Marvel’s Superman

The hour hand is set back to a day ago.

"You want to find Red Skull's secret fortress!?"

Baron Zemo of this universe looked at the person in front of him with a strange look.

Looking up from the bottom, it was a pair of military boots.

Dark leather trousers wrap around the strong and slender thighs, which outline the perfect line.

A belt tied the slender waist, making the original hot figure even more exaggerated.

Pistols, grenades, daggers... all kinds of strange weapons hang on it.

Continue to move your eyes, and you can see the full headlights that are about to come out.

There is no doubt that this is a beauty who can make man's hormones boil - if Baron Zemo hadn't seen that face!

The skin seemed to be completely peeled off, leaving only dark red flesh and bones, which looked terrifying and abnormal.

Not to mention sexual interest, ordinary people will be frightened with weak legs and scream loudly even if they look at it one more time.

It's so scary, so scary!

Such a maverick and terrifying look reminds people of a villain who was active during World War II.

Red Skull!

Captain America's rival!

One of the leaders of Hydra!

"Yes, I can feel the gaze of fate, and there is a force calling and guiding me!"

The woman with a red head said confidently.

Her name is "Cynthia Schmidt", the daughter of the Red Skull.

"Your father has been dead for so long, can you still give you hints in your dreams, so that you can recover the great cause of Hydra and continue to fight against Captain America?"

Baron Zemo sneered, somewhat ironically.

Red Skull is one of the leaders of Hydra, but his daughter is not.

If you want to lead Hydra, you are not qualified enough.

"Of course not. My father, he never really cared about his daughter."

Cynthia shook her head and sneered.

"He always wanted a son, a tall, strong Aryan with blond hair and blue eyes, to inherit his entire estate."

"Baron, I'm afraid you don't know, when I was born, my father's first thought was - kill me!"

"He didn't hesitate to kill the baby in the swaddle."

"Later, it was his deputy, a woman named Susan, who stopped this ruthless great leader."

There was no emotion in Cynthia's eyes, neither hatred nor warmth.

"Susan brought me up. The education I received since I was a child is that the weak are not worthy of survival. They must become stronger, stronger than anyone else!"

"My father died, he was defeated by Captain America, and the Hydra lost its leader. In order to gain power, I did not hesitate to become like my father."

Baron Zemo felt a chill in his heart and put away his contempt.

A woman can give up even the beauty she cares about most, and there is nothing she can do.

"But you also lost. Your 'sinister sister' was wiped out by the Avengers, and you managed to get your life back."

Baron Zemo folded his arms across his chest. Hydra is still the biggest villain in this universe, jumping out from time to time to find something to do for the Avengers.

"My father was right, the strong man deserves to live, he's too weak, that's why he loses to Captain America."

Cynthia grinned, with a frenzy in her eyes.

"But he made me, a stronger and more perfect than him - 'Red Skull'!"

Baron Zemo's throat rolled twice, and he saw a familiar shadow on Cynthia's body.

"do you have any plans?"

After a moment of silence, he took the initiative to ask questions.

The current situation for Hydra is not good.

During World War II, Captain America defeated the Red Skull and disintegrated part of the organization.

After a long period of self-cultivation and recuperation, Baron Zemo and his party recovered their vitality.

Unexpectedly, the Avengers were quietly established, and those superheroes drove themselves into the dark ditch again.

Hydra desperately needs a new leader, a new force!

If Cynthia showed enough ability, then Baron Zemo wouldn't mind voting for her.

"I learned a story buried in the past, an unknown secret."

Cynthia said meaningfully.

"Baron, I need your help."

"My father was like a rat digging holes all over the world."

"And what I'm looking for is a Tome of Skeletons covered in Atlantean skin! It's kept in an underground fortress in Egypt!"

Baron Zemo thought for a long time, and he had a map of the Red Skull in his hand.

There are many hidden strongholds built in secret during World War II, some of which have long been abandoned, and some are still in operation.

And what Cynthia said, the underground fortress in Egypt, Baron Zemo happened to know.

