Marvel's Monster Hunter World

Somewhere in the universe, there is a magical place.

Here, there is an old saying:

If you tilt the universe sideways, anything that falls will fall here.

So this is where the lost things are.

"Ah ah ah, no, this is the only chance, I have to get it."

Nine Worlds, Watheim

puff~

"what"

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"uh"

puff

"Ahhhh fk, I was obviously the last one to dance, why am I coughing at the bottom?"

Whitehall lay on the ground with a gray face, looking a little painful. After him, a total of four Hydra soldiers fell down and hit him one after another.

"Doctor, are you okay?"

"fk, get away from me quickly, cough cough"

Several soldiers quickly got up and lifted Whitehall from the ground.

At this moment, Whitehall lost the slightest bit of elegance he had before. The sand and soil stained his clothes, face, and hairstyle. There were also two small bloody cuts on his face, not to mention that he had just been pinned down by three people. .

The female alien's ability, apart from devouring life force, does not improve her physical strength level at all, so her physical functions are no different from ordinary people. At most, she can recover from minor wounds faster.

But Whitehall didn't care about that now.

He pushed up his glasses and looked around.

With mottled stone walls and deep caves, this is a cave.

As for the ground, there are rubbish thrown by those children everywhere. This must be the other side of the space.

Whitehall closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly grinned.

He muttered quietly to himself.

"It must be right, that's what it feels like. I can feel the smell of ancient power. Even the air here smells like that."

"Hehehehe, leave one person here to guard. Remember, anyone who appears will be shot to death."

"Yes"

Whitehall straightened his messy hair, seemed to have regained his confidence, and strode out of the cave.

The three soldiers behind quickly followed.

But the moment they walked out of the cave.

shocked.

An endless black plain.

There was no sun, and the dark sky was shrouded in dark clouds.

The most important thing is that the place in front of them is a battlefield

The place where the Dark Elves and Asgardian armies once fought

As far as the eye can see, debris is everywhere.

The huge cross-shaped battleship has gradually decomposed after thousands of years, but the shocking huge skeleton still stands on this land.

In the black land around the battleship, there are still weapons and armor with a faint halo. These are weapons belonging to the Asgardian army. Even if time passes, the magic inscriptions on them have not completely dissipated.

These weapons were immediately noticed by Whitehall. He knew these patterns all too well. This was definitely the battlefield of gods.

In addition, what attracted Whitehall's attention the most were the huge black human-shaped shelves among the countless wreckage.

Whitehall walked up to one of them. Just standing here, he could feel the breath of darkness, death, and destruction coming towards his face.

This kind of breath makes people feel suffocated.

Whitehall stretched out his hand to touch the black bone armor, and even felt a power that wanted to tear him apart and devour him.

"Perfection, this is the absolute power of the perfect warrior, and it is not the only one."

"But, this is not what I want. What I want is the source of your creation."

Whitehall admired the cursed warrior's body for a while longer, then turned to the nearest battleship.

Although he focuses on the evolution of biological systems, Baron Strucker's surge in strength also makes him fancy the power of technology. This spaceship will definitely be no worse than those biological battleships of Chitauri.

At this moment, a very rapid "didi" sound suddenly came from the ears of several people.

When several people turned around, a black grenade shining with red light exploded instantly.

A circle of energy shock waves filled with only darkness and light bloomed instantly.

The faint black light seemed to swallow everything.

The armor on the ground, the black sand, and the three Hydra soldiers were all sucked into the center point in the blink of an eye.

Armor tore and crushed, bones cracked and shattered.

The sound of crunching rushed into Whitehall's ears crazily, but he couldn't even scream now.

The small black hole lasted for about three or four seconds. When the time was up, the light disappeared.

It was as if nothing had happened, and not even a drop of blood was left by the three Hydra soldiers.

Whitehall fell to the ground with a thud and let go of the wreckage of the battleship he was holding on to.

Fortunately, he was far enough ahead, otherwise he would have ended up with those three people by now.

step~step~step~

The sound of heavy footsteps made him turn around cautiously, and a red energy beam flew past his face.

"Stand still, mortal."

"Wait, don't kill me I don't have any weapons"

A voice with bass reverberation sounded. Whitehall looked at the three armored men in front of him and raised his hands behind his head without any hesitation.

He recognized the masks of these people. In this battlefield, apart from the golden armor and spears and swords, there were also these discarded firearms together with the masks.

This group of people is one of the gods in this war, and it seems that they are still on the technological side.

After a masked soldier put a restraining bracelet on Whitehall, the white-haired black elf without a mask walked up to him.

"This is the world of dark elves, mortals, how did you get here."

Whitehall felt happy. Since he was killed before he came up, there was room for retention.

Dark elves, he knew the name of this race. The information on Nordic mythology was not collected in vain.

"Dear Lord Dark Elf, I come from the earth and entered here through a space entrance."

“Is the space where celestial bodies gather chaotic?”

The white-haired black elf lowered his head and thought for a while, glanced at Whitehall, and raised his hand to the soldier beside him.

Whitehall didn't understand what this meant, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Mortal, with your weak constitution, you will die here soon. I am doing this as a kindness to you."

"Wait, don't kill me. I have something important to tell you. News about Asgard and the Dragon Clan."

"ceasefire"

The white-haired black elf narrowed his eyes, walked over and looked directly at him: "You mean Asgard?"

"Yes." Whitehall nodded quickly: "Not only Asgard, but also the Dragon Clan, they have frequently appeared on the earth during this period."

"Dragon"

quite a while.

"Follow me, the Elf King wants to see you."