Marvel's Planeswalkers

"Who are you?"

Li Feng was raising his ears to explore the movement in the cave when a deep and hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind him.

He was slightly embarrassed that he was caught peeping, so he turned around to check.

I saw an old man in ragged clothes standing behind him.

With his sharp haircut, sloppy dress, and skinny physique, the old man is probably a homeless scavenger.

When Li Feng secretly speculated whether the old man was Hephaestus, he saw that the other man looked confused at first, and then suddenly seemed to realize something. He turned to the air god behind him and muttered:

"This kid has weird magical powers. It's probably because one of the gods didn't grasp the waistband for a moment and accidentally made the kid."

As he said that, the old man turned around and observed Li Feng curiously. He sniffed the smell and shook his head in denial: "I don't think so. At least I didn't smell the breath of a demigod. Instead, I smelled of a human mage. Maybe this guy was an accident." A human being promoted to god?"

"???" After his boss was found out, Li Feng said he didn't feel anything.

From the moment he landed on Kyle Island, he had no intention of hiding it. Hephaestus was also an experienced god, so it was not easy to pretend to be a pig and eat him.

In this case, why not express yourself generously.

As for a small person climbing up to the status of a god step by step, this is a good move worthy of recognition and pride, hiding a hammer.

But the old man's coquettish manipulation of talking to himself in the air frightened him so much that he almost blurted out and shouted: Hey, where is the monster hiding here? Please show your true form quickly, otherwise don't blame me for destroying you with the mighty dragon. of.

Skin returned to skin, he rubbed his eyes, regained his composure, widened his eyes and at the same time used his mental energy to look around.

Nothing was found.

Just when his face was confused, the old man turned his head and looked behind him again, and continued to say to the air as if he had some realization:

"The first generation of Titan God King Uranus was overthrown by his biological son Cronus, and the second generation of Titan God King Cronus was defeated by his biological son Zeus. Now, although the third generation of Titan God King Zeus is not in decline, but I find that this fourth-generation human god is a bit too strong. I estimate that the third-generation Titan King Zeus will soon be photographed on the beach by a fourth-generation human god."

As he said that, the old man turned back to look at Li Feng, his cloudy eyes seemed to be remembering the past glory. After a while, he said in a vicissitudes of tone: "Interesting, so interesting. I thought it was another round of the son's murder of his father's sermon. Rongdeng The bullshit legend about the throne of the God King, who would have thought that it was human beings who overthrew the Titans and ascended to the throne of the God King themselves."

"Does this count as the curse of 'Titan Blood Rules the World' being shattered by humans?"

"Hey~" The old man let out a long breath, looked around at the scenery as if he was nostalgic for the world, and said with deep sadness: "You are here to kill me, right? You are right, persimmons have to be picked softly, and I Hephaestus, the god of fire, is currently the softest persimmon among the gods."

Yes, this guy is really Hephaestus.

But why does it sound like "I'm a weakling and I'm proud of it"?

Li Feng twitched the corners of his mouth and covered his face not wanting to speak.

Putting aside whether to kill or not, he wanted to ask, does anyone have experience in communicating with patients with schizophrenia and persecutory delusion?

Waiting online, quite urgent.

Seeing that Li Feng was indifferent, Hephaestus suddenly felt lonely and desolate, and said: "Why, you can't bear to take action when the situation comes, do you think that I will kill myself?"

As he spoke, Hephaestus suddenly clasped his hands behind his back and turned to look into the distance.

Just when Li Feng felt a strong sadness coming towards him, he heard Hephaestus sighing: "Our era is over, there is no need to occupy the pit and block your way. Young man, come on, do it, after killing me , boldly create the future of mankind”

"What the hell!" Li Feng couldn't hold back his impulse. He kicked Hephaestus on the butt and shouted angrily, "You're crazy. When did I say I wanted to kill you?"

"Huh? Don't kill me?! Then why are you here?" Hephaestus was stunned for a while, patted his butt and stood up. He drooped his shoulders as if in despair, leaned up and murmured to himself: "Okay If you want to watch Zeus fall from the altar with your own eyes, it will be very exciting.”

"." Li Feng only felt that Hephaestus was hopeless, so he should bury it while it was fresh: If he didn't kill him, he would be lost. This is not a novel brain circuit.

Li Feng, who rubbed his face and tried to calm down his violent temper, looked at Hephaestus expressionlessly for a few seconds and said, "Xiu, is that you?"

"Xiu? Me?." Hephaestus pointed at himself and fell into contemplation like memories for three seconds. His expression changed and he said with an arrogant face: "My name is not Xiu. I am one of the 12 gods. God of Fire, Hephaestus."

Haha, damn, the old man is too sick, please carry him away. Li Feng held his forehead, looking defeated, and weakly complained: "Big pot, you have already introduced yourself before."

"Really?" Hephaestus blinked, turned and asked the air behind him: "Have you ever said that I am the God of Fire before?"

