Marvel's Great Old Ones

Tuk Tuk Tuk…

SHIELD, Trident Building, a tired-looking Nick Fury opened the door to the infirmary and saw a one-armed man sitting on the bedside with a calm or numb expression.

The black man waved his hand freely and moved a bench. After sitting down, he carefully observed the man's facial expression and his left arm, which only had his shoulder.

"Frank, they said you woke up at five o'clock and you've been sitting here ever since."

Frank, wearing a white hospital gown and sitting on the hospital bed, ignored his friend's words and just looked through the window at the people hurriedly coming and going downstairs.

Yesterday's battle really consumed too much of his energy, and he directly faced that dark and twisted monster. As soon as he got on the plane, the breath in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he fainted in an instant, and was vaguely taken away. S.H.I.E.L.D. treats the wound.

The black man did not feel unhappy because of the silence. He understood the feeling of his friend suddenly losing his left hand, because he had also experienced such confusion when he lost his eye due to an "accident".

What's more, this man who walked out of the battlefield of blood and fire also saw the monster that was simply a source of mental pollution. The two were not the same style of painting at all.

He believed that the opponent would not sink just because he had a broken arm, because he was a warrior, a true iron-blooded soldier. There were many things that could defeat the opponent, but this kind of crippling blow would never be included.

That man was just a little confused. The concepts he had adhered to for so many years were rapidly collapsing and being recast, allowing him to face the illusory knowledge entrenched in his memory instead of being gradually alienated.

The only sounds left in the room were the breathing of the two people and the sound of the machine running. After a long time, the silent man finally spoke and made a hoarse, low voice.

"Is he all right?"

Of course Nick Fury knows who he is, the superhero Daredevil who always wears a reddish-brown leather suit. In SHIELD, it is no longer a secret that the man named Matt Murdock has entered the S.H.I.E.L.D. team a long time ago. In the sights of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"The one called Daredevil? His condition is much better than yours. He should be awake by now."

"anything else?"

"and also……"

Nick Fury didn't answer what else, but Frank knew in his heart that the lame sniper who liked to smoke, the rebellious son of Old Carl, was dead, and he couldn't even bring his body back.

He had already prepared to die when he set foot on the battlefield decades ago. Whether he died in battle or his teammates died in battle, in fact, the lame man was not the first one. Not the last one. ъ

"Who is that guy?"

"Who?"

Nick Fury went to the water dispenser to get two glasses of water and sat next to the hospital bed.

"You mean that yellow man, his name is Li Xiu."

The man waved his hand and refused the offered water, turning his head and looking calmly into the black man's eyes, which were calm at all times.

"Do you know his identity and his power?"

Frank's tone was calm and had nothing to do with hatred, he was just collecting information about the man who defeated him.

"of course."

Nick Fury's tone was sincere and sincere, because if he hadn't misjudged that guy's strength, Frank and the others would not have suffered such a big blow.

He had long known that there was something wrong with this operation, and he kept floating in the air on a stealth fighter jet, so that he could find a way to save these people at the last moment.

Unfortunately, it's still a little late.

Thinking of this, Nick Fury glanced at the man's missing arm with regret.

After all, it is the highest power that can be fought for now, and it is also the kind of power that truly belongs to the human group.

However, that guy's power is really scary!

It was an almost devastating one-sided beating. These two beings who could represent the pinnacle of normal human beings had no power to resist when facing the monster.

"The man named Li Xiu is the real controller of Jishitang and the founder behind the Church of the Fool in Hell's Kitchen. It is even said that he is the god of the Church of the Fool."

Thinking of the huge phoenix chopped off by the samurai and the huge dragon shadow chopped off by Li Xiu, Nick Fury couldn't help but touch his pocket. Inside was a BB machine that placed his greatest hope and trust.

"You know his power!?"

Frank looked at the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. sitting by the bed, looking into his calm eyes, with a hint of inexplicable emotion in his tone.

After all, he was still affected by last night's despair.

