witcher in marvel

Chapter 435 Almighty City
As the gathering center of the God Realm on Earth, the Almighty City is very similar to Asgard, with ancient, modern, and futuristic styles.

The Almighty City refuses mortals to enter. Even if it is Kama Taj, only the Supreme Mage is eligible to enter here. Other mages—even the secret masters like Modu and Casillas are not qualified to set foot on the Almighty City. city.

However, Bai Jinglan has the Eye of Agamotto as a token, which can be regarded as the spokesperson of the supreme mage. When entering here, he will not be obstructed by any gods, saving him a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"Shencheng seems to be very deserted, and no one can see it..."

Bai Jinglan murmured in his heart, but he didn't have time to browse the city of God. After entering the city, he rushed all the way to the library in the center of the city.

This is a building full of sacred aura, majestic, with dazzling brilliance on the top, which makes people feel insignificant.

That is the brilliance of knowledge!
Bai Jinglan walked through the shining crystal gate, and in front of him was an empty hall, full of Gothic style layout, lined up with endless rows of bookshelves, and the bookshelves were full of various books.

The third fragment of the Godhead of the Evernight Goddess was stored in this maze of knowledge.

"Strange little guy."

In the empty sky, there was a voice.

Immediately, an old man with long hair and beard and wearing a light yellow robe quickly descended from the radiance above.

The old man looked at him calmly: "If you want to borrow books from here, you need the consent of the gods."

Bai Jinglan looked at him: "Hull?"

The old man didn't answer, but his haughty expression had already indicated his identity.

"If you really keep all the knowledge in the world, you should know the purpose of my coming here." Bai Jinglan said straightforwardly, "Zeus once entrusted you to keep an object containing energy, and I want to take it away."

Like the dimension lord, every god king of the protoss can be omniscient and omnipotent when he is in his own territory. The administrator of the supreme library is not strong, and he is probably not as good as Thor, but in In this hall of knowledge, he will also have the ability of omniscience, so Bai Jinglan doesn't talk nonsense at all.

"Knowing everything and knowing everything are two different things. I know you have been guided by Athena, and I also know that Nyx will come to take away the 'Long Night of the Past', but..." Hull said lightly, "I promise It's Zeus, not Athena, so I can't give you the 'Long Night of the Past'. Also, I have hidden the 'Long Night of the Past', and it will never be found by Nyx. , you don't need to know anything else."

"You should know the consequences of Nyx's return, right?" Bai Jinglan frowned slightly, "Nyx is not only threatening Olympus, she is threatening the entire reality, you can't protect the 'Long Night of the Past' of!"

Hull was unmoved: "The gods are constantly fighting among themselves, and the parliament never interferes..."

Bai Jinglan's eyes flickered, and while chatting nonsense with the librarian, he was looking for fragments of the godhead.

He absorbed some of Nyx's godhead fragments, and should be able to track down other godhead fragments.

Bai Jinglan's eyes seemed to be transformed into the night, and he quickly flicked across the rows of bookshelves, following the light in the depths of his heart, searching for the power of the same root, but unfortunately found nothing.

The old guy said the fragments were hidden, and if everything in a room can be seen, where are the things hidden?
Then I can only... let it stay with me!
If Bai Jinglan was thinking, he turned his eyes back and locked on the old man in front of him.

In an instant, his eyes were pitch black, as if they had merged into the night.

However, in the depths of the endless darkness, a strange brilliance, like a dark star, shone in the dark night.

Saw!
In Hull's body!

"I will keep the past long night', please leave as soon as possible!"

Hull maintains the majesty of God, but as a pseudo-omniscient, he knows very well that he can't beat the one in front of him, so he can only use the name of the gods to expel him.

Suddenly, the bookshelf behind him climbed up a layer of fine cracks like glass.

In the next moment, a person somewhat similar to "Mediterranean" rushed out of the shattered space.

At the same time, a thick mist rolled, enveloping the library.

"Doros!"

Bai Jinglan's heart moved, he stepped lightly, and rushed towards Hull in an instant.

However, when he rushed in front of Hull, Hull and Dolos disappeared like soap bubbles in a blink of an eye.

The Mists of Doros again!

After being shrouded in this fog, all senses will be disabled.

Doros's strength will not exceed Apat's, and his speed cannot surpass Bai Jinglan, but the fog of Doros has caused him to have a deviation of consciousness, so that he watched Hull being taken away.

Bai Jinglan stood where he was, pondered for a moment, and closed his eyes.

His perception can be deceived, but the connection between the godhead fragments he absorbed and the godhead fragments in Hull's body cannot be concealed!

"found it!"

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In Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, there is a very famous building - Independence Hall, also known as Independence Hall, it is just a traditional two-story Georgian red brick building, with white doors and windows, spires, inlaid between the main house and the tower With a big clock, it looks unpretentious.

However, it was in this unpretentious building that Washington declared the "Declaration of Independence", then drafted the U.S. Constitution here, and later became the command center of the War of Independence. It has a very important commemorative significance in the history of the United States.

Because of its special historical significance, Independence Hall has become a famous scenic spot in Philadelphia. Almost every 10 minutes, there are guides to lead tourists to visit.

Today, however, Independence Hall is busier than ever.

After more than two centuries, George Washington once again stood on the rostrum.

The last time he stood here, he announced the "Declaration of Independence" and guided the American War of Independence. This time he stood here, preparing to destroy the country he built with his own hands.

All the attendees are the president.

There are nearly forty presidents of the past generations of the United States—the dead presidents, and more than half of them are gathered here.

In addition, the current president of the United States also participated in the meeting.

Of course, this unlucky president did not come voluntarily, but was carried by a bunch of undead presidents.

A group of strange undead presidents, holding beer, wine, and cigars in their mouths, are like a group of gangsters at a party, discussing whether to destroy the country.

The only living president is like a little shou, surrounded by a group of ghosts, afraid to make a sound or move, for fear of being stabbed to death by the senior next to him.

"Silence! Silence!"

Washington knocked on the table vigorously, summing up the meeting, "Everyone agrees to destroy the country and start over, right?"

"Yes! Yes!"

"Of course I agree!"

A group of undead presidents raised their glasses together and paid tribute to the father of the nation on the rostrum in the posture of a parliamentary quarrel.

"The proposal was unanimously approved and implemented immediately!!"

With black eyes streaming out of Washington's eyes, he announced loudly, "We will destroy this country and start over to build it into the country we like!"

Bang! !

The closed door was lifted, and a gentle voice sounded.

"Sorry, Mr. Presidents, your vote is so indecent, we will not support it!"

Coulson walked in from the door with a group of radish heads, looked at the incumbent president who was caught in the middle, and breathed a sigh of relief.

When he got the news that the undead president was attacking the Congress, he immediately took the little radish heads to DC, but unfortunately it was still a step too late. The current president was kidnapped by the undead presidents, and now the White House is already fried.

Fortunately, the unlucky president was just frightened and didn't seem to have been abused.

Hmm... He still had a beer in his hand, so he shouldn't have been hurt.

"It's you guys again!"

President Lincoln, who escaped from Black Widow and Hawkeye, jumped to Coulson's side in a flash, raised his hand and shot, and a bullet went straight to his forehead

puff!
The magic bullet fell into the "mud" and was blocked in front of Coulson.

"Sorry, Mr. President."

Coulson sighed helplessly, waved his hand lightly, protected his "Moon Essence Essence", and immediately turned into a machete, cutting Lincoln who was close at hand into two pieces.

Of course, this method cannot eliminate the undead.

Coulson had expected it, and waved behind him: "Children, let's use your strength to the fullest!"

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(End of this chapter)