Marvel's Magneto is a good guy

"Are you sure you're not kidding me?" Thor's eyes were fixed on the black crow, his expression a little ugly.

"What do you mean, you don't recognize that crow, right?" Eric sneered, and with a wave of his hand, he removed all the hair from the two-headed strange bird, then transformed into a sharp knife, disembowelled it, and melted a large amount of snow. , clean, cut and marinate

Sif and the Three Asgardian Warriors looked at the crow and then at the strange bird. They always felt that this was Eric killing the chicken to show the monkey. No, he was killing the bird to show the bird.

Eric seemed to be aware of their thoughts, and suddenly raised his head and smiled at them. Sif shuddered in fright, and dared not look any more. He stepped forward and stood beside Thor, "Thor, This is indeed His Majesty's raven."

"I know I even fed it bugs. Damn it." Thor was having trouble accepting that his father had turned into a crow that ate bugs, and his face was extremely ugly.

"Quack" Odin Crow looked at his son, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

"Odin, it's not without its benefits that you become a crow. At least, you can see it with both eyes." Eric mocked Odin while he was busy building a barbecue grill.

"You" the four members of the Immortal Palace glared at him, "You are not allowed to insult His Majesty."

"Your Majesty, I've done this too, Your Majesty," Eric muttered in a low voice so that few people could hear him.

The barbecue grill was set up, and Eric put the strange bird on it. The strange bird is very large, more than ten meters tall when standing, but Eric's barbecue grill is even bigger, twenty meters long, and it can be placed with another strange bird.

Eric waved his hand, and a faint blue flame suddenly ignited on the snow, blown by the cold wind, and the flame jumped tens of meters high, which shocked everyone.

"Leave me alone, you guys talk about your business. This chicken is a bit big. I'm afraid Hogan won't cook it properly, so I'll do it myself." Eric hurriedly hurriedly controlled the heat while constantly taking out the food from his pocket. Cumin noodles, chili powder, etc. are sprinkled on top, and soon the aroma of barbecue fills the ice field.

"It's so big, even if it's cooked, can we finish it?" The bearded Volstagg muttered in a low voice, but Eric heard it clearly.

Eric chuckled and said, "Yes, I definitely can. There will be many people coming soon."

"Who else is coming here?" Sif drew out her sword and pointed it at Eric, "Tell me, what is your purpose?"

"What purpose can I have? Can't I roast him?" Eric pointed at Odin Crow and sneered, which made the four members of the Asgard furious. They drew their weapons and were about to start fighting.

"Odin Bolson" roared from the sky, interrupting the attack of the foursome from Asgard, and Bol fell from the sky with his battle ax in hand.

"You are." The four people from the Asgard couldn't help but screamed when they saw Bol's familiar appearance. Thor looked at it carefully for a long time, his expression became more and more shocked, "You are, my grandfather. No, no, it can't be that he is dead. You will be Loki for thousands of years."

After Bol stood firm, he glared at Odin's crow angrily, but after seeing it, he was stunned again. Apparently he didn't expect that his son would become like this. Then, he saw Thor again, the familiar one. Divine power, the feeling of blood connection, told him who he was, "Thor, son of Odin."

"Yes, but, who are you?" Thor asked doubtfully.

"I am your grandpa"

Thor's face darkened, he raised Mjolnir, and a bolt of lightning struck Bol, "I am your uncle."

Bol waved away Thor's lightning, and was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "You bastard grandson, you are nothing compared to your father, so get down."

Bol struck down with an axe, and Thor raised Mjolnir to parry, but was directly pressed to the ground by the powerful force, unable to move.

"Thor" the Asgardian foursome screamed and launched an attack on Bor.

Odin's crow flew down, hovered among the battle group, and made two unpleasant sounds, "Quack!"

"What the hell do you mean, you can't speak human language." Bor slapped Odin's crow away, then looked at his hand in disbelief, and then at Odin.

While basting the barbecue, Eric watched the whole family having a lively fight. He was happy, "He gave up his body and divine power, and even planned to abandon his soul."

Bor glared at Eric, then turned to glare at Odin Crow, "You, you, you actually gave up the honor of the Asa clan, you bastard"

"Quack" Odin's crow was uninjured, patted the snow on its body with its wings, and stopped calmly on a branch.

"Hey, can you let me get up first?" Thor struggled to get up.

Bor snorted coldly and withdrew his divine power. Thor then slowly started running, standing between Bor and Odin Crow, looking at this and then at that, "So, you are really the dead man of my grandfather." Grandpa who has lived for more than years”

"You have only been dead for ten thousand years." Bol was furious, and raised his hand to slap Thor on the back of the head.

Thor shrank his neck and didn't dare to fight back. He no longer knew how to describe his mood at the moment. He couldn't help but whisper, "Weird things happen every year, especially this year. Dad turned into a crow and ten thousand people died." Grandpa Nian is resurrected again”

"What are you mumbling about?" Bol didn't hold his ears back, and he was so angry that he kicked Thor's ass again, until he was beaten to a pulp.

Eric laughed happily when he saw Thor's embarrassment. With a wave of one hand, one of the strange bird's legs was cut off and flew to Boer.

Boer was not polite and reached out to take the real thigh, which was more than five meters tall. He sat down on the ground and started chewing, "Why are you here?"

Eric shrugged and pointed at Odin's crow with his chin, "Just like you, ask him why he cheated."

"So, there's nothing we can do against him." Bol frowned and took a bite of bird meat. "Damn, this meat tastes so good. Give me some wine."

The bearded Volstagg curled his lips and said, "How can there be wine in this wilderness?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his nose trembled, and the strong aroma of wine almost took away his soul, "Asgard's wine."

Eric took out a few jars of good wine and distributed them to everyone, "It's not impossible, it depends on whether he wants to talk, if he doesn't want to talk, it's useless for us to bother."

"That's right." Boll took another sip of wine depressedly.

"Where are those poor guys who followed you?" Eric was talking about the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who followed Bol here. He sensed a circle and didn't find where they were.

Bor snorted coldly in disdain, and pointed to the top, "There are a lot of people outside who want to come in, and they are stopping them."

Eric nodded knowingly, and Killian's plan was considered a success, and the inaccessible Antarctic became lively.

At this moment, a bright silver armor approached from far away, and Iron Man arrived.

"Hey, you are having a barbecue party. Do you mind adding one more person? Oh my god, this chicken is so big."