Marvel: Unlimited Possession

"Um?"

John Schmidt looked at the strange mask that appeared in the sarcophagus, with a clearly puzzled expression on his face.

The purpose of his coming to Tonsberg Town was for the universe Rubik's Cube, and he didn't think of anything else in the sarcophagus.

"what is this?"

Turning his head, John Schmidt looked at the white-bearded old man behind him and asked in a deep voice.

"Do you think I'll tell you, you don't want to know anything from my mouth."

Facing John Schmidt's questioning, a strange look flashed in the old man's eyes, and then he replied coldly.

"I appreciate your tenacity, really." John Schmidt was not annoyed by this, his eyes swept over everything in the church and then stopped on a strange fresco in front of him: "It's a pity , your resistance is meaningless."

Crossing the body of the white-bearded old man, John Schmidt came to the mural and looked up and down at the mural in front of him.

The contents of the frescoes are very complicated. It seems to be divided into three layers. The top is hung with a sculpture that looks like an island, and a lot of war scenes are carved in the middle. The bottom layer describes a lot of evil **** scenes.

John Schmidt frowned and stayed on the carved mural in front of him for a while. He had a hunch that the mural in front of him seemed to hide a very important secret, but it had not been discovered by himself.

After a few minutes, he still hadn't found the clue he needed. John Schmidt's expression became colder. He turned his head with a stern face, but his eyes inadvertently noticed the strangeness of the scene described in the middle of the fresco.

"I need fire."

Slightly raised the corners of his mouth, John Schmidt shouted to the subordinates behind him without hesitation.

Hearing his order, another officer who looked like a deputy came to John Schmidt with a torch.

"Sir."

Reaching out to take the torch from his offhand, John Schmidt leaned it forward, illuminating a dim part of the fresco in front of him.

In the firelight, there is a scene in the war. A figure dressed as a sacrificial figure raises the item in his hand, and controls a large number of figures to resist the attack from the opposite side.

John Schmidt glanced at the objects in the hands of the sacrificial priests in the fresco, and then turned to look at the stone masks covering the faces of the corpses in the sarcophagus. A cold smile appeared on his originally cold face: " It seems that there are other secrets hidden here besides Odin's treasure Cube."

"Tell me, what exactly is this mask?!"

John Schmidt held a torch, turned around and came to the white-bearded old man who had been guarding here, his face that had always been grim finally changed.

"As I said, I won't tell you anything."

In addition to facing John Schmidt, the old man remained expressionless and silent.

"I know you're not afraid of death, but are everyone the same as you?" John Schmidt twitched the corners of his mouth and said grimly, "Maybe you should think about other people in this town, there must be yours among them. Friends, or kids living here, I don't think you want to see them die because of you?"

As John Schmidt's voice fell, the machine that slammed into the door of the church in front of him quickly turned, turning the muzzle towards the nearby houses.

In the face of John Schmidt's threat, the old man's breathing suddenly became rapid. He was silent for a while before replying: "Stone Ghost Face, the name of this mask is called Stone Ghost Face."

"Ghost face?"

Frowning and silently repeating the name of the mask, John Schmidt then asked, "So what exactly does this mask do?"

"..."

In the face of John Schmidt's questioning, this time the white-bearded old man obviously showed a silent attitude and was unwilling to answer.

However, he seems to have forgotten that sometimes silence also represents an answer.

Aware of the old man's appearance, John Schmidt showed a disdainful smile on his mouth, and continued to ask: "Since you don't want to answer more questions about the mask, then I'll ask you another question. Tell me, the universe Where is the Rubik's Cube?"

"This is not a power that mortals can control."

"You don't have the qualifications to talk at length in front of me. If you want the people in the town to live, just tell me where it is."

Interrupting the old man's content, John Schmidt made another threat.

John Schmidt's threat obviously played a role, although the old man did not answer, but his eyes have quietly looked behind him.

Noticing the gaze of the other party, John Schmidt turned his head and immediately noticed another mural on the wall.

"Uktrahir."

Witnessing the mural behind him, John Schmidt immediately blurted out its name.

Uktrahir, also known as the tree of the world, is a giant tree in Norse mythology. In Norse mythology, the branches of the giant tree of this tree constitute the whole world, and the places where its roots are deeply rooted represent the immortals. Palace, Giant Continent, and Hell. At the same time, according to the content of the myth, there are also Quanhwagmir and a poisonous dragon "Nidhogg" who constantly gnaws at the roots of the tree, until one day when it can finally Bite this giant tree, and the twilight of the gods will come.

His eyes swept across the mural in front of him. Because of his previous experience, John Schmidt quickly discovered the weirdness of the mural in front of him. popped out of it. When the box was opened, the blue light emitted by the Rubik's Cube instantly illuminated John Schmidt's grim face.

"With such a treasure, the head of state actually sent people to dig something in the desert."

Closing the lid again, John Schmidt looked up at the white-bearded old man in front of him, and ordered without hesitation, "Order them to fire."

"You lied to me!"

Hearing John Schmidt's words, the white-bearded old man's complexion suddenly changed.

"I never promised you that I would let them go."

Reaching out to pick up the stone ghost face in the sarcophagus, John Schmidt turned to look at the old man in front of him, took out his pistol without hesitation, and pulled the trigger.

The next moment, the bullet shot through the old man's body.

However, the other party did not fall as he expected.

On the contrary, the old man looked down at the bullet holes in his body, then raised his head and opened his mouth to John Schmidt, revealing sharp fangs, and suddenly rushed towards him.

