The God of Injustice in Marvel

Leon himself is not sure whether Odin is Odin. After all, the old man wants to die now, and he does not want to see his eldest daughter until he dies. If compared to dying of old age, it seems that it would be a good idea to find a guy who bullied his son to die together.

The choice comes.

Leon looked around again with vigilance and almost suspicion. He even paused his feet and lowered the crowbar under his feet a little further.

"There's no blood flowing out, so it should be...what the hell am I thinking!"

Mader is retarded!

Leon raised his head and glanced at the opposite side. He felt inexplicably as if he were facing a formidable enemy. He gritted his teeth and exposed a sharp set of teeth at the God Eater Ger who was demonstrating against Leon.

This idiot must have lowered my intelligence!

"Hey! That guy opposite...the chicken neck! That's right! Whatever you're looking at, it's you!"

Geer was suddenly stunned by Leon's shouting, and he subconsciously imitated Leon, looking back to the left and right, and then was directly awakened by Leon. Although he didn't understand what Leon meant by "chicken neck", but

You can guess that it's definitely not a good thing.

"Odin! I will definitely kill you, then kill your sons, and then..."

"Ah, okay, okay, okay, I get it, you must kill those who play with hammers and those who play with guns, right? Okay, it's up to you. Anyway, as long as you are happy, kill whoever you like.

But before you go to kill, did you answer my question first? If I kill you later, I can help you with your unfinished business, but the answer I want is not

Is it gone? Think about it, is this the truth? Huh?"

Hearing what Leon said, Geer really thought about it, and unexpectedly discovered that it made sense...

What a huge watermelon!!

Taking a heavy step forward, the tip of Ger's sword was always pointed at Leon without shaking at all. He said angrily: "Even if you are not Odin, I will definitely kill you. No one can insult the character of the God Killer."

Er! I..."

"Then how on earth are you going to answer my question, Mr. Chicken Neck."

Leon jumped off the crowbar this time and asked politely, which made Geer unable to stop him.

After opening and closing his lips for a long time, Geer lowered his head and looked at the black sword in his hand.

All of his own divine power and powerful source come from this black long sword.

Of course Geer himself knew this fact, and for this long sword, Geer would sometimes stare at it in trance, thinking carefully and for a long time.

Why is it?

And why me?

Why did it choose a mortal like me, and what does it want from the hands of a mortal like me?

Thinking back to when he had just obtained this sword, Geer also wanted to know who was the last owner of this sword and why did he fight to the death with a golden-armored war god?

Why... Geer stared at the guy standing in front of him, feeling some weak fluctuations conveyed to him by the Black Death Sword.

Why... the guy this sword is targeting is not the blond Thor, but this weird man whose real name is unknown...

Perhaps, this unsolvable problem that has troubled me for a long time can be answered from this guy's mouth.

Thinking of this, Geer withdrew his gaze from the Black Death Sword, looked up at the guy opposite, and said cautiously: "I can answer your question, but equally, I also need you to answer my question.

Every time I answer your question, you need to answer me two questions."

"one."

"Two! No need to discuss!"

"Three! If it doesn't work, I'll leave!"

"One! You..."

"make a deal."

Geer: "…………"

grass!

Fuckfuckfuckfuck!!!

Leon calmly leaned on his cane as if nothing had happened: "Well, I'll go first. The question is still that, when you got this sword, did you see the guy with black armor and white hair that I mentioned.

"

Although Geer fell into the trap and gave away the advantage he had gained, Geer now considered himself a figure and did not bother to argue with the other party about these matters, so he suffered the loss bitterly.

"If you are talking about a guy with dark pupils and only killing in his eyes, I have seen it.

Moreover, I can tell you with certainty."

An evil smile appeared on Geer's face. He felt that the reason why the guy wearing the mask knew so much about this sword and was so persistent in wanting to know about the white-haired god was that he and the white-haired god

There must be a very close relationship between gods.

Therefore, Geer raised his head slightly, the aura of the villain was fully activated, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "... He is dead. He died in front of me, haha... How about it, don't you feel very good?

