Marvel: God of Spear Technical Advisor

Liana left first; only the lords of Hell's Border could repair the space cracks opened in Hell's Edge as quickly as possible. Before repairing the cracks, it was up to Qianqian and the newly appointed Chief Judge to stop the devils who tried to use the passage.

Wilson's responsibility.

They had to go their separate ways.

However, Coulson, who said he would continue to fight for the Earth, encountered a problem.

"Mr. Zion, are there any weapons in hell that are suitable for me to use?" Mr. Agent scratched his head. Fortunately, in the spirit state, he no longer needed to worry about his hairline.

Go forward and ask: "What kind of weapon do you want?"

Coulson counted on his fingers: "I have received comprehensive small arms training, semi-automatic and fully automatic rifles, and pistols preferably with larger ammunition capacity. When heavy firepower is needed, I will also operate a personal rocket launcher; I am most familiar with it.

The one is Javelin, but of course a simpler RPG will also work..."

Go forward and listen quietly until the other person realizes something is wrong and stops on his own initiative.

"Mr. Colson, I think before going to the battlefield, you must first change your mindset." Xiang Qian said, "You must always remember that you are already a dead person."

Colson: "..."

"The dead do not need the weapons of the living. Your Majesty the Queen has given you the best."

"You mean, those authorities used to judge the souls of the dead?" Coulson was puzzled.

Xiang Qian said: "That is the power of death that was born together with hell. It is also the most original and powerful force of hell. Its function is not just to let you peek into the privacy of the dead souls."

Coulson looked confused, waiting for an explanation.

But Qianqian asked first: "Do you know what vitality is?"

Colson thought hard for a long time and couldn't come up with an answer: "I thought I knew it, but the answer seems to be more complicated than I thought? It can be a person's physical vitality, or it can come from a person's beliefs, and it can even be used to describe something special.

Organizations, groups, and natural phenomena of living organisms.”

"Yes, vitality does not have a clearly defined meaning; it has both metaphysical and metaphysical qualities, and is the product of matter and consciousness, body and mind. Human beings cannot use a single concept to describe it, let alone grasp it.

it."

"You said humans can't, but you mean dead people...I mean, in hell?"

Xiang Qian laughed: "No, on the contrary, there is no such thing as vitality in hell. Although there are many intelligent-like creatures here, what supports them is not the vitality, but the power of death - to a certain extent, it is the same as the power of death.

Existences with completely opposite vitality."

"Death Force, where is it?"

“It is everywhere, spread in every corner of hell, contained in even the smallest grain of sand.” Xiang Qian said, “And contrary to the characteristics of life force, the power of death is an existence with a clear and single concept; it has

The quality is intangible. Although it cannot be described in words, it can be felt with the heart."

Colson closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After a long time... he felt like he was going to be suffocated to death.

Looking at the miserable and panting agent, he looked forward and rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"What are you breathing for, Mr. Agent? Do you think you still have respiratory tract and lungs in the spirit state?" Looking forward, he looked at a fool, "Moreover, why are you closing your eyes?"

If Nick Fury had acted faster, your retinas and eyeballs would have been incinerated by now."

Colson froze as if he had been struck by lightning. He looked at himself carefully and discovered to his shock that he had no need to "breathe" at all. The deep breath he took just now was entirely due to his instinct during life. In fact, his spiritual body was completely

There is no movement of breathing.

"Colson, from now on, you have to forget all the instincts you had in life. Forget the power of the physical body, forget the vision of the eyes, the hearing of the ears, and all other senses that bring touch, smell and taste. You will find that,

In the spiritual state, all your senses come from the same place."

He murmured forward like a hypnosis, and slowly stretched his finger toward the center of Colson's spirit body.

A subtle and special magic power spread out from the fingertips and spread throughout the body of the spirit like sound waves. Colson's spirit body trembled violently, like a pot of boiling hot water.

This is a unique magic technique of Karma Taj. This method helps others to open their spiritual consciousness by stirring up their hearts and souls, and understand the true appearance of the non-material world as quickly as possible.

