Marvel Book of Magical Events

Hammurabi no longer needed to think about Hydra.

Most of the parasites and hosts were incinerated by the Expedition's Molotov cocktails, and even if the Hydra multiplied quickly enough, it could not interfere until the Emperor killed all the Kree. The Praetorian Guard now faced a more difficult problem. He forcibly ordered all mortal soldiers to retreat back, at least away from this thick fog. The vision of creatures in the material universe cannot see clearly what is in this thick fog, but Hammurabi knows very well that the extradimensional vision of the material universe means that extradimensional spiritual entities have arrived here, which is what humans call demons.

The surrounding temperature was dropping rapidly. Some of the wounded who could not be evacuated in time picked up weapons after simple treatment and established a defense line behind them, intending to use their remaining few hours of life to stop the unstoppable enemies. Thick fog quickly engulfed the village, and the slowly falling flares quickly extinguished, leaving only burning reed stalks and Inhuman corpses.

The several fires that could originally illuminate the entire village seemed to be tightly held by some invisible force. Even the firelight could not illuminate more places. Mortal soldiers could barely see the tips of their own shoes, no matter how far away they were. Some places are filled with thick fog and night. "Don't move." The voice of the Guards emanated from the neck loudspeaker, and even the last trace of humanity was erased. "Stay alert."

"There's something in the mist!" Casper muttered nervously.

He and other soldiers who had not had time to evacuate stayed next to a still burning reed fire, using the light of the fire to drive away the thick fog. They looked nervously at the huge black figure slowly passing through the thick fog under the light of the fire. The huge black figure was as tall as several elephants, with several slender legs hanging down from the huge body, only stepping on the ground. There was a sticky sound, like rotten muscles slapping against each other. The strange human figures revealed in the thick fog slowly followed it, like the walking dead summoned by the evil wizard. The suffocating stench accompanied the thick fog, and only flames could expel this smell.

Unspeakable fear tightly oppressed the brains of every mortal soldier. The sounds made by those terrifying and weird figures were like stepping on feathers stained with dirty grease, and the stench-filled cold smell gently rubbed against the edges of their sanity. Casper found himself trembling, and incomprehensible fear penetrated deeply into his body like cold air. He didn't know why the things in the thick fog were more terrifying than the monsters made by alien aliens. Even if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, that kind of It was as if the terrifying intuition from the depths of the memory of our ancient ancestors had been awakened.

The ancestors of mankind relied on fire to avoid ghosts that roamed the night. Fire gave mortals courage and strength. The instinct from the depths of their genes urged soldiers to get closer to the fire. Even if their skin was dried and burned, it was better than being preyed on by monsters in the thick fog. . Casper felt that his face was hot from the flames, and sweat was flowing down his back. However, he felt that the other side facing away from the fire was extremely cold, as if the river in the distance was frozen, and the cold water was covered with water vapor. The wind approached slowly with an irresistible force.

If the Praetorian Guards had not required them to fire after receiving instructions, coupled with the courage given by the long-standing strict military discipline and the powerful strength of the Praetorian Guards, the mortal soldiers would have fired long ago. "We can't connect to the radio, sir." A team leader took off the receiver and looked pale. What came from the receiver was not the sound of electricity, but an indistinct roar. He could vaguely hear the voice calling his name. But he didn't tell the other soldiers about it because that would only make them more frightened.

"I know."

Hammurabi stared warily at the huge black figure crawling slowly in the thick fog, and did not turn his head even when he was talking to the soldiers of the expeditionary force. Unbeknownst to the mortal soldiers, the eyes of the Praetorian Guards under their ruby ​​lenses were also watching. He knows these things in the thick fog very well. They lie behind the curtain of reality and absorb the soul of this world. Psykers and a large number of deaths in every war can easily trigger extradimensional phenomena. This thick fog and the things in it can't really harm humans, but the mental pollution they leave behind is enough to make a normal human go crazy.

"Stay here, take cover, build a fire."

"The fog is everywhere, sir, and our fires can't dispel it."

"They are afraid of fire and light, Caspar." Hammurabi held his garrison spear upside down and looked warily at the huge black shadow slowly passing by in the thick fog. Before the time jump, since the Emperor took over Karma Taj, the Order's capture and management of psykers has also expanded to the entire planet, regardless of country or region.

During the capture process, there were very few incidents in which psykers caused extradimensional visions and caused extradimensional spiritual entities to cross the border. Only the demon-possessed "Lois and Clark" spacecraft and the lunar Attilan energy base reached the true level. An extradimensional invasion in the sense of the word. But in this era, the Praetorian Order often encountered real invasions from extra dimensions during its operations to capture psykers in the plains of Mesopotamia. Incidents of demonic possession or possession by extra-dimensional spiritual entities were far more serious than It is more frequent and serious in later generations. It seems that the dimension of reality and illusion is very thin in this era. Monsters in nightmares can easily escape from dreams and come to reality. In this era, casual curses may become reality. As long as the monster under the bed is fed enough of fear, it can also extend its sticky claws to the neck of a child.

