American comic world demon hunter

"That was the best blanket I ever got back from Atlantis."

Seeing the blanket Dante used to wrap Captain America, Arthur's heart almost broke.

"And the best coral beds I've ever carried back from Atlantis"

"It's okay, Arthur. Anyway, you brought all these things back from Atlantis. If you don't like anything, then you can change it again. This is my comrade, don't be stingy on him."

"Hell"

Being complained harshly by Namor made Arthur a little unhappy. Arthur patted the table casually, and then he picked up the wine on the table.

"Dante, you are Dante, right? If it's over, come over and drink. I rarely drink these wines stolen from Atlantis. They are very precious."

"Precious shit, if you become the King of the Sea, then these are all yours, and you can own the entire sea."

"Then you can go back to the coast and pick up girls, right, Namor?"

"You two are really interesting"

Watching the two people bickering, Dante let go of Cap and sat on the chair. Most of the food Arthur prepared was seafood. This is the Arctic Circle, and the shrimp and cod here are delicious.

Less than ten seconds after he sat down, Dante had already grabbed three shrimps and put them into his mouth. He didn't peel them, but just chewed them. After all, peeling them was too easy for him.

"It tastes great and it's fresh. It's great. Guys, to thank you for your hospitality, I decided to share the food I prepared with you."

After eating three shrimps, Dante opened Pandora, and Pandora suddenly turned into a dining car, with enough pizza and sundaes on it, and of course, wine and mud.

Wait, what the hell is mud?

That's right, at this time, both Arthur and Namor looked at the mud that jumped out of Pandora in confusion. The mud that had been kept locked up by Dante had already been suffocated, and it couldn't wait to rush to Dante. Wanton fun on top of head

"What the hell is this? I've never seen this kind of fish."

"That's obviously not a fish, but a creature on land. But I haven't seen it before. Dante, what the hell is your pet?"

Arthur and Namor couldn't wait to reach out their hands. They wanted to put Mudba in their hands and play with them. Seeing their hands getting closer and closer, Mudba rolled his eyes in an anime style with disdain.

Mud jumped over Dante's head. In the past, it used this trick to avoid the big hands of Dante's friends who wanted to ravage him, but this time, he failed.

"Ouch, this little thing can still dance, haha"

Niba jumped up to avoid it and was immediately held in Namor's hand. Namor kneaded Niba's body with interest on his face.

"Very soft, like a woman's hair"

Namor commented after kneading for a while, and his comment made Arthur's eyes red.

"Is it true? Let me try it, quickly"

"Here, you seventy-eight-year-old virgin"

"Shit, don't use that word to describe me. Damn it, I just haven't met the woman worth my life to protect."

Arthur explained with a blushing face, and then he held the mud in the palm of his hand. He kneaded it carelessly, and the expression on his face gradually turned to enjoyment.

"Oh my god, is this what Naizi feels like?"

"Haha, poor Arthur"

Seeing how Arthur was so excited that he couldn't control himself, Namor smiled and shook his head, while Dante, until now, he had only come out of the shocking thing of hearing that Arthur was a virgin in his seventies.

"This is Mudba, the pet I brought back from the universe."

Dante, who had recovered, explained something to Arthur, who looked satisfied. As for Arthur, he was almost immersed in kneading the mud and couldn't extricate himself.

"Don't worry about him, Dante, come on, drink, let's talk about our affairs, he still has to play for a while."

Namor said, pushing the wine glass towards Dante, who took it and took a sip. The color of the wine was very white, a bit like milk, but it felt very moist in the mouth, and it was very strong when you tasted it carefully.

"Good wine, damn it, what kind of wine is this? This is my first time drinking it."

"Haha, of course you won't drink this kind of wine anywhere else, this is whale milk wine"

"Whale milk, so whales also have milk? I have only drank milk."

Dante couldn't help but sigh, they are indeed the people of the Hai tribe who live on the bottom of the sea. Just like the Chinese and Mongolian mare's milk wine, the Hai tribe's specialty whale milk wine

"Whales are mammals, so of course they have milk, but whale milk generally has too much fat content, so without a scientific production method, its milk cannot be brewed into wine."