There are many names for this method in the secular world, such as "opening the eyes of the heavens", "transformation", "spiritual awareness", "spiritual vision", etc. Of course, these names are more often used by charlatans to deceive people.

.

However, Kamal Taj will basically not use this method on his disciples; because it has fatal flaws.

As we all know, magic is rooted in the soul; anyone with magical potential can perceive the non-material world, but different people have very different perceptions of the non-material world - especially their own souls. Sometimes, this

The cognitive differences will be so great that they contradict and exclude each other.

If you rely on external force to open the door of perception, then this external force will leave an indelible mark on the mind of the recipient. If there is a difference between the perception of the soul and the non-material world in the imprint and the perception of the recipient himself

, will inevitably cause a rejection reaction at the magical level.

If it is mild, it will make it difficult for the recipient to make progress in magic; if it is serious, it will trigger the backlash of magic, turning the recipient's mind into a wrestling field of two cognitions, completely tearing apart the recipient's soul and mind.

Therefore, Karma Taj will strictly require his disciples to rely on their own strength to perceive the non-material world in order to cross the first threshold of the road to magic.

However, there will be no consequences if this method is used on Colson.

First of all, Coulson has no magical talent at all. According to a fantasy movie that has been very popular in recent years, this agent is a purebred Muggle. He has never been able to open the door of perception on his own.

Door.

Secondly, the death power in Colson does not belong to him, but was given by Liana; Colson does not need to understand the nature of the power, as long as he opens the door of perception, can perceive it and learn to use it.

To use an inappropriate analogy; the Karma Taj Masters are like learning chips and hardware architecture from scratch, and then one day starting from the production of the most basic components, DIY an assembled computer with their own style.

Coulson is a computer novice. He only needs to learn how to turn on and off the computer, operate the mouse and keyboard, and at most know the basic functions - he is the kind of guy who is destined to be ripped off when he enters a computer store.

Too far away...

Back to Coulson, when the tremors in his spiritual body gradually subsided, he found that the world he saw was different again.

The barren land is no longer a mixture of three monotonous colors: yellow, black, and red, but has an extra layer of gray-white mist that is more monotonous and dull.

The mist fills the surface, rising upwards in strands, and will dissipate no more than a foot above the ground. But if there are dead souls or protozoa passing by, the gray-white mist will adhere to them. It will not be obvious at first.

But as time goes by, the more fog they are contaminated with, the more these dead souls and native creatures will become grayer and whiter in color.

"These are the forces of death?"

"Yes; it's also called the breath of death." Xiang Qian said, "Try it, the power of death can work on all dead souls and native creatures in hell. One thought can save it, and one thought can destroy it."

Colson's eyes fell on a native creature running past not far away.

In a flash, the creature rose into the air and swelled up instantly. It was originally only the size of an adult Samoyed, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a Samoyed with the size of an adult buffalo.

Colson looked at his hands hesitantly, as if he didn't believe it was his own work. He calmed down a little, thought again, and the swollen Samoyed turned back into a normal Samoyed.

A "man" and a "dog" looked at each other, and the "Samoyed" trotted over briskly following Colson's thoughts, circling around his feet; from time to time he raised his "sarcastic face" and giggled at the "man".

Then Colson let go a little in his mind, and the "Samoyed" scurried around and disappeared.

"Is this really a Samoyed?"

"NO!" He shook his head forward, "It will be affected and controlled by the power of death. It is definitely a native creature of hell."

"Uh... quite cute."

Xiang Qian felt helpless: "The specific appearance of the native creatures in hell will be affected by the will of the lord. I remember that when the previous lord ruled, the shapes of the creatures here basically conformed to human beings' imagination of hell. Later, it was changed to Leah.

Na..."

Colson suddenly realized: "I understand, girls, I can understand."

"I don't think you fully understand." Xiang Qian said, "Women have an innate desire for control and always want to decorate everything around them as they wish. When they were children, they dressed Barbie dolls.

, when they grow up, they will recommend clothes and cosmetics to their sisters and best friends; when they become mothers, it will be even more terrifying, their children will be like living Barbie dolls.”

