Marvel: God of Spear Technical Advisor

The superstar's journey to hell has caused huge troubles to Qianqian and even Karma Taj. And the superstar herself is also facing the problems left by Qiang.

The few shots fired as he walked forward accurately destroyed the energy transmission path of the instrument and the container used to carry the stabilizer; although it looked like there were only a few more small holes, it actually destroyed the core function of the instrument.

Just like Playboy said, maybe he can't understand the technology of an unfamiliar device after just a few glances, but it's not that difficult if he simply destroys it.

The terrible thing is that materials that can carry the explosive energy of the Cosmic Rubik's Cube are not easy to find, and there are no spare parts in the hands of super giants.

In the final analysis, the super giant has never been to the earth before and is not familiar with the place; he had previously helped her and Loki find manpower and supplies, and his eagle eye was awakened again, and he once again stood against them. As for Dr. Shavig, he only has technology and cannot

He doesn't have as many connections and channels as Eagle Eye.

Looking around, the superstar really didn't know where to look for a solution.

Finally, her eyes were fixed on the Cosmic Cube on her waist, her eyes hesitant.

Activating the Cosmic Rubik's Cube requires a huge amount of energy. If it is driven solely by personal thoughts, trying to make more use of the Rubik's Cube's energy will not only lack stability, but also bring an unbearable burden to the operator.

But for the superstar, this seems to be the most reliable and convenient method. After all, SHIELD won't leave her much time.

She took off the Rubik's Cube and held it carefully in front of her chest.

A faint blue gas-like light emerged from the Rubik's Cube, like a billowing smoke. The smoke became thicker and thicker, and soon exceeded the previous times when she used the Rubik's Cube.

When the blue light mist completely obscured the Rubik's Cube, a dazzling light shot out from the center of the smoke, opening a small space door not far in front of the supergiant star.

Opposite the space door, a "weird man" with blue-white skin, simple armor and a cloak was watching the sudden appearance of the space door warily.

"Superstar?" The "weirdo" on the opposite side made a confused voice after seeing the scene on the other side of the door; "Is this the portal you opened? I thought it should be bigger to accommodate my army."

The super star struggled to support the stability of the Rubik's Cube, and the energy fluctuations were like strong winds and waves, sweeping through every inch of her skin, bones, flesh, and even cells.

"Chitauri, have the engineers in your fleet come over immediately with repair materials. I want them to repair the space portal."

The "weirdo" on the other side of the door saw the Cosmic Cube in the super star's hand, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he sneered: "Is that the Cosmic Cube that Thanos wants to get? Why don't you just give it to me? Then we can

The mission can be completed.”

"I am the commander of the operation, and it is up to me to decide how to complete the mission." Superstar asked sternly, "Why do you think you can change Thanos' orders and deployment?"

The "weirdo" was left speechless when asked, and then argued forcefully: "I remember that the commander of the operation should be Prince Loki of Asgard."

"If you really have so many questions, why don't you wait until the operation fails and ask Thanos in person?" The superstar said with a stern voice, "Now, I will give you five seconds to decide whether to carry out my order or go to Thanos.

He questioned the deployment of the operation."

The "weirdo" was furious, but when he thought of the powerful Titan sitting on the throne, the anger in his heart was like rain and snow, and it dissipated completely in an instant.

"Of course, I will carry out your orders, Ms. Superstar. You represent Thanos' authority."

After a while, several similarly weirdly dressed humanoid creatures passed through the portal and set foot on the earth.

The blue energy tide of the Cosmic Rubik's Cube suddenly retreated, and the huge change in pressure caused the supergiant to almost faint on the spot.

"Move quickly." The Cree woman held on and did not fall down. "The people on Earth will not give us much time. When I come back, I want to see that this instrument can operate normally. If there are any technical problems,

Just ask this Earthling."

After the superstar finished speaking, he dragged his weak body into the room, leaving the helpless Dr. Shavig to a group of strange-looking aliens.

