Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

"Mortal, I am the Lord of the Blue Hell, the great Satanish."

"The power of blue is the coldest power in the world. Come to me, you can master the power of blue, and you can freeze everything in this world."

After saying that, Satanish licked his lips and waved his hand.

A blue ice and snow storm suddenly broke out, and boundless coldness rose.

Wherever the cold passes, everything is buried in endless ice and snow.

Look at the scene in front of you.

Zhou Ran raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Freeze everything? Can your azure power really freeze everything?"

"Satanish, if your blue power can freeze time, I would still be very interested..."

"But I think you can't freeze time at all, so I choose to refuse."

After hearing this, Satanish's eyes flashed with a glint.

Freeze time? Can time also be frozen?

I never seem to think about this.

Satanish lowered his head, fell into silent thinking, and stopped speaking.

Zhou Ran's eyes continued to move.

What caught the eye was a sea of ​​bright red blood, with a dark figure above the sea of ​​blood.

A pair of huge bat wings stretches out behind the figure.

Blood, bats...

Zhou Ran raised his eyebrows. The image of this demon seemed to be somewhat similar to that of a vampire.

Does he have anything to do with vampires?

Olivier opened the huge pair of bat wings behind him, licked his lips, exposed his sharp teeth, and said: "Mortal, my name is Olivier, and I am the master of the scarlet hell."

"The life of a mortal is only a hundred years at most. If you come to my dimension, I can change the nature of your life and you will gain immortality."

"And this is true immortality, definitely not the fake and weak vampires on earth."

A vampire?

When Zhou Ran heard this, a smile appeared on his face.

Sure enough, the guy covered in blood in front of me is related to the vampires on the earth.

Immortality?

This sounds really interesting.

It's a pity that Zhou Ran disdains the kind of immortality obtained by relying on blood, similar to that of vampires.

Moreover, the demon in front of me seems to have made a mistake.

He Zhou Ran is not a pure human being.

His soul is the Superman of the DC world.

Although his body has not completely transformed into a Kryptonian yet, it is only a matter of time.

When he completes the redemption tasks assigned to him by Clark, he will obtain the body of steel, completing the transformation from human to god.

In addition, he also has the clown.

The Dionysian factor is in his body.

He is now immortal.

Zhou Ran looked at the red bat in front of him, the ancestor of a suspected vampire, and sneered and said: "Bat, thank you for your kindness, but your offer is too light. I can achieve immortality by myself.

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"And I don't like to be a humanoid bat, although I quite like bats, because there is a person named after bat who is my idol. Compared with him, you are really far behind...

"

Hear Zhou Ran's words.

Olivier raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "Oh? I'm curious who is the person named after the bat?"

After hearing this, Zhou Ran blinked his eyes and revealed a meaningful smile, saying: "Don't try to find him, he will kill you... He should be the most terrifying human being in the world. His

His heart is darker than the entire dark dimension. As a mortal, he stands shoulder to shoulder with the gods, is a good friend with the messenger of time, and has killed many gods."

Zhou Ran described Olivier in a very funny way, Batman Bruce Wayne.

After listening to Zhou Ran's words.

Olivier was confused.

Is there really such a human being in this world?

Can humans really do this?

Bat? I, Olivier, must find this bat.

Zhou Ran's eyes continued to move downward.

Of the seven dimensions opened to him, he has already seen six.

He also met the six dimensional demon gods, Cytorak, Dormammu, Blackheart, Surt, Satanish, and Olivier.

Now he will face the temptation of the seventh dimensional monarch.

Zhou Ran blinked and looked at the seventh dimension.

This dimension is not as desolate as other dimensions. On the contrary, it is a prosperous scene.

There are flowers and grass, trees and trees, mountains and water, wind and moon.

The scenery in this dimension is beautiful, but there is no living creature, and it seems very lonely.

On a green grassland, there is a woman with a cool temperament wearing a green dress. She exudes a noble divinity, has a gorgeous appearance and a slender figure.

Hela closed her eyes and lay lazily on the simple bronze throne.

Zhou Ran looked at Hela.

Is this the daughter of Odin, the King of Gods, and Hela, the goddess of death?

It seems a little different from the fierce, cruel, over-mature death goddess Hela in my memory.

The Hela in front of me has a clearer temperament, a more beautiful appearance, and a plumper figure.

Feel Zhou Ran's gaze.

Hela slowly opened her eyes. She stared at the human soul in front of her, frowned, and then closed her eyes again, returning to silence.

Hela did not speak, maintaining an indifferent posture and maintaining the arrogance of a god.

Seeing this, Zhou Ran raised his eyebrows.

The goddess of death, Hela, is really a cold deity.

"Ahem..." Zhou Ran coughed lightly and said with a smile: "You are Odin's daughter - Hela!"

Hela heard the words, opened her eyes, nodded, and said in a low voice: "Mortals, when talking to gods, be more respectful. Please call me Hela, the goddess of death."

"Although you possess great power, you cannot fully grasp that power. Therefore, you are not qualified to speak to me, Hela, as an equal."

"Mortal, do you want to surrender to me, Hela, the goddess of death? When I come to Asgard and crown myself as king, you will be inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people."

After hearing this, Zhou Ran showed a smile and said: "Crown as king? Hela, are you really qualified to become the king of the gods?"

"Hela, do you know why that old guy Odin expelled you from Asgard? Why did he seal you in Niflheim?"

"Hela, do you know what fate you are carrying?"

When Hela heard this, she frowned and said in a cold voice: "Mortal, what do you want to express? What do you want to say?"

Zhou Ran sighed lightly, shook his head, and said, "Hela, you are such a poor guy. He still hasn't figured out what the meaning of his life is."

"It seems that my expectations were wrong... I thought you already knew the fate you were carrying!"