Demon.

　　 If you change your person, not make a movie, you might have peeed by now.

　　 But, what kind of cruel is Leon? !

　　 He has never wetted his bed since he was 18 years old.

　　 Hearing this, Leon seemed to have heard something funny, smiled and took out his hand from his pocket, one hand quickly squeezed the chin bone of the Crypt Demon, habitually on the ground, and stepped on it with his feet.

　　 With the other hand, he slowly took off his face mask, breaking the head of the Crypt Demon to make him look at his face painted with [Undead Ghosts], and forcefully squeezed a smile on his stiff face.

　　 "That's right. You scared me so that my face turned green, you said. How can you compensate me?"

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