…

The time is getting closer to noon; this long day is far from over.

Some people are fighting for their lives, some are rushing to save lives, and some have lost their lives; such as Agent Coulson of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Miraculously, although he lost his life, Coulson did not lose consciousness. At this moment, he was floating in a strange space with no boundaries or any physical existence.

As an agent who has been on the front line all year round, Coulson has experienced more than one fatal danger in his agent career; death is not a distant imagination for him.

He has occasionally speculated about where people go after death. SHIELD has been exposed to too many supernatural events, and Coulson also suspected that this world does have a destination after death - a world belonging to the dead.

This suspicion became even stronger after meeting the God of Thunder from Norse mythology in New Mexico and dealing with the magician Kama Taj.

It was precisely because he had doubts before he was alive that when he found himself inexplicably entering a strange space, he quickly regained his composure and began to observe the surrounding environment with the professional instinct of an agent.

But there is indeed nothing in this space. There is only Coulson himself and a red light as small as a grain of rice floating in front of him.

The red light was both a guide and a traction, leading Colson to fly in a fixed direction involuntarily.

Coulson tried to control his hands and feet, but there was no place to focus in the void. He soon found that his movements became as ridiculous as an overturned turtle, and he quickly gave up.

I don’t know how long I flew, and the seemingly endless void almost made me lose my judgment of time and space. It wasn’t until a wall reaching the sky and the earth appeared in front of me that Coulson was shocked.

This is the only change that has occurred in the void for a long time.

The upper and lower ends of this wall cannot be seen, and the left and right boundaries cannot be seen; it is shadowy, like translucent glass. Looking through the glass, various blurred colors are reflected on the other side.

Large areas of earthy yellow are mixed with gray and black, and occasionally there are tiny reds flowing. In Coulson's eyes, these colors are extremely bright; although they look blurry, they are still more vivid than the completely colorless world here in the void.

many.

The red light spot continued to pull Colson flying, getting closer and closer to the wall. At this time, Colson suddenly discovered a frightening fact - he was flying too fast, and there was no sign of slowing down.

He was hurtling towards the glass wall; at this moment, he could even imagine a scene of a freshly baked pizza being photographed against the glass window.

Colson screamed. The only thing he could do was to shrink his hands and feet before the impact, and protect his head and face with his arms, trying to shrink himself into a round ball.

With a "pop" sound, the tragic scene of the pizza hitting the glass did not happen. Coulson passed through the glass wall, and he felt as if his whole body was stuck in a ball of jelly, and then he was pulled out again.

On the other side of the glass wall is a wild world filled with volcanoes and thick black clouds.

Colson opened his eyes, and he finally knew what the yellow, black, and red colors he had seen before were.

Yellow is the dry ground, with red magma flowing on it. Where the magma cools, it is covered with black magma. More black comes from the dark clouds in the sky. The volcanoes erupting in the distance continue to throw volcanic ash into the sky, dyeing the sky.

It was completely black.

This is almost an apocalyptic world.

At this time, Colson found that he had landed. When he stepped on the ground, he could not feel any temperature. Even a few steps away, there was a river of lava flowing through him. He leaned down and touched the ground, but there was no tactile sensation.

Can't bear even the tiniest speck of gravel on the ground.

Colson looked at his hands and found that his "body" was the only colorless thing in sight.

"Is this the soul?" Coulson "touched" the clothes on his body. It was not a suit issued to agents by SHIELD, but a casual jacket, which was his favorite piece of clothing.

Coulson murmured to himself: "If I am just a soul now, then where is this place?"

"Of course this is hell, the final destination of the souls of the dead." A cold female voice sounded in my ears.

Coulson looked alertly in the direction of the sound. What came face to face was a short girl wearing a black slim-fitting robe and an exquisite crown. Based on experience, Mr. Agent also judged from the girl's facial features.

The other party has at least some Eastern Slavic ancestry.

What surprised Colson the most was that the cold-eyed girl in front of him seemed to be a living person.

