wandering in the ashes of meman

Chapter 165 Chapter 162

Chapter 165 Chapter 162
This time the ashes to the furnace of the primordial fire were not fruitless.

It is true that Ashes' current strength or the strength of the soul cannot bear the burning of the initial fire, but when that huge soul pours into Ashes' body, that soul has already become a part of Ashes' power.Crescent-shaped steel spaceships are flying all over the sky.

Not a large vehicle, but a small transport unit for a group of three.Small and flexible.As if getting rid of the shackles of gravity, it constantly shuttles back and forth in the sky.

"It's the Chitauri."

Hela on the side summoned the sword of the night sky and said calmly: "It can be regarded as an ancient race. They claim to be part of the cosmic immune system and belong to a very warlike and warlike race...but compared to At the beginning, they didn't seem to have made any progress at all."

I don't know about Thanos, or in other words, the rise of Thanos happened to be during the 5000 years when Hela was sealed.Therefore, regarding what happened to Chitauri and the current situation, Hela just stayed in the state thousands of years ago.The current Chitauri has completely become Thanos' running dog.

After hearing Hela's words, Ashes on the side nodded calmly.

He didn't have any in-depth ideas about all kinds of alien races.

Or, for now, Ashes is more concerned about how to collect enough souls.

Looking at the Chitauri army pouring out of the hole in the sky, through the visor, Ashes' eyes are slightly cold... The furnace is not far away, even at the feet of Ashes.

Perhaps because of the passage of time, the furnace burning with the primordial fire is the core, the core of the planet called "Earth".This also fundamentally explains why so many freaks and weird creatures can be born on this planet that has not even started the interstellar civilization.

But for now, this kind of thing seems to have no importance at all.

Ashes cared more about the soul power they could provide than their past.

Thinking about it, Ashes also opened his hands, looked at the sky, and then raised his right arm high.

Afterwards, the power of the soul began to dissipate, and the surging soul, like a tide, radiated towards all directions, and a substantial pressure enveloped people's hearts, heavy, as if the flow of the heart was not blood, But like mercury...

A moment later, some brilliant golden arcs flickered from Ashes' fingertips.But there was only that slight moment, and for a short time, people even wondered if they saw something wrong... But soon, the golden arc appeared again.Not from the palm of the hand, but from the armor of Ashes.

In order to fix the soul of Ashes, the original four kings each took out part of the king's soul and melted it into this armor.

And now, the souls of the king sleeping in that armor are also showing part of their original strength.

The golden thunder formed a spear, and the sun-like brilliance was full of devastating destructive power.The breath of life and the breath of destruction reached a strange balance.Then, without hesitation, he clenched the Thunder Spear in his hand, and threw the ashes towards the portal in the air.

Perhaps it was fate, when the ashes were thrown out, a Chitauri flyer just flew over here.Without the slightest obstacle, your steel-colored aircraft turned into a ball of sparks almost instantly.

It was as bright as the first ray of light that opened up the world, and the galloping power was burning a little.I don't know if it was because of the power, a huge storm was set off in the whole Manhattan.The vacuum created by the violent swipe created a violent backflow of air.The turbulent air made the surrounding space feel like a typhoon passing through.The warships that flew by unintentionally lost control in an instant because of the backflow of air, and a series of chemical reactions occurred in the collision.

The moment Thunder Spear touched the portal, the originally extremely stable portal experienced very obvious fluctuations.That feeling, as if watching TV suddenly caused the antenna to fail due to strong signal interference...

As if sensing this, Ashes controlled the Thunder Spear to restrain its strength.But even so, the moment Stormpike passed through the portal, there was uncontrollable turbulence at the edge of the portal.But under the high power output of the Cosmic Cube, it did not directly collapse after all.

And on the other side, the other end of the distant universe.Looking at the portal that suddenly fluctuated violently, Thanos, who thought everything would be easy, couldn't help but frown.

Then, a bright golden glow appeared from between the portals.On this ray of light, Thanos felt a huge threat and a terrifying vast energy.

In the dark universe, not only Thanos, but almost everyone is attracted by it.That seems to be the most intuitive embodiment of power, and it seems to be the real body of power.Or, it's not power, but "destruction"...

Under the gaze of all the people, the golden light underwent an astonishing change.Almost instantly, the lightning spear changed from one to two.It didn't stop, but continued to proliferate there.

One life two, two beget four, four beget eight...

When everyone came back to their senses, it wasn't just a few of them, the unbearably frightening golden light had already occupied all of their careers.

The warning rainbow light on the battleship kept flashing, and the loud noise from the alarm bell seemed to indicate how desperate the scene before him was.

then……

Boom boom boom! ! ! !

Sound cannot travel without a medium.However, the spaceship itself simulates the surface environment. With the destruction of the spaceship, a medium for sound transmission also appeared in this boundless space.

One huge battleship after another was constantly replaced by that huge spark, and the cosmic opera that only appeared in movies intuitively appeared here.And looking at his fleet that had been defeated and extinct almost instantly, Thanos clenched his fists.There was a cold light in his eyes - this light, he remembered why he was so familiar with it.

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After thinking about it, Blood Origin does not fit well with American comics... and to be honest, I don't want to write American comics anymore.And more importantly, none of the outlines I have prepared during this period of time are related to Meiman... I reckon that in the next book, I will write about other themes.

(End of this chapter)

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