Yes, Heimer's disease has struck again. Li Feng angrily grabbed Hephaestus by the collar, and said word by word as if squeezed out from between his teeth: "Don't talk about everything. Listen clearly, I I have something serious to do with you."

After saying that, he pushed Hephaestus away and took out Thanos' armor, handed it to him along with the double-edged sword in his hand, and said: "After you use these raw materials to melt into an armor suitable for me, I'll give it to you." Big red envelope,"

"Red envelope?" Hephaestus tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said: "With your strength, I am afraid you are stronger than Zeus. Forget the red envelope, just take the time to beat Zeus."

And this is such a good thing. Li Feng, who was worried about what he would get as reward, his eyes lit up, and he replied without thinking: "Don't talk about beating me up, even if you let Zeus roll off the altar like a dog snatching food."

In order to increase his credibility, while speaking, Li Feng transformed into a tiger-headed human body, burst out with majestic divine power, patted his chest and said carelessly: "I keep my word, even if Cronus (Zeus' father) comes, I can't stop him. "

"Hiss~ I'll go." Feeling the crushing power, Hephaestus took a breath.

Good guy, he has only been living in seclusion on Kyle Island for a few years, and the development of human beings is actually so vigorous.

Not to mention beating up Zeus with this divine power, he can even kill through Greek mythology.

This is really an unexpected surprise.

Unmentioned, Hephaestus was full of energy and was about to give it a try after receiving the materials.

only.

As soon as he received the materials, he recalled that although he held the title of God of Craftsman, his strength, physical strength, and divine power no longer allowed him to perform heavy or light work.

Thinking of this, he stiffened up and said with a wry smile: "Sorry, I don't know if you understand faith. What I can tell you is that human faith is related to the strength of gods."

"And since I was forced into seclusion, I have received almost zero faith,"

"In other words, my divine power is seriously insufficient. If I just make ordinary weapons, I can barely make it. But it is too difficult to make a divine weapon that matches your strength. It is almost impossible to complete."

After saying that, he looked a bit older as if all his energy had been exhausted, and reluctantly returned the materials to Li Feng.

"Huh? What's going on?" Li Feng frowned blankly and used his mental strength to carefully observe Hephaestus' physical condition.

This check doesn't matter, good guy, Li Feng called him a good guy.

Not only did Hephaestus look like he was half buried in the ground, but his vitality was actually the same as that of a dying old man, and he was in danger of being extinguished by the slightest breeze.

If it weren't for the remaining divine power that he could barely hold on to his last breath, Li Feng would have wanted to take out his suona and give Hephaestus a ride.

Is the marginalized Greek god so miserable? Li Feng touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

"If." Li Feng organized his sentences and said, "I mean if, there is a way to get you back to the top, or even break away from belief and go further."

Before he finished speaking, Hephaestus stepped forward, grabbed Li Feng's hands tightly, and said lovingly: "Really?!!! That's great."

"Uh~" For some reason, Li Feng suddenly felt a sense of absurdity in his heart.

It seems that Hephaestus is not only not a mental patient, but a wise old man. He is also the kind of person who has already seen everything, waiting for his monkey to come to the door, and is willing to be tricked.

At the end of the day, he has to thank the other party and pay for the practice methods and resources with a smile.

Li Feng blinked and glanced at Hephaestus suspiciously.

Hephaestus responded with a shy smile.

After a moment of silence, Li Feng put the thought behind him with a dark face.

Does it matter whether you are being tricked?

It's not important. What's important is the armor. This is his main mission in coming to another world.

Besides, what if he knew he was being tricked? Did he have any reason to refuse?

If Hephaestus doesn't regain his strength for one day, the dream of armor will be delayed for one day, and in the end everything will be in vain.

"You win." Li Feng complained bitterly, took out the magic book from his pocket and handed it to Hephaestus. Just as he was about to give some instructions, Hephaestus's eyes lit up, and he grinned and winked: " Is this the way for humans to become gods, or is it the kind that doesn’t require faith? Haha, with it, how can Zeus handle me? Hehe."

"By the way, forging artifacts requires the flesh and blood of gods." Hephaestus flipped through the magic book with a wicked smile and pretended to be unconscious and asked casually: "Are you going to bleed yourself, or are you going to hunt Zeus?"

What kind of hatred? What kind of injustice? Li Feng, who vaguely understood the truth, swallowed a mouthful of old blood, rubbed his temples and complained: "Zeus has been unlucky for eight lifetimes, and I have to deal with someone like you who I can't forget."

"Forget it about hunting Zeus. When you regain your strength, wouldn't it be nice to beat him with your own hands until he kneels down and calls you daddy?"

"That seems to make sense." Hephaestus turned his head and looked into the air behind him and asked, "What do you think?"

"Pa~" Unable to bear it, Li Feng stretched out his hand and gave Hephaestus a violent shudder, grabbed the collar of Hephaestus and dragged him into the cave, saying: "I don't want you to feel, I especially want me to feel. Hurry, I don't know. The second generation of gods are imprisoned in the underworld. It would be a pity not to lick the monster with such a big blood bag."