From Gods to Marvel

At dusk, the principal's office.

The air is still moving, but the atmosphere is suffocating.

Weida and Rahn had a long confrontation, but neither of them spoke, as if the first to speak was the loser.

"Mr. Yu Tu, I need to explain..."

Iris wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and swallowed, seeming to be very frightened by the scene in front of him.

"If someone hadn't sent me an anonymous email, I wouldn't have believed that my dear wife would have a private meeting with a guy in the office."

Weida resisted the urge to slap him again. He stared into Rahn's eyes, trying to see any regret, but he was disappointed.

Not only was he disappointed, he also miscalculated.

At a phone booth 1000 meters away from Ada Middle School, the slovenly homeless man followed the instructions on the note and called the police station.

If nothing else goes wrong, in 10 minutes, the iron barrel filled with heavy metal compounds and bearing the logo of Yu Tu's family will appear at the gate of the police station.

What does all this have to do with Iris?He was just forced to come to the principal's office and slapped for no reason. What an innocent and simple boy.

Iris controlled the surge of divine power to prevent the wound from healing quickly. The corners of his mouth still hurt, but he was happy in his heart.

"The fun has just begun."

He stood in the afterglow of the evening sun, and his whole figure looked like a gilt sculpture.

"Iris, if I were you, I wouldn't stay here to spy on other people's family affairs."

Rahn didn't know that everything was Iris's plan. She only wanted to get this handsome and cute boy out of the center of the storm.

Weida was very angry. In fact, love was nothing to him.

What he couldn't bear was that Rahn would be sentimental towards the lowly and dirty lower races.

"You should thank democracy, thank the law, otherwise I would kill you right now."

Weida looked sideways at Iris. In fact, he was not taller than Iris, but he felt that he was more noble, so he felt that he was looking at him rather than looking up to him.

"Mr. Yutu, I'm sorry for what I did, but... please don't hurt Larn, I mean Ms. Larn..."

Iris was indeed sorry.

Sorry, your Yutu Industry is about to fall apart.

He sent a copy of the sample in the barrel to the House of Lords. Within three days at most, Yutu Industries would face the highest level of scrutiny.

"roll!"

Weida took a sudden step forward and punched the wall.

The wall skin peeled off, and cracks spread all over the wall like spider webs.

"Okay, okay, I hope you can calm down."

Iris left the office as if running away and called the police station.

"Sorry, this is Ada Middle School. I saw Mr. Yutu beating Principal Rahn."

That's what he said, and that's what Weida did.

Iris does not feel sympathy for this. How strong the giant's vitality is can be seen by jumping from the cliff of Larne.

No matter how powerful Weida is, he can't kill another giant with his bare hands.

"However, such power is indeed extraordinary."

He stood under the teaching building, looking up in the direction of the principal's office.

Weida's punch against the wall seemed weak, but it proved his precise grasp of power.

"Magna plus me, there are only two available combat forces.

There are four people in Yu Tu's family, Fu You is already shaken and there is nothing to be afraid of, but the remaining three are not simple things. "

Iris was calculating everything in her mind.

"I think I know why Odin borrowed the eternal fire."

Magnar possesses the power of the God of Thunder, and Thor's power is inseparable from that war hammer - Mjolnir.

……

Iris is still too young.

He thought that by exposing all this, the Yu Tu family would be defeated.

In fact, the parliament did send a commissioner to investigate the industrial pollution in Yutu, and even announced the news on the public channel, but all this requires a process.

The economic size of Yutu Industry is very large, and the Yutu family has been operating in Norway for thousands of years. They have witnessed the establishment of Norwegian democracy, and naturally they will not fall so easily.

Of course, as a minor, Iris has done well enough. All of this was done secretly, and he did not have direct contact with any whistleblower.

Oh, reporting domestic violence does not count.

Iris began a normal but regular life.

Familiar with divine power.

Practice throwing javelins and using spears.

Pay attention to the latest developments in industrial pollution incidents in Yutu.

"Maybe I should make some changes to Thor's power?"

Thunder was thrown from the top of Mount Iris, and he once again felt the resistance of the spear to the divine power in his body.

"Let's make a deal, how about that?"

He opened his palms and looked at the scarlet color and said.

“This divine power contains a bit of the breath of the World Tree, as well as the rules for the birth of thunder and lightning.

I will sacrifice these to you, all I want is pure power. "

The fragment of the Reality Stone hung quietly in Iris's palm.

Iris didn't see any changes in it. Just when he was disappointed, the sacrifice began.

Zeus's weapon, Thunder, was instantly hidden within Iris.

He levitated.

This word may be somewhat inappropriate.

At this moment, he looked like he was hanging up with a rope tied around his waist.

This process will not be peaceful.

The person in Ada who knows how to sacrifice best is Weida.

For 3000 years, he killed a reindeer almost every month with his bare hands, took out its heart, and ate its raw flesh.

Sacrifice is always accompanied by blood, pain and loss.

Iris was so painful that she lost her voice.

Feeling of stripping.

It felt like someone was dissecting his skin layer by layer, peeling off the epidermis, picking out blood vessels and nerves, tearing out the muscles with tweezers, and finally punching a hole in the bones and sucking out the bone marrow.

Strictly speaking, this is just a process of loss.

Iris is like a new baby. For him, this is a rebirth.

The power of the gods is indeed powerful, but as Odin said, he is a thief. He did not steal the divine power, but stole a position, to be precise, half a position.

This position allows him to fit in with the world and makes him unprecedentedly powerful, but does it not add a shackle to him?

The Norse gods are not supreme, Odin, the king of the gods, is.

They are not invincible, the twilight of the gods has arrived.

Iris gained the purest power.

This power is not weaker than the power of the God of Thunder, but it just lacks those magical properties.

Iris holds his right hand empty, thunder arcs are born from the palm, the spear manifests, and the sky changes drastically.

"You know, old friend, that my prophecies are as accurate as Gangnir's."

In Ada Mental Hospital, a one-eyed old man drove a wheelchair to the balcony and sighed silently while looking at the top of the snow-capped mountains.

No one knew who his old friend was.

The gods understood that the horn of war had already sounded.