American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

I don't want to agree!

Odin really wanted to say such a sentence. When he was young, he could indeed say such a sentence.

A cunning and treacherous dimension demon with a bankrupt reputation, who always touts his contract spirit.

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A supreme mage who seems to be a detached expert, doesn't care about anything in his heart, but is more ruthless than anyone else when it comes to薅羊毛.

An Ascender who has just started, has great potential in the future, but has already initially formed his own unique style of doing things.

A...? Forget it, a bald, one-eyed mortal is not worth wasting energy and saliva on. The only memorable thing about the other party is that he is one-eyed like himself. After all, in this world, there is a law that only one-eyed people have a chance to become big shots. But this law does not apply to this mortal in front of him. There are energy fluctuations on his body, but the intensity is not high or much.

How could Odin not worry about such a group of people suddenly joining forces to participate in the affairs of the Nine Realms?

Although he doesn't know the saying that it's easy to invite gods but difficult to send them away, he understands the principle. These partners cannot honestly help restore the Nine Realms without doing anything. If he really relies on them, the Nine Realms will probably be like a sieve, with loopholes everywhere.

Odin can even guess what these people are eyeing in the Nine Realms.

Mephisto is eyeing the souls of the Nine Realms. It's just that the creatures of the Nine Realms generally return to Hela's underworld.

The Supreme Mage is eyeing the energy of the other Nine Realms. Although she doesn't lack energy now, not lacking is never equal to being satisfied and having enough.

Luke, unsurprisingly, is eyeing the knowledge and resources of the Nine Realms.

As for Nick? Odin did not comment on this coattail rider. He is not happy to analyze what is in the mind of a mortal, which would make him feel offended.

But if the three of them work together, will the Nine Realms really still be Asgard's Nine Realms?

Odin doubted it very much.

"I've heard a prophecy called Ragnarok," Mephisto said suddenly, looking at Odin's uncertain face.

"What do you want to say?"

Ragnarok, this is the biggest source of Odin's sense of crisis. Mephisto's blunt exposure of this layer made Odin involuntarily think that Mephisto was threatening him, and a sense of resistance arose in his heart.

"Since Ragnarok is inevitable, why not cooperate once? Energy Bank, you are also a major shareholder," Mephisto spread his hands. He was just short of saying, 'You can make a fortune to prepare for a comeback in the future.'

Anyway, you are only the nominal master of the Nine Realms.

Odin understood Mephisto's words, and Loki behind him also understood Mephisto's words, while Thor was confused and affected by the so-called news of Ragnarok, and was thinking in the wrong direction.

Loki looked at Mephisto with a strange expression. The other party's proposal undoubtedly conformed to the interests of Asgard, but it was a bit of a坑 to the other Nine Realms. If some accident caused problems with the loans of the other Nine Realms, it would not be a matter of winning once.

"I need to see the plan and discuss it with the other kings," Odin relented after a moment of silence, but he also set a time limit: "But everything needs to be done after defeating the Dark Elf coalition."

"I can provide a demon mercenary army, absolutely loyal! Don't worry about their casualties!" Mephisto seemed to have expanded his ideas because of his cooperation with Luke, and opened the door to a new world. He now sees broad prospects in everything. Those powerful or unruly guys under his command used to give him headaches, but now, they all seem quite cute.

"The number of mages is not very large at present, but when needed, I can provide multiple mage teleportation squads," Gu Yi pondered for a moment and said.

"Extraordinary equipment, mechanical army, biological weapons," Luke said easily. These were all assistance he had signed with Thor before, and he had been paid for it. He even outsourced some of it. After all, for the sake of the future, he had to cultivate some vassals. Some of the less profitable, less technically advanced, and influential Hebron reputations can all be thrown to these vassal companies.

That's right, it's the Midgard enterprises represented by giants such as Osborne.

Warriors, logistics, equipment suppliers.