As long as he closes his eyes, he will see that man whose whole body is blazing, holding up a turbid and disgusting flame, destroying everything, rushing towards him and towards where he is.

Those colorful red and black hooks formed this gorgeous and mysterious existence, with its dark horns and blood-colored pupils, drowning everything in his dream.

He knew that the nightmare was the psychological shadow left behind by him last night. It and him were like roots, taking root and sprouting in his head, growing wantonly.

Fear, this emotion that he had abandoned for many years, began to flood the ocean of reason again.

This long-lost feeling even made him tremble constantly. Faced with this power, he finally felt excited.

He originally thought that he would eventually be shrouded in dark clouds for the first half of his life, knowing how to avenge his family and then reunite.

Now, he seems to have other pursuits in his heart, such as, can this god be resurrected?

Frank lowered his head, his eyes flickering, and the gloomy and depressed feeling in his body was dissipated a lot, making the worried director of SHIELD breathe a sigh of relief.

He originally thought that his stubborn friend would change again because of what happened tonight, or that this man made of steel would be completely broken and defeated by these despairs.

……

Unlike other insects living blindly in this world, Li Xiu always believed that he was a great person who had escaped from low-level taste. He was leading mankind in a greater direction. He made those who were small, humble, ignorant, and ugly The fellows can share the truth and eternal glory with him.

During this period, those who obstructed him were just more stupid, greedy and depraved guys. They had no chance of salvation. In the flames of the times, they would all turn into blazing embers and never be able to escape.

In the concept of existence, life and death are only narrow definitions, which are self-righteous truths obtained by human beings and most living beings based on their own narrow cognition.

"Ah, I am so great that I am so generous that I allow those dirty and despicable people to be stained with this supreme glory. Through the relationship between food and eaters, I merge with the perfect me, and finally we ascend together and transcend existence."

Li Xiu was sitting in front of the long marble dining table wearing an ancient style and luxurious suit from the world of Cthulhu mythology.

Plate after plate of delicious-looking food, served with impeccable etiquette by minions carefully selected from Hell's Kitchen's millions of people.

Even on a whim, the power he possesses makes everything no longer an idea, but a reality, the destiny of mortal beings.

All kinds of complicated etiquette were forcibly recorded by him through his soul, and revealed through the perfect copying ability of the Shoggoth body.

Behind these extremely delicious-looking foods are dark stories that are disgusting and contrary to human ethics. They are piled with the most crazy and twisted beliefs. Those opposing emotional forces are the biggest decoration of soul dishes.

Bringing together all the dark, depraved and twisted things in human history can only occupy a small part of the table. There are more "wonderful ideas" beyond imagination.

It is already difficult to find normal souls in Hell's Kitchen. Even the residents in the outermost areas have been facing the huge power of faith and the concept of Cthulhu mythology gathered in the center of Hell Kitchen for a long time. The deep abyss slipped.

This slow but steady slide has transcended the existence of good and evil and even life and death. It is irrevocable and returns to infinite greatness, indescribable and unable to look directly into the gaze of gods.

Li Xiu is very happy now, very happy, because he is about to start his first sublimation. This is his first direct sublimation.

Obtaining the body of a Shoggoth through sacrifice before did not count. It was not sublimation at all, it just changed the form of his life.

To put it bluntly, sublimation means breaking through the limits of life and breaking through the concept of life levels.

This is not through some experiment, artifact or practice that expands the proportion of life at the same level. That kind of bigness is just limited to a strong concept.

Li Xiu's current sublimation is to activate his own concept of life and existence mark through the accumulation of energy, and to achieve an existential or complete ascent through the essential change of the old rulers.

Omnity and existence are both infinite concepts, and what Li Xiu wants to do is to copy and accumulate the infinity limited to the plane into a three-dimensional concept of infinity, rising to four-dimensional infinity, five-dimensional infinity, until transcendence.