"It seems that you have this technology, man, this whale milk wine tastes great and mellow."

"And it's very nutritious, haha. This is the inheritance of Atlantis for tens of thousands of years. Although I don't like that country, I like their wine very much. Those wines are far better than what I drink on the ground."

Namor yelled loudly. He is an alcoholic who never drinks or has fun. You can also see this from his character. He likes to talk big, fight, and be vain. These are common among people who drink. Personality, especially of drunk people

After two glasses of wine, Dante picked up the jug and filled it for himself. The taste of whale milk wine was much more fragrant than ordinary wine, but the aroma was not like gin, because gin was fragrant. Disgusting.

At this moment, a person who was supposed to be dead was slowly waking up. His world was still dark, but his hearing made him involuntarily listen to the sounds around him.

He is Steve Rogers, Captain America, the world's recognized first superhero. He is not the strongest one. Even on the battlefield, his strength is not as strong as many of his comrades, such as Captain Werewolf, and Neptune Namor, what's more, he is not even as good as a woman. Of course, the woman wearing armor and holding a shield is simply a god among people.

But nothing can stop him from embarking on the path of the greatest hero. When he is weak enough to be blown down by the wind, his heart is towards the light, and when he has strong power, he is the light.

"I am Captain America's nightmare, but I should be dead"

The moment he woke up, he instinctively thought in his mind. Even though he had definitely felt his awakening, it was still difficult for him to accept this fact.

"I rushed into the Arctic Ocean with the Cosmic Cube, together with that plane, but why am I here now? Damn it, I'm awake, but why can't I move my fingers, or even my toes, please move them."

He kept roaring in his heart, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move at all. He just lay like that, unable even to open his eyes.

"I'm sorry, honey, I may have to break the appointment. I owe you a dance, and the time may be forever. I love you."

He thought, as if he was about to fall asleep at any moment, but he seized the moment when he woke up and hung himself desperately to prevent himself from falling into coma. He tried hard to keep his brain active. In his memory, he was driving with something The plane capable of destroying the world rushed into the bottom of the sea. Is he in the sea now?

No, it wasn't, because he heard a voice, and it was a very charming male voice.

"Let's get down to business, man, we've had a lot to drink after all."

What is business? What about my solution? Have I been rescued by an organization, Naked, or something else? Also, is the Cosmic Cube still there? Will it be obtained by this group of people? Damn it, I gotta move

Captain America, who heard someone talking, tried desperately to struggle, but he couldn't feel his body at all. He could only listen silently to the continuous conversation of others.

"Business, what business, is that why you came to Atlantis to find me, Dante?"

Dante, who is Dante, the Divine Comedy?

"Namor, I'm not looking for you by name, I'm just looking for the King of Atlantis."

"I just want to tell you, I want to hear the real story from your mouth."

Namor, it’s Namor’s voice. Namor is here. Great. Am I saved? If Namor is here, no one can hurt me. I should have been found by my country.

Rogers was excited when he heard Namor's voice and name. It was his trusted comrade. He struggled much less vigorously now because he believed that where Namor was, he would not be harmed.

So, he gave up struggling and instead lay there slowly recovering while listening quietly.

"You know Asgard, right? I came here on behalf of my friend. Some changes have taken place in Asgard some time ago."

Asgard, if my university reading is correct, Asgard should be the kingdom of God in Norse mythology. Are they talking about art? Hitler looted a lot of art. Is there a batch of them depicting Norse mythology? The artworks are controlled by Namo. I will wake up soon. Namor, when I get up, I will take them back with you.

"Change, what a big change, you know, I've been at the bottom of the sea, so you'd better tell me clearly"

"The changes are not small. I killed Odin. You must have heard of Odin."

"what"

"what"

At this moment, Rogers heard two shocked voices, and Rogers was equally shocked, Odin, Asgard, hell, am I comatose these days, in addition to the Red Skull, a new one was born, with Odin as the Is there an evil organization with a code name?

"Don't be surprised, guys, Odin was indeed killed by me, not long ago in the Pearl of China."

"Oh my God, are you sure you killed Odin, the king of Asgard in Norse mythology? The Odin who ruled the nine realms including the earth. This is so ridiculous."