Colson suppressed a smile: "It's hard to imagine that such words would come from a playboy. If I hadn't known Mr. Zion's past experience, I would have thought you were a person full of fear of women."

"It is precisely because I am a playboy that I understand and feel fear." Qiang Xiang said with lingering fear, "You don't know how terrifying a woman who can decorate the world as she pleases can be!"

Colson never thought that there would be such a side forward. He smiled and said: "I really don't know. Maybe, you can tell me?"

"I don't need to tell you, you can see for yourself." He motioned Coulson forward to look up at the sky.

Deep in the dark clouds in the sky, a giant dragon covered with blue-black scales and a row of green barbs on its back swooped down and flew towards them. Wherever the dragon passed, its huge wings whipped up strong winds, and the ground

The creatures fled away from the wind.

Under Colson's stunned gaze, the giant dragon hit the ground, but quickly shrunk and deformed after landing. When it came forward, the dragon had disappeared, and what he saw was a snow-white horse with a saddle.

A brightly colored horse.

"White Horse...Knight...Princess, no...Queen and Prince Charming?" For the first time, Coulson felt that his professional training as an agent was showing signs of being shattered; it was indeed difficult not to laugh at this time.

"Transform me back into the form of a giant dragon; immediately, immediately! Otherwise I will never ride." Pointing forward at the long face of the white horse, he responded sternly, and at the same time, he felt extremely regretful for one of his bad words in the past.

Once when she was naked with Her Majesty the Queen, Liana said that when she was a child, she had imagined that a knight on a white horse would brave the dangers and rush into the castle to rescue her from Belasco.

At that time, when the love was at its peak, Xiang Xiang subconsciously said: "Although it's a little late, I'm here in the end, isn't it?"

Then, when Her Majesty the Queen wakes up, the first thing she does after getting dressed is to drag over one of the most powerful native creatures from Hell's Border and transform it into a white horse on the spot...

Fortunately, this thing finally came with a dragon form; when the white horse was unwilling to change back to the dragon form, he climbed forward and climbed onto the dragon's back as if resigned to his fate, holding the barbs in his hand and said to Coulson: "I'll first

If you take one step forward, the other guests from the Hell Territory should be arriving soon."

Colson was stunned: "What about me?"

He looked at the dragon and felt that its back was quite wide. It could fit twenty people, not to mention two people!

"You can bring the army with you later."

"Army? We still have an army?"

"Of course. Her Majesty the Queen will not let the two of us fight alone."

Colson felt unbelievable: "You mean, Li...Her Majesty the Queen...in addition to giving you a white horse, she also organized an army?"

Mr. Agent feels that this deviates a bit from the image of a young girl in love that Xiang Xiang tells.

"There is an army, but it is not organized by her, but organized by you." Xiang Qian said, "Liana will gather all the fighting native creatures in Hell's Border - including those who are intelligent and those who are not.

But it's your job to organize them into a fighting army."

"WHAT? You want me to temporarily organize an army when the war is about to begin?"

Xiang Qian nodded matter-of-factly: "Of course; you don't think that a little girl like Liana understands the organizational structure of the army, do you? Look, they are here."

Coulson looked in the direction pointed forward and saw smoke and dust billowing in the distance, as tens of thousands - possibly more - creatures galloped towards him.

Coulson was horrified: "I have received training in commanding small-unit assaults, and I have also received training in commanding multi-department joint operations, but even in the largest multi-department joint operation, I did not command more than 200 people.

"

Mr. Agent pointed at the "craze" in the distance and shouted: "There are at least 20,000 people there...or some other creature."

"No, in fact the total is two hundred thousand. This is the number that can be gathered as quickly as possible if you live near the castle."

At this point, looking forward to Colson's dull eyes, he couldn't bear it. Wen Yan comforted him: "It doesn't matter, as long as you skillfully use the power of death, you can easily control these creatures.

You should think on the bright side, this may be an army that can truly command every soldier. There is no other army on such a large scale and with such a high degree of informatization in the entire world."

"As a commander, you will create a precedent in the history of human warfare - even if you are a dead man."