…”

"That's great!"

Geer: "...Surprise...?"

When the last two words were spoken, the voice was so low that even Geer himself couldn't hear them clearly.

He saw the guy across from him jumping up and down, looking happy, and he was not pretending at all.

"Aren't you... friends?!"

"No." Leon nodded and replied, "You've finished asking, it's my turn to ask."

Geer's sword was raised again: "Where did I ask!"

Leon reached out and took out a tape recorder from his pocket: "...Aren't you friends? No."

The somewhat distorted voices of Geer and Leon came out of the tape recorder clearly and intact.

"Look, you asked."

Geer: "...Okay! You ask!"

Leon put the radio on the ground shamelessly and pressed it twice. All of this was done in front of Geer. Looking at Geer's expression that he was about to get angry and just take action, Leon didn't mention it.

Happy.

So he deliberately postponed the question, pretending as if the question he wanted to ask was very difficult to say. Geer waited for five minutes before he figured it out. He seemed to have been tricked by that guy again.

.

"You! You..."

"Ger, you should know your sword very well, so what I want to ask you is..."

Leon interrupted the spellcasting, stretched his head forward, and asked softly: "...Then is your sword alive?"

Pupil earthquake!

Geer's small eyes were full of shock that could not be concealed.

He couldn't control his head and looked down at the black sword in his hand.

After a long time, Geer raised his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Your question can be regarded as giving me an answer.

I have always suspected that this sword is not only conscious, but also has thoughts!

Or rather...

This sword is originally alive! However, after all, I am still reluctant to admit this kind of thing, because I can't figure it out.

Now, I can tell you...this sword is indeed alive."

Geer was now eager to know everything about this sword, so after he answered Leon's question, he quickly opened and closed his lips and asked eagerly: "I want to know, about this sword... Oops!"

A black pig-iron egg hit his head. The pig-iron egg fell to the ground and was completely deformed. A little swelling was clearly visible on Geer's head. From this, it can be seen that the rate of fire of this pig-iron egg

So fast and so powerful.

Leon, who was glared at by Geer, spread his hands and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I've finished asking my questions and the game is over."

Geer's green face turned red due to the suppression, and he scolded angrily: "You dishonest guy, how could you..."

"Brother~!"

Leon threw another pig iron egg at Geer, but Geer angrily chopped it in half with his sword.

Leon slid the two black pig iron eggs in his hands like an old man, and more iron balls flew around Leon, constantly spinning, sometimes faster and sometimes slower, coming and going erratically.

Leon said: "We are discussing life and death now. Why are you acting like a child playing house? Do you still have hopes in your heart that we can chat slowly and eventually become friends?"

Stop making trouble, brother~"

Geer shouted: "I will kill you with special code!"

Leon smiled back: "It's just what I want, Brother Squidward."

The iron balls flew and instantly hit Geer, who was already flying towards him with bared teeth and a sword. Geer either slashed or dodges, and rushed through the dense rain of iron balls without dodging at all, and was about to reach Leon in no time.

.

At this time, he had already raised his sword, preparing to cut off one of the masked man's arms with one strike, and then slowly cut off his limbs and torture him to death in order to avenge himself for being humiliated. The sword had already been

Geer was about to thrust out, but was unexpectedly knocked sideways by the pain and impact of a series of hits on his back. His feet slipped and he fell to Leon's feet like a hungry dog ​​pooping with his feet backwards.

"Look, why are you so careless? You know I can control these little iron balls, but why are you still so careless?"

Geer's body has been strengthened and blessed by the divine power absorbed by the Black Death Sword, and ordinary sharp weapons are completely useless to him, let alone an iron knife.

However, you still have to bear a blunt blow. This is the same as a bulletproof vest can save your life, but it cannot protect you from pain or fractures.

Loki, who has seen through the facts, is right. He and Thor were indeed used by the heartless bastard Leon as props to consume Geer, and they were the most useful ones.

