Marvel Book of Magical Events

It sees the chaotic future growing sluggish like a worm in amber, finally solidifying in some final moment. It knew that this meant that it was a moved piece in the eternal game of the gods, a bait that could attract the king, and now it was moved to its rightful place and functioning. It felt frightened and angry, but at the same time it also felt excited - the great will averted its eyes. Even though there was a huge risk, it also meant that everything it did was authorized by the great will - enlightening those who restrained themselves. The awakened ones among the war slaves in the empire carried out rituals, and what caused it to be born into the material universe was the great will of eternal existence, in order to kill the king who had been cursed thousands of times. Its power has not diminished, and its level of authority is higher than before. It will become a king of the sea of ​​souls, exercising supreme kingship until the eternal heat death when every atom in the universe stops moving. It will become part of the great plan of the gods. Just as it destroyed countless advanced civilizations in the universe in the past, the destiny races in the future timeline will now become its spoils.

"I will not die here because I exist forever."

Even though its head was pierced by a garrison spear and its ankles were firmly nailed to the ground by an oath dagger, it still spoke to the Praetorian Guards calmly. Derrick was not surprised by the crazy behavior of this etheric spiritual entity. He did not intend to use human thinking to understand this incomprehensible thing. He only needed to resist it, expel it, and kill it. "This is fate, toy tin soldier." The sharp bone spur claws penetrated Derrick's golden breastplate inlaid with gems little by little, penetrated the flexible metal lining, pierced cables and circuits, until it pierced the skin and was finally Blocked by patches of scarred ribs. Derrick endured the pain first without saying a word, which surprised the monster.

The two faces with closed eyes on the monster's chest also opened their eyes at this moment.

It is taller and stronger than the Imperial Guard, but its body is completely different from that of humans.

"Your master cannot resist fate. Does he think that the ripples caused by a stone thrown into the sea can stop the tide?"

Derrick had sworn to the Emperor that he would never let go of his weapons. He pulled the trigger, and the bomb flew out of the barrel and hit the monster in the face at close range. Blood spattered and the contents of the skull exploded instantly. Derrick turned over tenaciously and grabbed the garrison spear that was about to fall to the ground. Then he rushed towards the monster whose head was rapidly recovering again, and slashed the blade into the deformed bones formed by its desecration of the sacred human body.

Black Bolt opened the door and saw his parents.

He found that their faces were exactly the same as his childhood memories. He saw his mother walking into the gray-white mist, while his father, the chairman of the Genetics Committee and King Agung of Attilan, stood outside the thick glass curtain wall, watching his wife, his mother Linda, walk away. Enter the Terrigen Mist - Black Bolt realizes that a document he once read explains this behavior in detail. After all, Terrigen Mist is highly toxic to anyone - his mother Linda is very capable. In particular, although it does not give her a strong physique or powerful abilities, it does make her immune to poisonous substances. Under the guidance of his father, King Argon, his mother Linda exerted her greatest ability to filter the toxic substances mutated by the secondary Terrigen Mist, making it closer to the Cree myths and legends of the Creator in "World Farm" "Produced "original matter" instead of the failed Terrigen (the specific mutation methods possessed by other clans are also a parody of the original matter by Kryzin, and the civilians of the civilian clan can only use Terrigen Mist which contains more impurities. ), not allowing any impurities and unstable mutations to enter her body and affect the fetus in the womb. Linda can control the concentration of Terrigen chemicals in the fetal brain.

This secondary mutation did not affect the second-born child, his brother Maximus.

Thinking of his blood relative Maximus, Black Bolt recalled the time when he was allowed to leave the quarantine area by his father after he learned to remain silent. At that time, he had been destined to become the king of Attilan, and his relationship with Maximus had gradually become closer. He could even turn a blind eye to the fact that Medusa, who was already destined to become the queen, was still flirting with Maximus, because the two of them had grown up together. Playmates who grew up together, but he was just an older brother who was born more than a hundred years ago, who only recently learned to control himself, was allowed to leave the isolation room, and could hurt others at any time. He knew that Medusa had a dissolute character, but compared to this cousin, he cared more about Maximus, a blood relative whom he had only heard the news of his birth in the isolation room.