Hammurabi did not think that the extradimensional creatures that came were the will of the evil gods, but some strange animals and plants living in the outer dimension. Although they were not driven by the will of the evil gods, they also longed for the souls of the material world. If it was the will of a certain evil god, then these would not be the only minions they sent to the material universe, after all, their great enemy was in this time and space.

"Sir?"

Hammurabi walked straight into the thick fog, and the armor shining with golden light blurred into a halo.

The halo rushed towards the huge black shadow, and the human figures like zombies in the thick fog fell down in groups. The giant monster that supported itself with only a few slender legs stretched out several tentacles to try to stop Hammurabi, but after a few seconds, the slender legs were chopped off, and the monster fell down with a wail, and the earth began to tremble because of its fall.

Caspar gritted his teeth and gave a look to his companion beside him.

After a few seconds of whispered arguments, Kaspar and another companion picked up a burning piece of wood from the campfire and followed Hammurabi into the thick fog. The firelight penetrated the fog a few steps in front of them. The expeditionary soldiers saw nothing at the location of those huge beasts and tall and thin zombies, as if those shadows were just phantoms reflected by the light, just like a child fiddling with his fingers in front of the lamp, leaving exaggerated shadows on the wall.

"There is something here." Kaspar looked around vigilantly. They could not see Hammurabi's figure, and even the sound of gunfire and footsteps disappeared. They only felt that some invisible things were waving their claws and limbs around them, and the supernatural stench permeated every inch of the air, making them more convinced of the danger here.

"Go forward! We need to find the Guards!"

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The Kree's electromagnetic deflection shield exploded under the impact of stellar-level energy. The light distorted by the shield entered the Kree's research base again. The spaceship docked in the base for several kilometers was seen by humans for the first time. The heat storm caused by the psychic explosion almost overturned this mountain-like steel behemoth.

Next to several experimental bases built with composite materials, hundreds of Kree headhunters armed with weapons and wearing armor gathered together to form a line of defense against the human cavalry led by the emperor. Even with the courage given by the emperor to the expeditionary soldiers, it still costs a huge price to use backward weapons to fight against the army that can cope with the space environment. The bullets fired by the expeditionary soldiers using lever rifles hit the Kree armor and could only turn into a piece of twisted steel fragments. On the contrary, the Kree's plasma weapons can easily burn through a human soldier and horse, causing huge casualties to the expeditionary army in a few seconds.

In just a few seconds, the casualties of the expeditionary soldiers exceeded 400, and the entire charge formation lost nearly half.

The emperor grabbed the reins and urged Pegasus to rush towards the shelter made of plasma machine guns and alloy low walls of the Kree. The plasma ball shot at the emperor exploded on Pegasus, and then Pegasus's iron hoof stepped over the Kree soldier. The armor of the Kree soldiers was developed to cope with the space environment and the weapons of other races. It has good bulletproof and high temperature resistance, but when the several tons of Pegasus hit and stepped on it at a very high speed, even the Kree soldiers with complete protection were trampled into meat paste.

After the gap in the defense line was opened, the emperor immediately ordered Pegasus and the accompanying guards to turn around and attack the Kree soldiers using plasma machine guns on the alloy shelter. The burning holy sword cut off the armor, weapons and shelter of the Kree soldiers like a sickle for mowing grass, and a violent explosion occurred after the subatomic hydrogen tank was damaged. The firepower of the Kree immediately became sparse. They tried to stop the charge of the emperor and the guards, but more and more expeditionary soldiers rushed through the defense line and chased the Kree who tried to charge head-on or escape with their spears equipped with explosives.

Despite this, many expeditionary soldiers died at the hands of the Kree in the battle. It often took more than a dozen expeditionary soldiers to cooperate with each other to pierce the headhunter elites wearing light armor. These Kree nobles' dead soldiers disdained protection because of their arrogance. On the contrary, the Kree soldiers wearing full-environment armor had to wait until the guards arrived before they could be killed, because the weapons of the expeditionary soldiers could not break their defense.

On the other side of the battlefield, the Kree people riding on the anti-gravity single-soldier assault boats formed a front arrow to launch a counterattack against the cavalry.

These Kree people deliberately avoided the emperor and rushed towards the middle of the cavalry composed of mortals. Some mortal soldiers who failed to dodge in time were crushed by the anti-gravity generator, leaving only a sticky piece of minced meat and pus on the soil and rocks. Just when the Kree Headhunters thought they had overwhelmed the expeditionary cavalry, they saw a golden squad rushing towards them at a speed close to the speed of sound. Hannibal and four other guardsmen rode on anti-gravity jet motorcycles, holding the Garrison Spear to form a mobile force, like a cannonball that smashed into the Kree Headhunters' counterattack team. Hannibal pulled the trigger on the handle, and the double-barreled bolt machine gun installed in front of the vehicle spewed out flames, smashing the Kree anti-gravity assault boat in front and the alien alien on the vehicle into pieces.

