The Death Knell

"So what Loki found was a miniature Mother Box? Embedded in the belly of a dark elf?"

On the way back to find Frigga and Sif with the Asgard brothers, Su Ming chatted about her discovery with the adjutant who had just taken away the discovery.

The environment in the rainforest is still the same, there is almost no light, and the air is still full of the smell of decaying animals and plants.

"I'm just saying it's a bit similar. The technical content is not as high as the mother box. If the mother box is like a supercomputer with a teleportation function, then this little thing is a teleporter that only has a teleportation and positioning function?"

The adjutant was making an analogy, but she stuttered, probably because she couldn't find any other particularly suitable analogy.

Standing still, Su Ming lit a cigarette, raised his chin in greeting to Frigga and Sif, who were cooking live broadcast not far away, and continued to communicate with the adjutant:

"None of the four holy sanctuaries have been touched, so why did we receive a dimensional intrusion alert? Is there something wrong with your program? Could it have been caused by water entering the hot spring yesterday?"

Three consecutive questions. Deathstroke is not Batman. When he should ask questions, he will use normal questions.

"Definitely not. The body I am using now is a 'living doll'. Besides, even the previous Cybertronian body is not afraid of water." The adjutant rolled her eyes. She raised her hands and made fists, then unclenched them, as if Showing that he is not rusty: "But when it comes to my body that combines magic and technology, you should think of what methods they used."

"I can think of it, but I don't remember that the dark elves have magic technology. They don't have the support of the World Tree and can't use magic. They are a purely technological race. They go out in spaceships and use light guns and grenades when fighting."

Su Ming sighed. He looked at the image of the found object posted by the adjutant on the projection. The thing looked like a game console cartridge:

"And this thing doesn't have the style of a dark elf creation. I can't think of any ancient demon who turned to technology after leaving the earth in a short period of time."

What is the style of dark elf? Of course it's dark. Most of the items they make are pitch black, occasionally dotted with white. That's because their own hair and skin are white.

In their world, there are only two colors.

The assassins of their clan are typical. They wear black armor, hold black weapons, speak dark words, and wear only a pale mask with no facial features and only two holes for the eyes.

"It's not necessarily self-research, Sheriff. Maybe one of the first-generation demons controlled a technological civilization somewhere in a parallel universe, and then harvested 'this' from them as tribute."

The adjutant turned the cassette over, letting it spin out of thin air. He stretched out countless mechanical arms to disassemble and inspect it, and at the same time said:

"Then the multiverses collided, leaving us with only one material world to rely on. This demon came. He wanted to settle in the 40k universe, so he gave these gadgets to the dark elves and asked them to take a stand first? "

"There is a possibility, but I don't like it, because it means that everyone of the original demons can do this. This clue has no direction, which is equivalent to being useless. Wait, direction, adjutant, Gu Where is Master Yi’s soul now?”

Deathstroke watched Loki and Thor go over to communicate with their mother. He seemed to have an idea and asked about the progress of Master Ancient One.

"Because the dimension invasion alarm has been triggered on a large scale, she has returned to Karma Taj to take charge. Do I need to contact her?" The adjutant had no idea for the time being, so she naturally gave up thinking.

"Of course, I suddenly had some ideas and remembered that the earth's defense array system established by Ancient One did not block all dimensional transportation routes." When answering the question, he smiled and took a deep breath, the cigarette in his mouth was like It was like a firework stick that burned sparks to the cigarette butt. He put out the cigarette butt and put it away: "To be more precise, she deliberately left some passages for certain people to enter and exit the main dimension. I want to check with her. "

The communication was immediately connected. Opposite him, Gu Yi was drinking tea, sitting cross-legged in the big library, reading books, looking at ease.

It seems that no matter what the situation is, she lives a slow life. This kind of life pace makes others yearn for it.

"You are right, Slade. I have indeed reserved some passages specifically for certain beings to enter and exit various dimensions." After listening to Deathstroke's question, Ancient One took a sip of tea, which was her favorite butter tea. Still the familiar smell: "But I can't think of a reason why they would help the ancient evil gods."

The person making the tea had changed a bit. Gu Yi glanced at Modu, who was wearing tight black leather pants and his upper body was shirtless and shiny.

"Stop guessing riddles, teacher, and confuse Hamil and the others around you. We are talking about 'observers' here. They may not take the initiative to help the evil god, but their combat effectiveness is too poor. If"

While talking, Su Ming stretched out his palm and quickly made an upward movement, which meant that they were overturned by the car.

The Marvel Universe Observers, commonly known as Big-Headed Dolls, are a group of guys wearing blue cloaks who go around peeping.

They often accompany the paparazzi 'recorders' of the Life Court, and jointly record the development of different universes, different timelines, different dimensions and planes in the multiplicity, and then summarize these data for their own kind to watch and play.

Doing nothing, just looking around is relatively harmless, and sometimes if you use the right method, you can even get them to help.

The green smoke of incense floated in the big library. Gu Yi touched her bald head under the oil lamp. She wanted to say something, but thinking of the combat effectiveness of the observers, she suddenly felt that what Deathstroke said made sense, but she had no idea. Be true to your word.

Observers are an advanced race that understands both magic and technology. After all, in their view, they are just different manifestations of cosmic energy. Even if Ancient One did not reserve a channel for them back then, they themselves would have been able to secretly sneak into the main dimension. look.

They can travel through the crystal wall gaps between different real universes and peek into the entire multidimensional or even larger range. There is no big obstacle for them to cross the magical dimension, so they might as well serve as the Supreme Mage and actively give them some information that can enter. The 'voucher' in the main dimension is like making a friend.

"I'll contact them. If the multiplicity has collapsed, they should all be gathered in our universe." Sitting on the futon, Gu Yi started to raise his hands and make gestures. His movements were a bit like Tai Chi, but with multiple magic circles emitting golden light. It formed quickly in front of her.