During their battle with Geer, Leon keenly discovered that although Thor's hammer was charged, and those who used hammers were more skillful than those who used spears, Geer would rather choose to be hammered by Thor's hammer when he had to.

, and will not take the risk of being poked by the Eternal Spear to deal with Thor who seems to be more dangerous.

Leon saw it three times in total, and it was the same every time.

And just now Leon suddenly plotted and hit Geer with a pig iron egg, it was also for experimental reasons.

Now it seems that this is indeed the case.

…………

Lowering his head, Leon said slowly: "It hurts."

“Ahhhh——!!!”

Geer was completely, completely irritated, and this was what Leon wanted to see.

"Hahaha! Didn't hit!"

Leon rose into the air and dodged Geer's sword. He was in the air and held a crowbar to block several of Geer's sword waves. Leon shouted: "Be careful behind you!!"

Gal was concerned about Leon in the sky, so he did not choose to jump into the sky. Instead, he cautiously turned around and slashed with his sword...

Didn't hit it.

Mainly because Geer slipped again.

How the hell is this possible!

Geer turned over and looked at his feet. Unexpectedly, a piece of ice as big as a basin appeared there, as smooth as a mirror, lying under his feet!

That being said, the sudden slip just now was also...

"That's right. You tentacles...tentacles...you are an ugly monster anyway.

Let me tell you, those who simply use swords must be so strong that they are completely unreasonable in order to deal with enemies with endless methods~"

After saying that, under Geer's eyes full of murderous intent, countless ice blades and ice spikes appeared out of thin air in the sky, each with its tip pointed at him.

"This is a gift for you." Leon said, "A gift from the God of the North: Big Bingliuzi!"

The ice roared towards him, and Geer didn't dare to use his body butter to get close to resist these ice cubes, which had no idea what other patterns they would have. He pulled away and tried to walk away. One leg stood up, but the other did not.

His feet were frozen by the big ice block, and the solid ice under his feet was no longer the size of a basin. Not only that, Geer was horrified to find that the ice blocks under his feet were still expanding.

, and the underground part is no longer known how deep it is.

"If you don't pay attention to me, it's up to you! Children, Batman tells us that if you don't understand your opponent, you will suffer a big loss."

The ice front roared, and Geer didn't hear Leon's words at all. By the time he pulled his frozen feet out of the ice, the delay was enough for the ice picks to touch him.

The black sword danced wildly, and Geer had no choice but to save himself on the spot.

The attack came and went quickly. When Geer panted slightly and cut off all the ice picks, he looked up again. The sky was already densely packed with figures of the masked man, and

Each of them held a crude long-handled hammer in their hand.

In the sky, Leon's body flicked away a black turtle lying on his head, and said proudly: "You seem to be very accustomed to fighting alone, but you are not very adaptable to group battles. Every time you destroy the divine court,

, we try our best to break through them one by one, right?

Hahahaha! Then let my clones go greet you first.

The Fourth Disaster Brigade~Listen to my orders~Everyone is at his/her position~~

Eight-door Dunjia, open!!"

A kind of clone, as if they had drunk fake wine, howled and danced with a sledgehammer and rushed down.

As for Leon, he took out a pistol and said "biubiubiu" in his mouth, which was obviously a stroke of water.

After a few seconds, Leon seemed to have thought of something interesting. He laughed sinisterly, put away his pistol, and took out a large handful of various gems from his jacket pocket (actually from space).

"This time seems to be a good opportunity to practice practical operations, practice skills, and brush up on proficiency~"

An unpolished diamond bullet flew into the air, Leon made a seal with both hands, and a magic circle appeared.

"Summoning Technique: Baoyu!"

………………………………

In the backlight of a deserted stone platform, a man with a broken arm was holding a black long sword with his only remaining hand, breathing heavily.

Behind him, a song came from the distance: "Ah Li Lu! Build our country! Harry Lu! The athletes are majestic and heroic! Ah Li Lu...

Oh~ you are here. Is this shady place the cemetery you found for yourself?"

The man holding the sword looked back in despair. The sky and the earth were densely packed with enemies everywhere.