"I hope you won't disappoint me, Lady Red Skull."

Baron Zemo put down his hands and said so.

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...

A few hours later, a fighter jet landed in the Egyptian desert.

Baron Zemo found the specific location and opened the underground fortress.

"The mechanism, the valves, the air circulation system, it all works."

Cynthia walked behind, watching Baron Zemo open the stone doors one after another.

"It's a miracle that it hasn't been dug up by tomb robbers so far!"

Egypt has a large number of pyramid tombs, which has always been a favorite place for tomb gangs.

"It's not that there isn't, but they're all dead."

Baron Zemo kicked away a bone under his feet and entered the interior of the underground fortress.

I saw tattered *** hanging around the wall, which is the symbol of the Third Reich.

On the most central steps, there is a sarcophagus.

It enshrines a blue-covered, dusty book.

This is what Cynthia was looking for!

"Is this human skin?"

Baron Zemo was also the first to come back to this underground fortress. Red Skull built a large number of secret strongholds during his lifetime, and he could not verify every one of them.

"Bingo! Made of Atlantis human skin, it's part of the ritual to make the spell inside it work."

Cynthia blew away the dust, picked up the book, and turned to the middle page.

"What's written here?"

Baron Zemo asked curiously.

"The power to rule the world!"

Cynthia laughed out loud.

On the pages of the book she opened, there were dense and incomprehensible strange words.

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...

Turn the clock back to February 1942, Germany at that time.

"Why haven't we done it yet? Could it be that we don't have enough sacrifices?"

With his hands behind his back, the cold-faced Red Skull asked.

Clouds shrouded the sky, and a few thunder lights flashed.

Then came a dull sound, and pouring rain poured down.

On the lawn of this manor, the ground is drawn with intricate lines of blood, which comes from the Atlanteans tied to a cross.

A few priest-like figures dressed in long robes and covered their faces under hoods, constantly reciting incantations, raised their hands high, as if they were praying to the sky for something.

"Come on, come on, Mr. Schmidt."

The priest replied.

"I spent months slaughtering an entire tribe of gypsies for this long-extinct, unknown language, and then risking the wrath of Aquaman and kidnapping a team of Atlantis Sri Lankan people."

In the voice of the Red Skull, there was serious impatience.

"And I only do it because the Thule Society says I can get the power to rule the world out of it!"

"Now, please tell me, where is that unbelievably powerful force that makes people comparable to gods?"

The hooded priests clearly felt the cold killing intent, and they all turned pale with fright.

They were both members of the Thule Society, an organization considered to be the predecessor of the Nazi.

As early as 1918, it was founded by Rudolf von Cybertendorf.

At the time, Hans-Holbig's "Cosmic Ice Theory" was popular—that is, the origin of the universe came from the collision, explosion, and recombination of many "ice stars".

Correspondingly, the earliest biological races born on earth were "Atlanteans" and "ugly humanoids".

This novel and avant-garde view is most popular among young people in Europe, especially the highly educated aristocratic youth.

Later, Rudolf von Sebotendorf, who founded the Thule Society, combined this theory with the theory of racial superiority, and concluded that "Aryans are descendants of Atlanteans, born with extraordinary blood, and Germanic Humans are descendants of the Aryans”.

The reason why the Thule Association is the predecessor of Nazi is because many high-level officials of the Third Reich have participated, and even the *** comes from the flag of this association, representing the victory of the Aryans and the sun god they believe in. .

The mustache Fuhrer himself was a staunch supporter of Rudolf von Sebotendorf's views, so much so that in the 1941 war between Germany and the Soviet Union, he did not equip his soldiers with adequate cold protection equipment.

Because he believed that he was descended from the Aryans from the arctic land.

German soldiers must have inherited the ability of the "frozen giant" to withstand severe cold.

As a result, 170,000 German troops froze to death in the Battle of Moscow alone.

Of course, this is a rumor that has been circulated and cannot be verified, and it is impossible to distinguish the true from the false.

