Master of the Marvel Universe

The sunshine in London in the evening pierced through the clouds, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the entire sky red. The setting sun shone brightly on the Thames River, and the shadow of the Parliament Building on the riverside grew long. !

The Thames River exudes bursts of pungent and unpleasant stench, which is nauseating. The copper-green, brown, and brown sewage is discharged directly into the river through the sewer, turning the river water into a large dye vat, which is used by most Londoners. The fish and shrimps in the rivers are almost extinct.

The sound of machinery roaring continues, towering boilers emit black smoke into the air all the time, and the sky is always covered with a lingering haze.

London is known as the Fog City, and this is probably where the name comes from.

Today's rich people in London mostly live in suburban villas far away from the city, or in private estates further away. Only poor and impoverished people live in urban areas, suffering from smog and acid rain, and the average life expectancy is appallingly low.

The black air flying from the Americas is hidden in the darkness. When the sun sets completely, the boundless darkness envelopes the city, and the time for the black air to become active has come.

The London night is quiet.

The light from a dim kerosene lamp reflected through the glass onto the sewage-filled street, illuminating a small area.

Occasionally, when a drunken pedestrian passes by, smelling of alcohol, the black air will follow him, clinging to uninhabited corners, like an evil spirit in a horror story, seeping into his body from all directions.

It doesn't take much time, about five or six minutes, for the black energy from the dark dimension to enter the victim's brain, control their thinking, corrode their body, and turn them into hideous monsters.

Then they launched an attack on ordinary people, accelerating the erosion rate, and then merged and headed towards the London Temple located at No. 177 Brick Street, Block A.

Suddenly, a shrill scream filled with fear came from the night sky: "Alyssa, Alyssa, what's wrong with you? Damn it, let me go, what are you going to do, oh God!"

The field of vision zoomed in, and a blond white man in a cheap suit stepped back, his eyes full of fear, and at the same time he shouted: "Alyssa, don't scare me, stop..."

In front of him, a brown-haired woman named Alyssa was wearing a fashionable waist-length skirt and a black veil. She was lying on the ground, with her hands forward and her legs sinking, showing an ugly posture, like a big spider. She seemed to be entrenched in a dark corner, and the black air shrouded her body, like a black veil.

Alyssa's lowered head suddenly turned 180 degrees, her eyes bulged out of her sockets and flashed red. Her originally beautiful face became pale, her eyelids were covered with black burst lines, her teeth became sharp, and she stretched out her lips. Her speed changed. He had to rush to the blond white man in two or three breaths.

The blond man opened his eyes wide, as if he couldn't believe the sudden fact in front of him, and said in a sad tone: "No, no, Alyssa... This is a nightmare, it must be a dream!"

Before the blond man could finish speaking, his swaying shadow under the dim streetlight was suddenly torn in half, with thick blood spraying on both sides of the road.

Alyssa, who was invaded by the dark dimension monster, had a weird smile on her face, licking the blood splattered on her face, her eyes became redder and richer, and at the same time, the fishy smell of blood spread out.

'Alyssa' looked at the bloody scene in front of her and laughed strangely. She was about to leave and join other eroded monsters from the dark dimension to launch an attack on the New York Temple.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped. At both ends of the narrow alley, she was stopped by two strange men covered in plate armor. One of them held a half-human-high cross-blade sword in his hand, and the other had it inserted into his right waist. Holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, through the strip-shaped ventilation holes of the plate armor, you can see that his dark blue pupils are extremely cold, and a murderous intention is brewing from his eyes.

He leaned forward slightly, and his super strength exploded instantly. The gas around his body was immediately put under strong pressure and turned into a strong wind.

He disappeared from the spot in an instant, a black shadow flashed by, the clanging sound of the long sword being unsheathed was fleeting, and the sword light completed the unsheathing and unsheathing operation of the sword in less than a second.

After passing through 'Elisa''s body, he continued to walk forward, facing the man holding a two-handed cross-blade sword and asked: "How many times this week? Lancelot?"

The man known as Lancelot put away his cross sword calmly, and his voice came out of the plate armor: "No. 16, Arthur."

Lancelot turned his head and looked at the pool of blood left by the blond man, shaking his head slightly, "It's still too late."

The two weirdos walked out of the alley side by side. 'Alyssa' behind them suddenly moved. The body, which was made of half obsidian and half human body, was divided from top to bottom from left to right, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a pile of regular cube fragments on the ground.

As Arthur was walking, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the pile of debris left behind him, and said with emotion: "The twelve members of the Knights of the Round Table are scattered all over England. As a shield to protect England, don't you feel that our people Is it too little? There are only two of us in London, and more and more weird creatures have appeared recently. It’s just the two of us who are exhausted. I always feel that sooner or later, as more and more weird creatures appear, the things we try to hide will be destroyed. Everything is exposed in the public eye.”

"The secret will eventually be made public, but it's not that time yet. Arthur, although you are a newcomer, you must make a break with the past after joining the Knights of the Round Table. We have hidden behind the scenes to protect England for thousands of years. It is the same strain. It was like this before, and it is like this now." , this should be the case in the future." Lancelot's tone was a little cold, full of warning.

Arthur shrugged: "As you command, sir."

...

177 Brick Street, Block A, London Temple.

As the guardian of the London Temple, Wang Hua no longer knows that this is the first time he has repelled the attacks of monsters from the dark dimension. The night is getting darker and darker, and Wang Hua's senses have been paralyzed. He is guarding the door of the London Temple. The folds of space unfold, and London The temple is separated from other buildings connected to it. Monsters from all over the UK enter the folds of space like a tide, hitting the London temple one after another, as if they will never stop.

Black residue accumulated, Wang Hua gasped, and the fiery red magic array held by his hands flickered non-stop, crumbling, as if it would collapse at any time.

He made complicated hand seals with his hands, and the two magic arrays rotated rapidly. With his hands swinging, the two magic arrays' shining light suddenly broke away from Wang Hua's hands, transformed into two streams of light, penetrated deep into the monster group, and cut off each monster at the waist.

After a minute or two, two heavy footsteps sounded. A giant dark dimension monster more than three meters high walked into the folds of space. It paused, then stretched out its head and looked at Wang Hua's figure submerged in the black debris. .

Roar--

The neck of the giant monster swelled visibly to the naked eye, and its bloody mouth filled with sharp teeth grew to its limit. A ball of transparent sound waves was spit out by it and sprayed rapidly towards Wang Hua.

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