The end of all close relationships can be attributed to Maximus' ambition. Even King Argonne and Queen Linda died in the conspiracy of Maximus colluding with Corboy to lead the Kree army in Kree Star Castle. . But luckily Medusa, and the family behind Medusa, chose to confront Maximus, ultimately thwarting Maximus's attempt to seize the throne, putting him on the throne of Attilan, and helping him to seize the ship. The Kree Empire ship was completely destroyed. Except for the birdman clan who had been living on the top of Attilan's tower and was also the smallest settlement in Attilan, not many Attilan civilians were harmed. The latter has always stayed away from other clans, prefers to live alone, and does not even participate in the Gene Council, so there will not be many people who oppose Black Bolt's succession decision and choose Maximus.

The anger caused Black Bolt to wake up again. He found himself staring at a dusty room in a daze, with his comrades standing behind him. It was not until the Ghost Clan gunman gave a prompt that he noticed the room. Succulent vines clinging to the floor, walls and ceiling. Those fleshy vines covered with crusty skin exude the stench of cancer and are expanding at an alarming rate visible to the naked eye, completely violating the law of conservation of mass. Even without touching the flesh and blood with his own hands, he could feel the cold atmosphere in the room, which was very uncomfortable.

"Your Majesty, I suggest you stand back and let us explore this place."

The temperature has dropped to a level that even war clans like the Ghost Clan, which are specially designed for high-temperature environments and mountainous environments, cannot tolerate it. The Centaur Clan, which is designed for underwater environments, is naturally very uncomfortable. The electromechanical expert's battle suit did not have a heating function, and the fin-like organs that stood up on its head and back had completely shrunk at this moment, so it could only barely lift its limbs that were shaking with cold, and stretched out its fingertips that were purple from the cold. Pulled Black Bolt's sleeve.

"We didn't find the reason for the decrease in temperature, but we found this in the previous room." It held up a sample bag, and a strand of something like muscle fibers continued to twitch in the plastic sample bag, and the ends began to gradually harden and lose activity. . What is surprising is that this is obviously not a neurological reflex reaction, it is as if this muscle fiber or something is still alive, twisting like a parasite that has left its host, and is constantly transforming into inorganic matter. Facing Black Bolt's gesture, the electromechanical expert said, "I don't know what those things on the wall are, maybe some kind of fungus, but my suggestion is don't touch things you don't understand. We need some flames , if you are careful enough, you might be able to open a path for us to pass through, but let’s not test the sealing ability of the combat suit.”

Black Bolt made a gesture, then faced forward and opened his mouth slightly.

The sound is almost inaudible, but the effect is astonishing. The flesh and blood that continued to proliferate and even piled up in the room felt as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer. The huge amount of blood and flesh was pushed forcefully into the brick wall opposite the room by a powerful force, and a big hole was knocked out of the flesh and blood. There are also faintly visible objects such as suspended chairs, steel bookshelves, dirty books and even the broken bodies of the Kimillian clan. The last thing had long since lost its breath. It was impossible for any Inhuman to be half-exploded at the waist and survive in a mountain of flesh and blood without oxygen to this day. Black Bolt once again let out a little guttural sound. This time the sound wave not only smashed the remaining flesh and blood in the channel, but also blew out all the liquid in the temporary channel, completely revealing the original stone bricks and cleaning them.

Black Bolt put aside his worries for a moment, grinned and gestured to his comrades with a bit of show-off.