"If this is hell, then who are you, young lady?" Colson asked.

"I am the lord here, the ruler of Hell's Border, and the people here will also call me queen." The girl replied calmly; she is naturally the forward queen, Her Majesty Liana.

Colson had a gentle smile on his face, just like when he was working: "I can't understand that this is hell, and you... Her Majesty the Queen..."

"Is it a living person?" Liana revealed the other person's doubts without waiting for him to finish speaking. "He is right. You agents always maintain untimely excess curiosity and desire to explore."

Coulson's keenness as an agent allowed him to capture the information revealed in the other party's words.

"Do you know me? Has anyone told you about me?" Although he didn't know what happened to this so-called "Queen", his professionalism allowed Colson to use the safest polite attitude.

"Yes, someone mentioned you, and he brought you here on purpose."

"who is he?"

Liana raised her hand and brought a little red light into her palm; the red light gradually dissipated, revealing her true appearance.

"This is what he gave to you to guide you on your journey to hell." Her Majesty the Queen showed what was in her hand.

Colson looked at the small red stone and suddenly realized: "It's the mage from Kama Taj? Do you know him?"

"Kama Taj's mage, that's what you call him?" Liana showed a sarcastic sneer, "That guy still likes to remain mysterious."

"Perhaps you can tell me the name of that mage." Colson made an insinuation.

Liana looked at Mr. Agent with a half-smile: "You are already dead, do you still need to perform your duties as a SHIELD agent?"

"Uh..." Colson was stunned, and it took him a long time to react. He couldn't help but smile and shake his head; "Sorry, it may be the inertia of my thinking. I am still familiar with the identity of my dead person."

Liana turned around: "Come with me. He promised that if you get here, he will help you settle down. He said that you have good work ability and you may be able to help me manage this territory. As for his true identity,

Ask him yourself when he comes one day. I think he doesn't need to keep a secret from a dead man."

Colson scratched his forehead in embarrassment and followed Liana's footsteps obediently.

"Can I ask why the mage led me here specifically just to find you a helper?"

Liana didn't look back: "I don't know either; but I guess he was also on a whim, or simply didn't want you to fall into other worse hell territories."

"Other... hell territories?" Coulson asked curiously, "Are there many hells?"

"There is only one hell, but there are many territories. The powerful hell kings each occupy a territory, just like the lords in medieval Europe who divided themselves into one party." Liana explained, "Most of the time, the hell kings are in peace with each other, but occasionally

Disputes will also arise; if you become my assistant, you will most likely be the one to handle disputes for me."

"Well...this is really a heavy responsibility."

"Don't be so grim, and don't worry; you should think of the bright side." Liana walked briskly, "According to secular standards, you will be the Prime Minister of the Palace of Limbo by then."

Colson smiled self-deprecatingly: "I... am honored."

"Think about it. There are many benefits to becoming a palace prime minister. For example, in a few decades, when the lady playing the cello ends her life journey, you can bring her to the limbo of hell - just like you

It’s the same as when you were guided here.”

Colson was horrified: "How do you know..."

"Do you know the existence of that lady?" Liana suddenly stopped and looked back, "In hell, every soul has no secrets. All his memories, all psychological activities, every detail will be presented to the Lord of Hell.

In front of you."

Having said this, Liana turned back and continued walking forward: "This is also why it is said that hell will take on the responsibility of punishing sinners. Because after every dead soul reaches hell, the sins committed during his lifetime will be revealed."

Colson followed suit, looking at Liana's back with a complex look on his face.

This young girl seems to be really Her Majesty the Queen! At least the superior is already quite skillful in beating his subordinates.

Wait, will she also know about my current thoughts?

Colson's heart trembled, and he quickly looked up to see Liana, only to see Her Majesty the Queen stop again and look into the distance: "He's coming!"

Colson followed his gaze and saw a towering castle in the distance. In front of the castle door was a very familiar golden-red circle of light that was rotating rapidly. An equally familiar figure stepped out of the circle.