"what?!"

Seeing the old man who rushed towards him, John Schmidt's face suddenly showed a shocked expression.

bang bang bang-

Fortunately, although John Schmidt didn't have time to dodge, the vigilant German soldiers on the side fired without hesitation, knocking the rushing old man down to the ground.

Countless bullets hit the old man, but he still struggled and wanted to stand up again.

Frowning, he asked the soldiers beside him to come forward to suppress the other side, but John Schmidt, who escaped from death, did not have much angry expression on his face. Fang Fang looked down at the stone ghost face in his hand again, suddenly grinned, and said with a smile: "It seems that I have found the function of this mask..."

...

Norway, Oslo.

Affected by the atmosphere of war, the atmosphere of the capital, which was still active in the past, has become low. The men and women on the streets are wearing black clothes, the brim of the hat is very low, and their faces are pale. Worry and despair about the future are revealed from time to time as they walk. The ***'s footsteps did not stop, the ***'s front continued to advance, and it would soon come to Oslo.

After driving to a quiet old castle, the white-haired old man in the car lowered his hat, raised his head to look at the dark castle in front of him, and frowned subconsciously.

In fact, with the news of the defeat on the front line, he was already ready to flee from Norway. He sold his family's property to go to England.

However, the news from his old friend made him stop what he was doing.

"You're here too, old Edward."

With a short horn sound, a black car drove past where the old man stopped, lowered the window, and an equally old face was revealed: "I thought you had escaped to England."

"As a matter of fact, if Gale's news lasted for one night, maybe I would no longer be in Norway." He opened his mouth and answered in his old voice. Old Edward looked at the old guy in the opposite car and asked: "Why, do you know the purpose of this guy Gale calling us here?"

"I don't know."

Shaking his head, the visitor glanced at the old castle in front of him with his dim eyes, and replied with a blank expression: "Actually, as far as I know, Gale and we were about to leave before. Even the properties under his command are ready to be sold, but suddenly for no apparent reason, they stopped these actions..."

"Anyway, I hope Gal called us over this time for a good reason."

"I don't think anything good is going to happen under the circumstances at hand."

Hearing what old Edward said, the old man on the opposite side poured cold water.

Hearing the other party's words, old Edward couldn't help but sigh. It was indeed as the other party said, under the current situation, what good things could happen.

...

The two people outside the castle walked into the castle one after the other, but were immediately surprised by the scene inside the castle.

I saw that there were not a few familiar figures gathered in the castle.

Old Edward looked at the people in front of him and found that most of them were rich or high-class nobles who were famous in Oslo just like him.

"Old Edward, are you here too?"

At this moment, a chubby figure with a beard noticed old Edward, and greeted him with a surprised expression on his face. "Didn't you all go to England?"

"Actually, I was supposed to be on my way to England." He lowered his hat and answered the other's question. Old Edward's eyes swept across the people in the castle, and then he lowered his voice to face the fat man in front of him. The man asked, "What is all this about?"

"I'm not so sure either."

Facing Old Edward's question, the slightly fat man couldn't help shrugging: "When I came, there were already quite a few people here. Listening to their words, they were all invited by Old Gale."

"Old Gaelic's invitation?" After a moment of silence, old Edward continued to ask, "What about the old Gaelic?"

"Still not here."

Hearing the answer, old Edward's face showed a somewhat thoughtful look.

However, before he could figure out the meaning of it, he heard the slightly fat man beside him start to speak again: "Okay, old Gail, this guy is finally here."

"Wait a minute, this is old Gal?!"

Sensing the surprised tone of the man beside him, Old Edward immediately raised his head, and then he saw a middle-aged man with black hair and radiant expression appearing in the lobby of the castle.

The man looked young, but there were many people in the castle who were acquainted with Old Gael in the past, but they were quickly recognized. The middle-aged man in front of him was exactly the same as the old Gael when he was young.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the hall~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Old Edward stared at the middle-aged man in front of him with his cloudy eyes. Among the people present, he had the closest relationship with Old Gale, so he also noticed that he was in front of him. This middle-aged man is most likely Gale.

Just why? !

Old Gail is obviously the same age as himself, and even when he was with the other party before, he still looked old and wrinkled, why suddenly.

"Cough cough~"

Looking at the noisy scene in front of him, the middle-aged man didn't say anything more, he just coughed a little, the noisy situation in front of him suddenly changed, and it became quiet.

Everyone turned their attention to the middle-aged man in front of them, but in the end it was Old Edward who spoke and asked tremblingly, "Are you old Gail?"

"Of course." Facing old Edward's question, the middle-aged man nodded and admitted it almost without hesitation.

After receiving his reply, the hall that had been quiet before immediately erupted into a loud noise again.

Before, although everyone had a lot of guesses, it was still very shocking to know the facts from the other party's mouth.

"What the **** is going on with all this, why are you going back to your youth, Gale!"

In the crowd, a voice even older than the old Gail spoke up. He stared at Gail in front of him, and asked tremblingly in his hoarse voice.

Not only him, but everyone in the hall has the same doubts in their hearts.

Considering a certain purpose, most of the people Gale invited were old men who had entered the final stage of life just like him in the past. It is precisely because of the similarity of the stages that he is more aware of the inner thoughts of these people.

Glancing at the old faces in front of him, Old Gail shouted to them in an almost fanatical tone:

"Because, I met hope."