Odin argued with Mephisto and the others about deeper-level interests, and finally, in the midst of the quarrel, the first Nine Realms Assistance Agreement and the Hell Dimension Demon Mercenary Agreement in this universe were officially signed in harmony and satisfaction.

Throughout the meeting, Thor felt his head buzzing. He had received too much information, which made him a little dizzy. He vowed that next time, he would rather carry Mjolnir to fight Malekith alone than attend this kind of meeting full of calculations and schemes.

Thinking this, he turned his head to look at his brother, wanting to get the same feeling response from him, but what he saw was his brother Loki's eyes, which were so bright that he was scared.

Loki liked this kind of meeting very much. Without fighting, he could achieve his goals just by cutting and transferring interests. This way of solving problems by using his brain instead of brute force was very popular and loved by him.

Odin glanced at his two sons with different thoughts, sighed in his heart, and felt a little tired.

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"Be careful, don't damage these eggs!"

Asgardian soldiers transported black [urns] one by one from a hazy rainbow bridge halo. Next to them, the black urns neatly arranged and stacked against the wall were densely packed. Under the shouts of the leader Hogan, the Asgardian soldiers carefully placed the black urns they were holding in the designated open space.

The empty space was filled with at least thousands of black urns. Each of these black urns was half a man's height, about four feet high, and weighed four pounds. There were some patterns on the black urns, and the Asgardian soldiers placed these black urns according to the patterns.

"Is this Luke's Rainbow Bridge? It seems to be different from the Immortal Palace's Rainbow Bridge." The tall Volstagg, like a small giant, walked over fully armed. His belly was big, his face was full of brownish-yellow beard, and his voice was thick and heavy. He looked at the Rainbow Bridge that glowed black like a light wall, blinked his eyes, and gestured.

"It's just another application of the Rainbow Bridge mode. If you want, our Rainbow Bridge can be like this too. After all, the core devices of our Rainbow Bridge and Luke's Rainbow Bridge are from the same source. They were all made by the same person." Hogan patted Volstagg's big belly, signaling him to move aside and make some space for the soldiers. His huge body made the space, which was not crowded, a little crowded.

"Let me see, is this the assistance Luke gave us? These black jars?" Volstagg moved away a little, not blocking the way for the busy soldiers. He looked at the black urns placed around, and asked in a muffled voice. When asking, his eyes were still a little disappointed. In his opinion, Luke's support should be some extraordinary weapons and equipment. These black urns, which were carefully handled for fear of breaking, really made Volstagg feel uneasy.

"They are not black jars, but some kind of insect eggs contained in special materials," Hogan replied while supervising the surroundings.

"Insect eggs?" Volstagg wiped his beard, "What's the use of that? To eat?"

"Eat, eat, eat, you always think about eating." Hogan rolled his eyes: "According to Luke, this is some kind of very dangerous biological weapon. They have strong parasitic and reproductive abilities. The maturity period is short, the vitality is strong, and the better the physique of the host they parasitize, the stronger the mature body will be."

"How strong? Have you seen it?" Volstagg became interested.

"It's a very disgusting creature, you wouldn't want to be an opponent of them." Hogan's face changed when he recalled some unbearable scene, and he replied hurriedly.

Just as Volstagg wanted to say something more, a black, huge creature's head protruded from the black Rainbow Bridge. Several Asgardian soldiers, pulling chains as thick as arms and imprinted with mage spells, nervously led the black behemoth out of the Rainbow Bridge.

After the black behemoth protruded its entire body from the Rainbow Bridge, even Volstagg couldn't help but shuddered when he saw the other party's appearance. Although his brain was not as good as Hogan's, he had his own set of experience and perception in distinguishing what creatures were dangerous, following Thor in his conquests.

He currently felt some kind of powerful threat from the other party, as if he had been singled out by the most powerful ice beast.