He could guess that after others heard the electromechanical expert's ideas, they were already prepared to see a room with a sunken passage, and what they saw now would definitely surprise them. His prediction was correct, and almost all the clan warriors looked at him with disbelief - the only time these people had seen him use his abilities was when he knocked the Kree Empire reconnaissance spacecraft out of the Attilan Star Fortress. Even then, they only saw him say a word, rather than use his ability to perform any delicate work - now this ability is a skill he has practiced continuously in the past years, after all, in order to leave the isolation room , he must control his own abilities. But he had never had the opportunity to use it before. After all, as the King of Attilan, he had never had the opportunity to show this non-combat ability to others. Even Medusa would not know that his ability had other non-combat uses. , and the tuning fork on the head of the battle suit is not just a simple controller.

Perhaps the tower seemed to have some power to influence people's hearts, or perhaps it was the carnage they saw along the way that made them feel more depressed the higher they went. Black Bolt knew that he must not show panic, especially here, the clan alliance team needed a leader who could stabilize their psychology and use their abilities, even if he thought he did not have this ability. They had fought against the invaders several times in the previous battles, but the opponents seemed to be particularly good at hiding themselves, setting up traps and making surprise attacks. They often encountered surprise attacks without realizing it. A Kimilian clan warrior and a villain The clan warriors stepped into the trap, and no bones were left. Black Bolt mourned the warriors in his heart. He could feel that the other party was a professional, and all attacks followed certain tactical doctrines. Attilan had been in peace for a long time, and even the most elite warriors did not receive much practical training. Or drill.

This forced him to think, why did the invaders come to Attilan?

Attacking Attilan from the earth would be extremely expensive. As far as he knew, the technological level on the earth did not support large-scale mass delivery to the moon. If a gravity slingshot is to be used, although the carrying quality can be improved, the personnel and logistics supplies will need to be increased a lot due to the long flight. If a gravity slingshot is not used, the launch window and location also require precise calculations. Everything shows that the force that can deliver a fleet to the moon is definitely not simple, and no one will do a thankless thing if necessary.

Is this really related to the witchcraft of the Kimilian clan?

Or, just as the Kree Empire envoy told Maximus, a major crisis is spreading to the earth. People on Earth knew the news and discovered Attilan, so they considered Attilan an enemy?

Black Bolt did not continue to think about it, now was not the time.

"Your Majesty, our choice was not wrong." The ghost clan warrior stretched out his claws and pointed at the cleared flesh passage. There were a lot of debris in the mass of flesh and blood, including a black mechanical box with four short retractable brackets. There was a glowing red probe on the top of the mechanical box. This should be some kind of motion detection and energy detection instrument, and it is definitely not a creation of Attilan. After all, this thing looks like a mass-produced industrial product. Attilan's production capacity is very limited, and there is no production line for this kind of item. "The enemy has definitely walked this way." The Ghost Clan soldier pointed his gun forward, "I will open the next door, Your Majesty. I believe the enemy is definitely nearby."

"Mother Evo." The dark green lizard lowered its head deeply to express respect for the creature in front of it. "The clan defense force has suffered heavy losses, Mother Evo. We lost the maintenance channel and airlock that we cooperated with the civilian clan to protect, and there was an accident. Now the enemy is riding armored vehicles through the airlock channel, and is about to come to our settlement. I beg you, in front of your people, to encourage them to fight in defense of their homeland."

"A list of our weapons and ammunition reserves?"

"Here, Mother Evo." The dark green lizard raised its head and handed over the data pad. "Our weapon reserves are enough for the entire clan. Although those things lack maintenance, they can still achieve their original power after repair and debugging."

"Tell the Gene Council that I need the weapons and ammunition reserves of each clan." Matron Evo's crimson lizard head shook, "You tell them that if you want to mobilize all Inhumans to fight against the invaders, then we will The same weapons stockpile needs to be shared.”

"This is unlikely."

"Why?" Mistress Evo glared, "Which idiot would refuse?"

"Mother Medusa. Now Mistress Medusa can no longer make any decisions."