End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

Latest website: The third prince’s arena trip was very sad, he was so shocked by the Valkyries that he was powerless, from the beginning of daring to speak out, to the end of not being angry or speaking, he accepted it silently The practice journey of "beating makes people grow".

It is conceivable that in the future, when Loki achieves great feats and leaves the arena to return to Asgard, the battle for the throne will inevitably set off another bloody storm.

But then again, Thor is no longer stupid. Since he dared to cheat Loki, he must be prepared for revenge, and he may have already run away.

After watching a few games, Russell found that although Rocky's road to the arena was miserable, it was nothing compared to Thor.

Because it was picked up, Loki's appearance is very different from Odin's. The Valkyries lack a sense of substitution when fighting, and naturally they don't work as hard as they did when they fought Thor.

That is, the identity of the third prince allowed him to barely keep his position as the top card in the arena, otherwise he would definitely lose out.

Out of the consideration of maximizing happiness, Russell is not going to expose the truth, let Uld take care of the point, don't be careless, let Loki be beaten to death by so-and-so.

It's easy to be half dead or alive, and it can be recovered in the blink of an eye. At most, it's as white and black as Tuo'er. If someone dies...

Resurrection can also be resurrected, but the number of times is too many, and it is inevitable that there will be too much entanglement with the dark dimension, and it will be as dark as Casillas to the depths of the soul.

Speaking of Casillas, Ould reported that the frequency of calling the Lord of the Dark Dimension has been increasing recently. Because she mispronounced the name, she turned a blind eye and never responded.

Conscience of heaven and earth, Russell really didn't plan to lead Casillas on the dark road, he kept pushing up, and even more vigorously ignoring him.

The general reason Russell can guess is that the supreme mage of Kama Taj is not involved in human affairs, and he, the master of the dark dimension, is needed to uphold justice.

It’s not good to have too many vests, younger brothers are easy to get ahead, and it’s not good to criticize the old boss to the new boss after job-hopping, but you don’t know that your boss will always be your boss, and it’s the same when you switch to a competitor’s company.

Russell felt that he should do something. Casillas was already hacked, and he could not continue to be hacked. Let Uld, in the name of the Lord of the Dark Dimension, order him to be more honest recently, just say...

It is said that the Lord of the Dark Dimension is already planning, and it will not be long before he will personally launch a dimensional war to kill the Supreme Mage.

Like the ancient one,

Russell was going to quit the job, resign from the position of acting Supreme Mage, and let Strange officially take up the post.

Thinking of this, he returned to Karma Taj alone to investigate Strange's business ability and look for a suitable opportunity to pass the throne.

Not now, Strange is still developing, and forcing the ducks to be put on the shelves will only have the opposite effect.

...

real world!

Russell sits alone at home and enjoys the quiet time. The more than one-year vacation in the Marvel world is over. Although he has been bullying others and having a good time, he is not as comfortable as his own nest after all.

It has nothing to do with material and spiritual enjoyment, but a nostalgia for home, and even the dark dimension can't bring him this sense of tranquility.

After taking a nap for half an hour, the bell rang. It was not the doorbell but the phone's ringtone. It was from Shen Menghan, who wanted to ask Russell to have a meal, go shopping, watch a movie or something.

If other women made such distracting requests, such as Hela, Russell would just hang up the communication and let her go as far as she could. Supergirl would be different.

Russell thought about running missions recently, and stayed in the Marvel world for a long time, and hadn't been alone with her for a while, so he nodded in agreement.

Before going out, I specially took a shower to carefully remove the miscellaneous smell from my body, and then I went out safely.

The two met in a nearby commercial street. Russell was dressed in casual clothes and looked casual, but in fact he had carefully prepared for safety reasons.

Superwoman chose a suit of clothes, specially changed into a skirt that she didn't usually wear, and put on some light makeup. Although she is naturally beautiful without makeup, it doesn't hurt, but this is a matter of attitude, and it doesn't matter in daily life. You must not be ambiguous when dating.

The two walked side by side, and began to press the road aimlessly. They are both relatively independent people. When shopping, they have a strong purpose. They each bought something for each other, and the rest was purely killing time.

Supergirl has no experience of shopping with the opposite sex, Russell has a lot, but he can't show it, a listless late-stage symptom of a straight man.

The two wandered back and forth on the commercial street twice, walked into a movie theater, looked at the posters on the wall, and discussed what movie to watch.

"What movie do you want to see?" Supergirl scanned the poster and asked Russell's opinion.

"Choose what you want, I can watch anything." Russell scanned the posters, and if there was no movie that stood out, he could do whatever he wanted.

"How about a romance movie?"

The superwoman pointed at the poster dotted with pink hearts, handsome men and beautiful women hug each other sweetly, no leukemia and no tuberculosis, a happy ending, very suitable for watching on a date.

"No, the heroine has a problem with her face shape. It can be corrected at first glance. The actor is a little fresh meat, and his acting skills are touching. I am afraid that I can't help laughing out loud while watching it, and I will be angered by the fans in the movie theater."