But the mustache leader is really obsessed with all kinds of supernatural powers, and even believes in the real existence of werewolves and vampires.

"It's here! That power, it will come down from the sky!"

The hooded priest, who was on the verge of kneeling during the battle between the two groups, saw the dazzling electric light galloping past in the hazy clouds, and said with ecstasy.

As soon as I heard this person's voice, there was a thunder as thick as a python, which ripped apart the night sky and fell down.

"It didn't land in front of me, it flew somewhere else."

Red Skull said coldly.

"Tell me the location, priest."

The lightning flashed along the low sky just now, and the Hydra leader really felt an indescribable terrifying power.

Otherwise, he would definitely treat the hooded priest in front of him as a liar and hang them all.

"Antarctica! It's in the land of glaciers!"

The priest held the magic book made of bloody human skin and said loudly.

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A month later, after a long journey, the Red Skull finally found the place where the thunder fell.

On the snow-covered hard ice cap, a big hole burst open, and the heat of friction melted the shell and condensed into frost.

The Red Skull stood high up, looking down.

After a few seconds, he said angrily and disappointedly: "I thought the so-called 'power to rule the world' would be an army, or a... God, but it is-"

"A hammer! A broken hammer that can't be pulled up, can't be used!"

The Red Skull grabbed a hooded priest by the neck and roared, "Tell me, what is Hydra supposed to do with it? Smash Captain America's head?"

"Mr. Schmidt, it is extraordinary! My soul can feel the terrifying power it contains, enough to sweep the world!"

The priest tried hard to justify and said quickly: "We just need time to understand it and master it."

"Well."

Taking a few deep breaths, Red Skull quickly regained his composure.

He glanced again at the hammer that he couldn't even pull up, and then walked away.

"None of the Thule Society are allowed to leave this glacier until the problem is resolved, until someone can pick it up!"

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Time goes back to the present.

Antarctica.

"This is Adolf-Hitler's Thule Society, the last habitat for the gangsters."

The daughter of the Red Skull, Cynthia walked into this glacier after a lapse of seventy years.

She took Baron Zemo and used violence to open the gate of the fortress.

There was no one inside, except for a corrupted white bone.

The long time destroyed everything, together with the ambitions of the Third Reich and the great plan of Hydra, all buried together, not to mention those of the Thule Society.

boom!

The bomb blasted open the metal gate of the guard room.

"My father ordered the Thule Society to stay here to study the warhammer that fell from the sky with the thunder."

"No one has ever been able to pick it up, Red Skull tried it, but it didn't work."

"It is said that even the Führer himself came here once. That mustache tried to pry open the ice and dig it away, but it failed."

Cynthia slowly walked into the guard room, and a frost and white air permeated.

In a strong sense of coldness, she saw the frozen warhammer.

It's so perfect!

It is so powerful!

"Then why do you believe you can own this hammer?"

Baron Zemo, who was wearing a cold suit, asked in doubt.

Red Skull has failed, can his daughter do it?

"Because I've seen it in my dreams, a big snake around this warhammer, and it says I'm going to be the queen of this world, and I'm going to kill Captain America with this hammer, and then—"

Cynthia spoke almost in a dream, and she only had the frozen warhammer in her eyes, and nothing else.

"The serpent also said, 'Fear comes, and the gods retreat'!"

Daughter of the Red Skull, Cynthia held the warhammer in both hands and read the ancient words above——

"Only a true Venerable can wield the Hammer of Skadi"!

The dazzling electric light burst out suddenly, as if a frenzy swept through.

Baron Zemo closed his eyes subconsciously, and the terrifying power echoed in the guard room.

The footings trembled, the hard ice caps cracked, and the fortress teetered.

"Fear comes, the gods retreat!"

A hoarse voice came out of Cynthia's mouth.

She holds the Skadi Warhammer in both hands and wears a green metal armor, like a Valkyrie who descended on the world!

Meanwhile, Asgard's Asgard.

God King Odin, who was sitting on the throne, let out a long sigh.