In this huge restaurant that was specially emptied, besides Li Xiu, there were seven other seats. Li Mo, Kuroko, Daniel, Ala, Ariana, and even Isshin Ashina all had a larger seat.

Cthulhu's position is right next to Li Xiu, a baby chair placed on the dining table. Two tall white girls with blond hair are tenderly serving this secondary god of the Church of the Fool.

The ingredients for the dishes on the table are taken from Hell's Kitchen and are presented by the most devout believers of the Church of Fools.

Maybe he was moved, but in order to make this food collection operation seem more sacred, Li Xiu even went to great lengths to untie the contamination of the selected target.

The food hunt lasts three days, and those who are devout will sacrifice their most precious things, whether it is family, friends or whatever.

The ingredients for each dish have been baptized for three days, and are harvested together in the final time to be made into dishes.

Due to Li Xiu's compassion, their souls are attached to the dishes. They have the same senses as before when they were alive, and they can feel that they are integrated with the great existence.

However, based on the situation on the field, Li Mo, Heizi, and Daniel seemed out of place.

Li Xiu took the lead, Cthulhu, Ara, Aliana, Ashina Isshin were all excited to eat, and one could even see his pleasure from the flashing fire on Ashina Isshin's body.

Ala and Ariana showed "innocent smiles" like children, full of satisfaction inside.

One thousand two hundred ingredients correspond to one thousand two hundred kinds of dishes, divided into nine thousand six hundred plates, and served one after another.

The others, even the weakest Ara, had already eaten more than 160 plates, and Li Mo and the three of them had eaten more than 20 plates together.

The corners of the boy's mouth were torn, his belly was swollen like a balloon, and blue-black blood vessels were squirming on the skin like snakes and worms.

Ashina Isshin's body is filled with flames, and Ariana's face is swimming...

This is the sacrament of the Church of Fools.

The meal lasted for more than four hours. Ara had turned into a stretched and deformed human skin balloon. Ariana's body was filled with all kinds of twisted and resentful faces. Ashina Isshin's fire gradually became introverted and transformed. It became a thicker dark gold luster.

Li Xiu and Cthulhu were like an abyss that could never be filled. After getting rid of the remaining four thousand plates of food, so many substances and concepts accumulated, their bodies did not even change at all.

Cthulhu is simply able to eat. His essence is too high. These things are just a simple meal for him.

Li Xiu is different. He is in a special period. During this period, the accumulation of pure matter, energy, and concepts has lost its effect on him. Now his body is like being stuck in a huge millstone, and any existing Concepts will be completely obliterated.

"Hiccup - well, eat... finish eating."

Seeing Cthulhu eating the last piece of brain jelly, Li Xiu wiped his mouth regretfully. Not to mention, these chefs kidnapped by Jishi Hall from nowhere were very good at their craftsmanship.

In order to make Cthulhu eat obediently, the maids responsible for feeding him had changed five or six batches. He ate more than Li Xiu, and now he was being held and patted on the back by a "big" maid.

"It's almost time."

Li Xiu took out his phone and checked the time. It was now eleven o'clock in the evening. In an unexplorable place, knowledge was constantly being transmitted to his mind. In another hour, he would be able to truly evolve and sublimate.

Speaking of which, Li Xiu's golden finger when he came to the Marvel Cinematic Universe was the memory that was constantly being transmitted. The knowledge that directly pointed to the essence was transmitted at a slow and steady speed according to the time he became stronger.

As he becomes more powerful and able to control more and more energy, the amount of information transmitted in his mind will become more and more precise.

The waiting time seemed to be very long under the huge expectation, which made Li Xiu wonder whether he had entered the realm of that great existence and made his time disconnected from the world.

One hour, sixty minutes, three thousand six hundred seconds, he had never been so excited.

Fortunately, time is ruthless in the world view of three-dimensional creatures. It flows quietly through all lives, giving the most fair existence.

Finally, when the clock strikes twelve o'clock at midnight, the time - the time for sublimation has arrived...