Meiman Killer Daily

18

"Damn it...Logan, what kind of car are you driving!"

In the gloomy black hook, Peter crawled out from a pile of human bones. Because it was dark and the two of them drank a full box of vodka along the way, they were probably a little "motion sick". Wolverine stepped on the accelerator impulsively and watched.

The chasm of the abyss was like a flat road. He fell headlong into it. Peter cursed in confusion, his whole body was burning with flames, and there was a dim black luster outside. But only five meters away, the hoarse sound of mucus dripping sounded, and hundreds of people came forward to stare at each other.

It's like a million light bulbs, locked on themselves.

Sigh...

The burning stick was lit by Wolverine behind him, and was thrown beside Peter, like throwing a boulder into a calm lake. Sharp screams sounded one after another, and the group of beasts began to disperse in all directions. The monsters looked like humanoids.

, without hair, just like Gollum in the movie Demon World, but the number of them all over the mountains and plains, coupled with the sea of ​​bones in the chasm, is really a bit nauseating.

"These monsters really exist. It seems that Hammerfell is really a magical place!"

Four or five burning rods were thrown around. Wolverine looked at those monsters without the slightest surprise. Peter retreated to Wolverine's side. I'm afraid the only people who dared to look at these man-eating monsters without showing fear were only himself and Wolverine.

Because I and Wolverine were killed by countless zombies and evil spirits in hell and lost many kilograms of flesh and blood.

"What the hell?"

"A kind of monster called Merodis is an underground humanoid creature. It eats carrion. Of course, it looks like they won't refuse fresh flesh and blood. Their weakness is that they are afraid of water and light, which is very difficult at night.

He is a very sensitive being and is very powerful. Believe me, Peter, even if you are in the state of being reduced to ashes, you have no chance of winning against these monsters."

Explaining to Peter, the two of them carelessly righted the overturned SUV while being surrounded by the beasts. They looked around for reasonably good wine and stuffed it into the back seat. Only the broken residue was filled with the wine in the car.

The fragrance is still a bit intoxicating, making me want to close my eyes and go to sleep, but if I really fall asleep now, I might really fall asleep completely.

The gap between them is not a huge cliff, but a slope that can be climbed up. Press the accelerator to the bottom, and the roaring sound begins to reverberate throughout the gap. There are more and more sharp screams. Peter turns on the headlights and looks at the gap.

The black shadow like a wave in the distance yelled

"Didn't you say they are afraid of light?"

"They are almost starving to death. What do you think they have to fear?"

The off-road vehicle moved forward rapidly, as if he knew that if he didn't leave here quickly, he would be disintegrated by the monster behind him. Peter took out a bottle of wine and threw it behind him. The pistol with black flames shot out 0 bullets, which penetrated the bottle and burned the alcohol.

A ball of fire shot into the air, and the black shadow suddenly slowed down.

"Better waste my wine... you bastard!"

It was more like he was so indulgent that he didn't want to think about it. Wolverine laughed and cursed at Peter. Peter was sitting at the passenger door window, holding a wine bottle in one hand and drinking with the other hand facing the back of the car.

The beasts that were running fast to catch up fired and did not answer Wolverine's complaints. At this moment, the two of them had a tacit understanding and were not talking about serious matters. Peter knew very well in his heart that Wolverine might have noticed this.

This journey may be considered an end for me...

The car was speeding at about 160 miles, and when it hit a small slope on the Gobi Desert, it felt like it was flying in mid-air. Behind it, the Morodis were chasing after them. The momentum was obviously for this meal to fill even the gap between their teeth.

He wanted to do his best for the late night snack, Peter drank happily, and Wolverine even sang his favorite ballad, with a very unpleasant voice, which was a bit disgusting.

Just when the two of them were about to be overtaken by the Morodis, a bolt of lightning inexplicably fell from the sky and exploded into the group of Morodis. The earth began to shake, and an oppressive feeling surged into their hearts.

The feeling of inviolability came from the southeast, and the Morodis were like mice seeing a cat. They scattered in an instant, and both Peter and Wolverine were a little confused.

"This is the power of Thor, the God of Thunder..."

"If this grandson hadn't died, he wouldn't have watched Ultron or Red Skull run rampant..."

Neither of them knew why the thunder and lightning appeared, but they were looking in the right direction. They were a little confused after drinking. In fact, they didn't know where they were going. They just drove the car and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and left as soon as they said they were going.

Traveling, now that I was free of Morodis, I was a little drunk and woke up from the thunder, and the speed of the car began to slow down.

About an hour later, an iron gate was inserted into the side of the road, and three rows of Hammerfell Town were assembled. Peter and Wolverine were now 100% sure that they and others were not going in the wrong direction, and had arrived at the third stop of Hammerfell Town.

, it is said that there is an artifact here, which is the Thor weapon that died here forty years ago. It is located in the center of the city. Even in death, it still protects the surrounding land from the bad guys.

"The breath of death, but this breath feels a bit cold."

Peter's body was affected by the devil. He felt the oppressive atmosphere around him, which was obviously familiar. However, this was not the power of hell, but more like an environment different from the dead. Peter was a little confused. People died in the West.

Aren't they all going to hell, Thor...

"He is a Norse god!"

Some idiots remembered Thor's identity. He was not from Earth. He would not go to hell after death, the underworld of Nordic mythology. But if Odin knew that his son was dead, he would not be so indifferent.

That's right, we haven't heard of the coming of Thor again in the past forty years.

"I thought it was some idiot who provoked those rats, but I didn't expect it was you!"

Parking at the gate of the town, he did not enter the town because the iron gate blocked the entrance. The beggar, who was as thin as a stick and carried a cane, walked out of the shadow corner with disheveled hair. The voice sounded very familiar to Peter, and the other person would block him when he walked in.

With his hair lifted, Bai Zhe's handsome face and cheeks were so inconsistent with his clothes.

"Loki!?"

"Peter, it seems that the rumors from the outside world are indeed true. You stupid human being is really resurrected!"

The haggard beggar is the evil god Loki, the brother of Thor, the god of thunder. In the comics, he and his brother are as close to each other as lovers. No matter who of the two dies, they will be desired by the other and be resurrected again. Now the other is standing.

In front of Peter, that is to say, the resurrection of Thor, the god of thunder, is probably a hypothesis. This god who is comparable to a human shield is really possible to be resurrected. (To be continued)