Marvel: Opening Prince of Asgard

No one answered, and the tavern remained deadly silent.

The cold wind kept pouring in, the fire in the tavern seemed to be going out, and the temperature was getting lower and lower.

The dancing girls began to tremble, but they did not dare to stop their dance steps, nor did they dare to tell the tall man in black robe to close the door, but the light dance steps slowly became heavy.

The smile on the tavern owner's face grew brighter and brighter. He looked at the swaying fire in the tavern and stepped forward, wanting to receive the strong man who did not know the people.

"Anyway, at least close the door first!

"Also, why are such terrifying powerhouses coming to my tavern? Shouldn't they be in contact with those big shots!"

"And Lake, so unlucky! 99

The tavern owner scolded his mother in his heart, but his face bloomed with a smile.

However, before he could talk to him, Big Belly Lake gave the man in black robe a deep look, took a big mouthful of oat wine, and then said loudly,

"Sir, close the door first, the oat wine in my hand is almost cold!"

"Old Bob, bring up the best wine in your shop. I want to invite this gentleman to have a good drink. In addition, girls, don't look at this handsome gentleman and can't walk your legs!" "

Under the hood of the black-robed man, the faintly exposed half of his cheeks already showed a different kind of charm.

The stronger you are, the more attractive you are.

That is the yearning of the low-level beings for the high-level beings inscribed in their genes!

Big Belly Lake beckoned Roar to the man in black robe to sit down, while he beckoned Roar to the old tavern owner Bob, and by the way, he joked about the dancers who were cold or frightened, and their dance moves almost froze!

Even the aloof city lord, when walking in the wind and snow.

There are also snowflakes on his body.

And the city lord of Winter City is the most powerful warrior in the entire city, the ninth rank!

As a seventh-order warrior, Big Belly Lake understands very well what kind of combat power a strong man possesses in a snowy day, without showing off the mountains and water, and at the same time not touching the snow.

so what.

He is Big Belly Lake, the former head of the Blood Raven mercenary, not to mention, he has nothing to lose!

He will die sooner or later!

The corners of the black-robed man's handsome face in the cloak turned up slightly, and he closed the door of the tavern, and Feng Xue also closed the door.

The temperature in the tavern quickly recovered, but the atmosphere never returned to the cheerfulness of the past.

No one wants to be next to a mighty lion, even if the lion may not eat people.

But, who knows if he will suddenly want to make a tooth sacrifice?

Killing all possible dangers is the magic weapon for mercenaries to survive.

Lake was still drinking, but the other mercenaries looked at each other, the wine glasses in their hands seemed to weigh thousands of pounds and were difficult to lift.

The black-robed man walked over slowly, sat gently in front of Lake, lifted his hood, revealing a handsome and uniquely charming face, and said in a low voice,

"Hello, I'm Caesar, and I'm interested in your dark tide," "!"

The tall man in the black robe was Caesar who came to the Orland Continent alone.

He tried his best to restrain his energy and perception, so that he would not disturb some powerhouses on this planet.

He came to investigate the information and accept his beliefs, and at the same time, he sneaked in to avoid the possible existence of strong civilizations.

God, as one of the most powerful forces in the entire universe.

The power of the individual gods, before contacting him personally, although Caesar was not afraid, he didn't want to go up without a brain.

The same is the fifteenth level, the Caesar who inherited the psionic core is the same fifteenth-level powerhouse who is not afraid of any forces, even if they are also from the super civilization.

But, what if Caesar went up against an entire pantheon alone?

Caesar didn't know how it would turn out, but he would understand.

In that way, in addition to personally witnessing the combat power of the gods, the aftermath of the battle may destroy several surrounding planets.

He doesn't get any benefit.

He came to receive faith, to gain energy.

Instead of consuming energy to increase the enemy.

A war without interests, extravagant and mindless!

Caesar sat down, and when he entered Winter City, he noticed a strange aura on Lake.

That kind of breath is very unique, and the essence is extremely high!

At least a civilization of level seven or above.

In the fifth-level civilization, a ruling planet of the Kass pantheon.

On this planet whose highest combat power did not exceed the twelfth rank, there was an aura of extremely high essence.

Moreover, it just appeared in front of him.

Caesar wanted to find out.

If there is a problem, it is better to evacuate immediately.

Caesar sat opposite Big Belly Lake, and Big Belly Lake did not answer.

He just took the wine from the smiling boss with his waist slumped.

He poured a large glass for Caesar first, then filled the glass in front of him and said loudly,

"Come on, drink first! I haven't drunk old Bob's wine for a long time, so I must have a good drink today!

As soon as he finished speaking, Big Belly Lake began to drink the wine brought by old Bob one after another.

Big Belly Lake kept drinking wine, but all the other mercenaries in the tavern put down their wine glasses.

Afterwards, they started to leave in groups quietly.

No matter what the strong man wanted to ask Big Belly Lake.

It doesn't matter what Big Belly Lake will say.

They all don't want to know.

Caesar took a light sip of the so-called fine wine that Old Bob had kept, and it really wasn't a good wine.

But Caesar was still drinking with Lake sip by sip.

By the way, I also probed Lake and his breath over and over again.

He wasn't here to drink.

The mercenaries had already left, and the tavern owner and the dancers seemed to have quietly disappeared into the tavern.

In the huge tavern, except for the sound of swallowing drinks and the crackling sound of firewood burning from time to time, it was silent.

Big Belly Lake glanced at the tavern, nodded lightly, and then said to Caesar with a big smile,

"'々 Lord Caesar, what do you want to know?"

Old Bob and those drinking friends are all acquaintances of Lake. Although they are not friends, at least he does not want to bring danger to them.

As for Lake himself?

He should have died long ago, and he will die sooner or later!

"About the Dark Tide, and here!"

Caesar pointed to the black eye patch on Big Belly Lake's face. Behind the black eye patch, Big Belly Lake's blind eye.

That extremely high yet strange aura came from there!

As soon as Caesar finished speaking, the smile on Big Belly Lake's face instantly froze.

"That eye, that eye!...39

Big Belly Lake murmured, his face was full of pain and despair, and the only remaining cloudy eye also revealed a deep fear.

Afterwards, he closed his only remaining eye fiercely, and opened it abruptly again, a gleam of light flashed through the cloudy eyes.

Big Belly Lake, he is not just that big belly.

He was also the head of the Blood Raven mercenary group, a seventh-order warrior!

Big Belly Lake took away all the smiles and despair on his face, and said softly with a blank face,

"I dug out that eye with my own hands!