Shen Menghan nodded, it seemed that this was the truth: "Then is it a sci-fi movie?"

"No, love stories with a sci-fi background usually end in tragedy, and they forcefully elevate the realm. In fact, it's just an embarrassing performance. There's no need to spend money to buy it, don't you think?"

Makes sense!

Shen Menghan's interest was halved after listening to it: "Comedies, comedies are good now!"

"It's not good. The old movies have run out of routines. The current comedy movies are just a collection of jokes made up of a bunch of jokes. It's funny for the sake of being funny. It's too blunt."

Right!

When Russell said this, Shen Menghan didn't want to watch comedy movies anymore, and his eyes lit up: "That's a horror movie, the female ghost on the cover is very scary."

Horror movies are a must-have artifact for men and women dating. She was thinking about Russell, a late-stage straight guy. He wouldn't know how to hold a girl's hand unless he gave the opportunity to him. He did it when he was shopping just now, and he recommended horror movies decisively.

"It's scary but not scary..."

Russell blurted out, and hurriedly changed his words in the middle: "Uh, what I mean is, there are no female ghosts in horror movies, they are all fake, why bother spending so much money?"

"Action movie?"

"It's too fake."

"Crime film?"

"Washing white, they are all good people."

"Art films?"

"Afraid of sleepiness!"

"War Movies?"

"Just talk about love and don't fight."

"..."

She glanced at the posters on the wall again, and asked them one by one. There was nothing to see, and she said speechlessly, "It's up to you to choose!"

"No, you pick, I can see anything."

Shen Menghan: (???)

She also wanted to choose one, but after being told by Russell, she found that she had no sense of expectation when watching anything.

It wasn't just Shen Menghan, but the men and women who were selecting the film next to him felt that Russell's analysis was very reasonable, and they turned and left one after another.

In the end, Shen Menghan chose a literary and artistic film. It is better to be sleepy than laughing, and the audience of literary and artistic films is small, so he was lucky to be able to catch up with the reservation.

It is impossible to reserve the venue, besides Russell and Shen Menghan, there are three young couples who chose this literary film.

The movie-watching experience is similar to that of booking a venue. When everyone chooses a location, they tacitly keep a distance, and no one wants to be disturbed by anyone.

A literary film is an inexplicable long shot. There is no hero or heroine in the picture. It can be a piece of music, or it can be flowers and animals, leaving a large blank space for the audience to sleep... Ahem, think about the concept and realm.

can not read it?

That's because your cultural level is not good enough, and you can't comprehend the expression beyond the story.

When you let go of your obsession with the plot and the ending, and think about what the director wants to say, you can... you can compete with the upper and lower eyelids like Russell.

Russell yawned, secretly thinking that he would have watched a horror movie if he had known about it. The female number one and the female number two were dressed in cool clothes, and their looks were not bad, especially the female number three, who was vicious and vicious.

Contrary to Russell, Shen Menghan watched it with gusto and smiled knowingly from time to time. I don't know if she really understands it, or just likes watching movies and everything.

"I'm going to the bathroom, you look at something, don't fall asleep."

In a daze, Russell was patted on the shoulder by Shen Menghan. He raised his finger to indicate that he was completely OK. He had received professional training and would definitely not fall asleep.

After a while, a system prompt sounded in Russell's mind.

"Uncle Luo, your superwoman has entered the main god's space, I got to the world node, do you want to go in?"

"Uncle Luo!?"

"Going in, I prefer the immersive experience than watching a movie."

Russell picked up the big bags and small bags, left the viewing room and walked into the men's bathroom. After closing the door, he put the clothes and shoes and other packages into the portable space, took out the black robe and put it on.

The vest of the main god's space—Jason!

He is considering changing his vest recently, because the last time he was in the Lord God's Dimension, in order to prevent his identity from being exposed, he was forced to wear a shameful female attire and borrowed the face of the elf queen.

This is not the point, the point is that because of this face, he was treated as a best friend by Ying Yingying, the vice team of Supergirl, and received a lot of benefits.

At present, Jason's vest is blacklisted by Ying Yingying, and it is not suitable to meet again.

The system opened the space node, and Russell followed the superwoman and entered the space of the main god.

In the familiar trance, Russell's eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself standing in a small, square room.

"Where is this place?"

The single room is fully sealed with ventilation equipment on the roof.

Based on Russell's experience, this is not a device to ensure air circulation and prevent people in the house from suffocating to death, but a means of protection, releasing hypnotic gas or poisonous gas when necessary.

It was pitch black all around. Amid a series of grinding sounds of mechanical gears, Russell's room shook slightly and moved straight to the left.

The reflection on the glass reflected Russell's current appearance, with a black robe, his face was covered with black mist, and his eyes were replaced by red light.

Kind of not like a nice guy!

The sound of gears continued, but Russell's private room stopped, and the shadow was blocked by the figure in the opposite private room.

Hockey masks, coveralls, machetes...

(._.)

Russell: (゜一゜)

"Jason, is that you?"