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For a moment, Usiris felt that the man in front of him was not a living being, but the master of death and destruction!

"I..."

He stuttered a little, Ivan's aura was too strong, so that the lies he brewed to his lips were a little difficult to utter.

And at such a second...Ivan couldn't wait any longer! He just waved one hand! Eighteen azure blue circular arcane doors are formed on the left side!

A fan was generated in the sky above New York's own orchard in the first inner universe Earth.

The other seventeen were generated in the homes of each of the friends who I consider important!

Immediately afterwards, Ivan's pupils changed suddenly, turning into three colors of blue, purple and black, and his viewing angle suddenly widened! Take a panoramic view of the scenes inside the eighteen portals!

And yet...he didn't see anyone who had already suffered.

Angel and Karen are playing chess, Loki, who has returned to the first inner universe, is helping himself to run a gallery, Jessica is assisting the police to solve the case, and little Cora is going to little Lisa's school...to chat with her.

Ivan also saw Janata discussing something with Ultron in the basement of his home, which should be about Pym particles and Ant-Man's battle suit.

Through the secret door, Ivan saw Quicksilver, Scarlet Witch, Bullseye, and Banner without any problems.

He even saw Lorelai taking a shower in the bathroom... humming the banshee song~

—— Strange, why do I suddenly feel a pair of eyes peeping at me?

Immediately, Ivan withdrew his gaze!

nothing! Almost everyone is fine!

Ivan breathed a sigh of relief, and with that breath, Ivan spit out... The oppressive feeling in the entire hall finally dissipated!

"So, our Great Prophet...who has met with misfortune?"

Ivan leisurely turned his head to the stunned Usiris, and closed the eighteen secret doors casually!

"me..."

Usiris stared wide-eyed, and the ability Ivan just demonstrated refreshed his cognition once again.

You must know that the eighteen portals created by the wave of hands are arranged in a large area,

The scene is more than gorgeous!

"What did you just...do? Mr. Jones..."

"I just checked every one of my friends."

Ivan narrowed his eyes: "You said that a good friend of mine has already encountered an accident, but unfortunately, no one has experienced an accident."

"That's exactly... exactly what I'm going to say..."

Usiris quickly said: "I predicted that you have a friend... something happened to you! But he didn't die! He was just imprisoned somewhere!"

"Really?" Ivan raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, I foresee that your earth has been invaded and lurked by a large number of humanoid creatures."

He stared into Ivan's eyes...slowly said: "That kind of creature can freely change into the appearance of other people, and can even imitate their behaviors so vividly."

"Go ahead."

"That friend of yours, was captured and imprisoned by that creature, and...someone of them took the form of your friend, took his place and lurked among you...to live with your other friends. "

Usiris slowed down his tone: "So...all the friends you just checked...I can't say which one, but there must be one! It's not your friend anymore!"

- seamless! I'm a fucking genius!

Usiris secretly praised his ability to 'responsiveness' in his heart.

——If you 'make it up' like this, it won't reveal your secrets at all!

——My lie...covered all his friends, no one had an accident at all, so he would never be able to check which friend had an accident, everything was made up by me!

——What an unbreakable false prophecy! Perfect! Flawless! My identity as a great prophet is preserved!

Ivan frowned, and his heart skipped a beat.

Although the "possibility" of what Usiris said is small, it is not completely impossible from a logical point of view.

He was thinking... This great prophet is respected by others, and he claims to be absolutely predictable, and he has been accurate for many years.

And Usiris's prediction of the ball landing on the moon is indeed accurate, which has proved that his prediction is 80% reliable.

This made Ivan have to take his words to heart.

"Thank you, I see, Great Prophet." Ivan nodded slightly.

"brother."

Black Bolt King's face was flushed from alcohol, and he looked at Ivan seriously.

"Usiris' prophecy has never been wrong, it seems that you do have a friend..."

He thought for a while, and continued: "If... I mean, if you are worried about your friends, you can go back now. After all, drinking with me is a trivial matter..."

Ivan nodded, and he looked at Ussiris: "So you can't further predict which of my friends is a fake?"

"yes."

Usiris shook his head: "Prophecy has a limit, it only guides you in a general direction, the next thing...you have to rely on yourself...Mr. Jones."

"Understood, thank you."

...

The first inner universe, the earth.

It was afternoon.

With the opening of the portal, Ivan returned to the orchard.

Now that the prophet has made it clear that one of his partners has been replaced, he came back this time to find out the replacement.

As far as Ivan knows, there are two guys in the Marvel world who can change into other people at will.

One is Mystique, a mutant.

But the mutants are currently located in the second inner universe, so it is impossible to say that Mystique will replace them.

And the other... no, or another group, were the Skrulls.

Skrulls are good at changing, can rigorously imitate the target, and it has part of the memory of the imitated person. Generally speaking, the more recent the date, the clearer the memory for them.

But why would the Skrulls mess with themselves?

Or... are the Skrulls not targeting themselves, but the entire planet?

No... For the Skrulls, Nick Fury has a connection. Aren't they peace lovers?

Could it be... Usiris' prophecy itself was false? Unreliable?

It's all a mystery...it's up to you to figure it out.

"Ivan, you're back!"

Angel's eyes were sharp, and he saw Ivan standing in a daze in the orchard outside the window at a glance.

He came out with Karen to meet Ivan.

"What a cute cat!" Karen focused on Lin Ke on Ivan's shoulder while walking.

"It's called Lin Ke." Ivan smiled, "How about it, the color matches me well?"

"Haha, it's you!" Angel laughed, thinking that this poor cat must have been dyed by Ivan's psychic power.

"Where is the goddess of death?" Ivan asked.

"I don't know, maybe I went to hell to hang out with Mephisto again?"

Angel smiled and said, "What? Have you had enough time? Did you go home to play with me? I happened to buy a box of table chess, and I just played three games with Karen. Let's play a game too?"

"Excuse me, I have something I want to call everyone to talk about."

Ivan smiled and looked directly at Angel.

——If the prophecy is true, Angel should not be a Skrull.

——His personality fits well and can be ruled out.

"What's the matter?" Angel asked suspiciously.

"Talk about Angel."

Ivan suddenly changed the subject: "What's your favorite color?"

Angel was taken aback, he frowned suspiciously, and glanced at the yellow pickup parked in the orchard.

"Of course it's yellow, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that this is related to what I'm going to say later, you go and call Banner out, I..."

"what!!!"

Before Ivan finished speaking, a short scream came from the backyard!

Immediately afterwards, before Angel and Karen could react, Ivan had turned into a blue shadow and came to the backyard in an instant!

The cry...is from Lorelei!

She was standing there, and in front of her... were the corpses of more than fifty domestic pigs!

They are bloody! Apparently died of wounds and not disease...these are the pigs that Lorelai usually raises! She treats them all as companions!

In the river of blood... an 'extraordinarily conspicuous' wooden sign attracted Ivan's attention at this time.

The wooden sign itself is very ordinary... It's just that there are two rows of small blood red characters written on it!

(You asked for it...Evan Jones, next time it will be 'human'.)

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