An anti-gravity assault boat was hit by a nuclear battery under the fierce firepower of the Guards Order. The violent explosion burned the nearby Kree vehicles into molten iron and fragments. The expeditionary soldiers flexibly manipulated the horses to avoid the fragments falling from the sky, crossed the low wall, and followed the emperor's iron hoof to attack the Kree Headhunters protecting the research base.

The war can be declared a victory here, and what remains is to hunt down the Kree who didn't have time to escape. Even with the participation of the emperor and the guards, the casualty ratio between the expeditionary soldiers and the Kree is still terribly high. When the emperor and the guards stopped their iron hooves and ordered the expeditionary soldiers to hunt down the Kree, the work of counting the casualties was also in progress.

The emperor stopped his iron hooves, and the golden flames on the holy sword gradually disappeared, but the air around him was still as hot as a furnace. He stopped behind the defense line and saw the charred and mutilated bodies of the expeditionary soldiers in front of the defense line falling on the firing range of the plasma machine gun. Straight lines of scorched flesh and blood announced the price he paid for this war. The wailing and painful screams were the only sounds on the battlefield now. This is just a guard of a scientific research team. The expeditionary army still paid the lives of hundreds of soldiers to close the gap in weapons with the Kree. If the Kree army came to Earth, even if the emperor and the Guards could kill all the Kree, humans would still suffer extremely heavy losses.

Humans with backward technology have no ability to resist alien races with advanced weapons.

Despite this, humans have courage.

The emperor can feel that there is no fear in the hearts of the expeditionary soldiers.

He does not need to wait for the war damage report, he knows the name and experience of every soldier who died in the expeditionary army. When he rode across the direction and slaughtered the Kree like mowing the grass, he was flipping through every second from sucking the first mouthful of sweet milk to the star-like high-temperature plasma burning through his body, as if he had experienced it himself. All this happened in the Planck scale of time, and he could empathize with the pain and burning of the expeditionary soldiers. He could feel their concern for their families, their admiration and trust in him, their anger at the sacrifice of their comrades, and their hatred for the blue-skinned aliens. All emotions filled his soul like fuel, supporting the burning holy sword.

"Now we have enough experimental equipment, Constantine. I believe that the Kree's research on human genes can allow me to skip the initial tedious experiments." The emperor turned his head and looked at the experimental base surrounded by flames, and the Kree Empire warship that was several kilometers long (to be precise, it was an armed scientific research ship). This was his purpose. He had to obtain the most advanced science and technology in the Kree Empire. The population raised, the economy developed, and the weapons forged by Eridu for thirty years were all in exchange for these equipment and knowledge. This was a gamble, and he had prepared chips for thirty years.

Eridu's historical mission was completed, and the next plan was to lead the people to leave Eridu and build a space experimental station.

The productivity and power given to Eridu by the emperor led to the rulers within the economic and military radiation range of Eridu to call themselves "Anunnaki" and claim to be gods. The reason why the emperor managed Eridu was to pull out such an army to seize the Kree's biological experimental equipment and then conduct his own biological experiments, rather than creating a group of oppressors. As long as the emperor and the army representing the royal power of Eridu leave, the landlords who claim to be gods will lose most of their ruling power. Eridu, which has lost its writing and knowledge, will return to the historical track. Time will smooth out the small disturbances it has caused, and the eyes behind the curtain cannot see themselves hidden in the timeline.

According to the plan, this spaceship will leave the earth, but before it is sent out, he still needs to get the experimental data of the gods stored in the earth machine from the Eternals. So he and the guards will stay here for a while, and at the same time migrate the people in Eridu who are willing to follow him to this warship. These people will be the first batch of space residents. When these people reproduce, he will select suitable young and strong people from them for training to reserve soldiers for the war eight thousand years later.

Next to Constantine's boots lies a living Kree, but the emperor does not pay any attention to this captive. According to the customs of Hara, this Kree with white stripes on his face has a very high status in Hara, a military aristocracy system. It is very likely that he is a Kree official sent to supervise the progress of the slave soldiers. But neither the emperor nor the guards care about what information or knowledge this Kree can provide. The warship docked in front of them will take them to the Kree's home planet. The population trained on the warship will become soldiers, and Hara will become the whetstone and arsenal for these soldiers.

"My Lord." Constantine said, "I didn't receive Hammurabi's message, but the fire support group blocking Hydra sent out a flare, indicating that a psychic anomaly occurred there."

"I know." The emperor still looked at the warship. Constantine suspected that his master was discussing how to operate this type of Kree warship. But he was not sure of his guess. No one could fully know the emperor's thoughts, not even the guards. "I will bring Hammurabi back. He has his own mission to complete."