The black behemoth's body was a bit bloated, but it still looked streamlined and perfect. Its height was at least seven meters when standing upright, as high as a small building. A nimble and powerful tail swayed behind it. Its body was like a layer of black, smooth shell. The head was spindle-shaped and streamlined, with a mouth full of sharp teeth, like a shark in the sea. The saliva dripping from its mouth corroded holes in the floor of the Immortal Palace. A sapphire gem was inlaid on its forehead, and it lazily scanned the surroundings, moving its feet and walking towards the new nest that Asgard had arranged for it under the guidance of the Immortal Palace soldiers.

After the black behemoth walked away, the suddenly quiet space seemed to regain some vitality and liveliness.

"My God! This beast is a good mount! Did you see the way it looked at me just now? It seems to have a high level of intelligence!" Volstagg made a fuss and excitedly grabbed Hogan's shoulder and shook it while shouting loudly.

"Mount? No, no, no, she is not a mount! Also, let go of your hand, you barbarian!" Hogan, whose bones were aching from Volstagg's grip, repeatedly slapped his hand holding his shoulder several times, while correcting his concept and urging him.

"Then what is it?" Volstagg let go of his hand as he was told. Hogan's attack was painless to him.

"A mother," Hogan took a deep breath and replied.

"Don't understand," Volstagg scratched the back of his head, with a silly smile on his face.

"What do you know besides eating?" Hogan rubbed his sore shoulder and said helplessly.

"Fight!" Volstagg raised his arm and made a muscle bulging gesture.

"Okay, okay," Hogan gave a perfunctory response and brought the topic back to the previous one: "That is the mother of these insect eggs. She is part of the deal. She has a high hunting intelligence and is very dangerous. You better not provoke her."

"Will it go to the battlefield with us?" Volstagg glanced at the direction where the mother disappeared.

"No, unless it comes to the last step, otherwise she can only be strictly protected by us as a breeding machine." Hogan shook his head. As the person in charge of the handover with Luke Hebron, he had read the relevant information about the Brood subspecies mother given to him by Luke.

"Breeding machine?" Volstagg widened his eyes.

"She is not a normal creature, but a dangerous Zerg that Luke has modulated with technology and strengthened in certain aspects! They have powerful lethality, superb hunting ability, and tenacious vitality. From these aspects, they are quite excellent biological weapons. Luke has embedded the ant colony organization gene in her genes. This mother is equivalent to the existence of an ant queen and a bee queen. By mastering her, we can be considered to control these biological weapons. We will tell her the plan, and she will be responsible for driving her subgroup to implement it," Hogan explained.

Of course, unless the scale goes up, otherwise these Brood subspecies insect swarms that have been castrated by Luke will not be able to eliminate the Dark Elf coalition in the short term.

"Sounds good, what do we have to do?" Volstagg shrugged and added: "I mean, how do we use these black jars?"

"They are currently in a dormant state. We only need to find the Dark Elf's camp, and then use the Rainbow Bridge to transport these black urns over, release the dormant mode, and temporarily let them play on their own," Hogan said in a light tone: "This is just a means to delay the other party and buy us time. Hebron is still producing other equipment and weapons."

"That's good, what does it eat?" Volstagg was still a little obsessed with the Brood insect queen. The shell full of violent beauty was memorable. Just like people seeing tigers and lions up close.

"Let me think." Hogan looked up and thought for a moment, "According to Luke, this Zerg eats everything, and the diet is very mixed. From ore to metal, from flesh and blood to plants, it can swallow them and convert them into energy. It's just a matter of energy conversion efficiency. We currently use energy raw liquid mixed with some extraordinary metals as its food. The eggs produced in this way will have more tenacious vitality and be more powerful."

"I always thought Luke was playing with mechanical manufacturing. What about Fandral and Sif? I haven't seen them for a long time?" Volstagg mumbled vaguely.

"Fandral and Sif have their own things to do. They are in charge of the cooperation and docking with the lords of the Hell Dimension and the Supreme Mage of Midgard," Hogan said.

"That is to say, only me, only me has not been arranged to do anything?" Volstagg looked at Hogan, who was busy calculating and supervising, blinked his eyes, and said in disbelief.