This is Namor's voice, and Namor's words have already made Rogers confused. What the hell, the nine realms including the earth, the main god of Norse mythology, this is obviously a joke, and Namor actually takes it as a serious matter with others. come and talk

"It's nothing ridiculous, Namor. I killed Odin. At the same time, in the process of fighting Odin, I accidentally injured 700,000 lives in the Pearl. That damn Odin made me do a big mistake, and I Making up for it now”

Seven hundred thousand

Hearing the man say this, Rogers, who was lying down, was immediately shocked. He couldn't help but burst into anger. Damn it, in his eyes, the guy who was talking now was clearly a terrifying executioner.

Even if the massacre in Nanjing, China, those Japanese beasts massacred the entire Nanjing without mercy, the tragedy they caused did not reach the number of 700,000. Damn it, the person who spoke must be an oriental terror even more evil than The leader of the organization, why would Namor associate with such a person?

Steve Rogers wanted to get up and kill the person who spoke, but he couldn't feel his body at all. All he could do was continue to listen.

"Seven hundred thousand, not seventy"

This is Namor's voice.

"Indeed, seven hundred thousand. After Odin's death, Hela, the god of death in the nine realms who was sealed by Odin, escaped. In Asgard now, Hela and Asgard's Loki are fighting against each other. They will Asgard was divided into two parts, and Hela owned the Rainbow Bridge, which made it difficult for Loki and others to leave Asgard."

"I don't know Loki, Dante. I don't care about them. As long as they are not on earth, I don't care how they fight. I just want to ask, how did you do it? I mean, kill so many people." There are so many people, and you carry countless lives on your hands, and how on earth do you manage to drink without changing your expression? If it were me, I would want to cut off my own head as a memorial."

Namor cursed, and Rogers agreed with Namor's words. A person who does such evil deeds, no matter what the reason is, cannot cover up his sins.

"Otherwise, what else? If it weren't for me, Odin would probably slaughter half of the earth. Of course, if it weren't for me, Odin might never go to war with the earth. In any case, he is dead and I am alive. Now we have to What I’m talking about is not the story in my mouth, but what I’m about to say. Namor, I came to Atlantis on behalf of Loki. This is your kingdom, and I hope you will lead your people to stand up. Together with Loki, we will reenact the cooperation of the nine realms, let humans and elves, dwarves and giants stand together, and finally build a new rainbow bridge."

Hearing this, Rogers was completely confused. He could not understand more and more what Namor and others were talking about. Is Rainbow Bridge synonymous with some kind of battle plan? Does Asgard refer to a certain place? Are gods like Odin and Loki used to refer to a certain leader? How has the war developed? Even if I stopped the final conspiracy, have I not changed the direction of the war?

Thinking like this, Rogers' heart was filled with sadness. Whether it was the disaster he heard about the death of 700,000 people, or a plan called the Rainbow Bridge, it proved that Rogers' dream had not yet been realized, and the war was still going on, even if Hydra has failed, and there is also an evil organization codenamed the Nordic Gods that is developing. Rogers really wants to stand up earlier and crush them with his shield.

"Dante, you are going to be disappointed. I will not agree to your request. I will never lead my people to rebuild the Rainbow Bridge. It is absolutely impossible."

Steve Rogers was extremely pleased to hear Namor's rejection. Great, his comrade Namor did not disappoint him. Namor did not agree to the invitation of this mysterious organization. He refused.

"Okay, forget it if you don't agree. I'm not an Asgardian anyway. When I became Loki's friend, I was also a friend of his enemy Hela, haha."

Listening to what the so-called Dante said, Steve kept thinking, does Dante have other conspiracies? At the same time, he manipulates opposing forces in the organization called Asgard. This method is not more successful than the Red Skull. Come on, damn, I wish I were awake. I can feel that there aren't many people around. If I wake up, I can help Namor solve this big problem of Dante.

As Steve thought about it, he actually took a sharp breath. The thawing of his body allowed his lungs to resume their function, which made him take deep breaths.

"he woke up"

The moment Captain America woke up, Dante looked directly behind him. He saw Captain America take a deep breath and spit out a large mouthful of seawater, and then he heard Arthur's scream.

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