Marvel's Great Old Ones

"I noticed that you seem to like to bask in the sun," Li Mo said with a sigh as he looked at the lazy-looking Li Xiu across from him.

The two of them were now lying on two beach chairs at the door of the church, basking in the warm winter sun. There were three cars parked at the intersection. They were the thugs responsible for protecting him, and Heizi was also in the car.

They seemed to be transparent in front of the devout believers who walked in and out of those churches.

The weather is pretty good today, and the temperature has risen a lot, at least higher than the Christmas temperatures a few days ago.

"The warm sun in winter is my favorite. It's a free energy supplement." Li Xiu kneaded Cthulhu into a flat piece and covered his face, as if he was wearing a cuckold.

Cthulhu had a ruined expression on his face, and lay weakly on Li Xiu's face, with an expression of hopelessness.

"I thought monsters like us should live in sewers and at night. We like the dark and humid environment, at least not so..."

"It doesn't look so human, right?" Li Xiu raised his head and glanced at Li Mo, who was lying next to him, and said disdainfully: "What's wrong with the monster? The monster ate your rice. Why can't it bask in the sun? It's not a vampire." Such undead creatures are afraid of sunlight."

Li Mo, who was standing aside, did not speak. He turned to look at the black man who was busy weeding in the yard and asked, "Didn't you say you were going to hold a Holy Communion ceremony for Daniel? Now you are asking him to do these things. How are you preparing?" , have you found the ingredients that fit the ritual?"

I don't know why, but every time he sees Li Xiu lying somewhere in the sun, he always feels a little unreliable.

"Isn't there Ariana? Just go to her house and pick one. There's no rush." ​​Li Xiu waved his hands carelessly, saying that the Holy Communion ceremony was just a small matter.

In fact, if there is no blessing from the existence related to the sacrifice, and the blessing of the existence with a high enough energy level, holding the Holy Communion ceremony is a very dangerous thing.

Ingredients full of spiritual brilliance are like torches in the dark night in the eyes of those who perform the ceremony, and those who have completed the Holy Communion ceremony are also a rare delicacy in the eyes of those indescribable things.

"Let me tell you, the girl named Ariana is one of the rare beings with a strong natural spirituality. She is just like the so-called saints in mythology. Influenced by her spirituality..." Li Xiu seemed to be temperamental. As usual, Li Mo would show off his knowledge endlessly.

"People in her family or people who meet a certain relationship under the influence of her spirituality are all good ingredients, right?"

Li Mo looked at the surprised Li Xiu and said helplessly: "Have you forgotten that the qualifying ingredients in the house of the little girl named Aliana have been eaten up."

"Have...Have we? Have we already eaten?!" Li Xiu stood up in surprise. He clearly remembered that he hadn't eaten yet, so why did he say that he had finished eating?

"Yeah." Li Mo shrugged. He knew that Li Xiu wouldn't remember the names of those strangers at all.

He didn't know why, maybe because he ate the other person's family, but he was deeply impressed by that girl who looked elegant and gentle.

"There are six in total. Except for the mother body of Ariana, all the others have been eaten. Haven't I already opened my spiritual vision and established a latitude connection with the statue?" Li Mo raised his left hand, with a violent and greedy bird open on it. s eyes.

"You ate Ariana's ingredients!" Li Xiu was shocked. He clearly remembered that he hadn't touched those in Ariana's house.

Maybe it was because he always forgot what he had eaten after eating delicious food. Li Xiu had no memory at all that he had used Aliana to hold the Holy Communion ceremony.

Just because of Ariana's guarantee, he has been fishing and basking in the sun these past few days, without even thinking about finding some ingredients.

"Then what are you going to do next? Find another ingredient?"

"How can it be so easy to find the one-of-a-kind top-notch ingredients like Ariana? You see, the saint of that religion established it simply. There is no fate-oriented causal line to close, and there is no way to find it in a short period of time. It is possible to find this pure and powerful spirituality.

Li Xiu glanced at Li Mo angrily and said, "We were lucky last time. The little guy's spiritual brilliance was revealed inside the Church of the Fool. If it were outside, there would be all kinds of weird things happening soon. Yes, the winged birdman, the ugly and ignorant hellboy, came to look for Ariana."

"Then what do you do now? Do you want to postpone the communion ceremony?"

"Forget it," Li Xiu waved his hand casually and resumed his salty attitude.

Isn't it just a small ingredient? If the quality is not good, quantity will be used. Now more than 10% of the residents of Hell's Kitchen have become believers in the Church of the Fool.

Don't look at it as just 257%, but you must know that Brooklyn is home to more than 30 million residents, and there are about followers of the Church of Cthulhu. It will always be useful to eat more.

The Church of Fools is just a small church, with more people online and more than three million false believers, but in reality, in Brooklyn, it is nothing.

The reason why there are 300,000 believers is because Li Xiu used the power of faith and old concepts to pollute part of the knowledge, and the idols in the church forcibly converted so many believers.

As the idols and knowledge become more and more polluted by old concepts, the ability of the Cthulhu Mythos to spread beliefs will become stronger and stronger, eventually sweeping the world like a zombie virus.

Regarding the belief in the Cthulhu mythology, there is never such a thing as a shallow believer. It is a memetic weapon of a super model in a sense.

Just like taking drugs, once you come into contact with the belief in the Cthulhu Mythos, your mind will be bound by the deep despair and madness, and you will eventually fall into the bottomless abyss at an extremely fast speed.

Knowledge that has been infiltrated by the power of faith and old concepts is extremely dangerous for ordinary people. As long as they are exposed to it, no matter how long it takes, no matter how far they escape, or even if they die and sell their souls to hell, they will eventually be destroyed. Monsters active in shadows and dreams are found.

After about half an hour of sunshine, the sun was high in the sky. Li Mo said goodbye and went to deal with the gang affairs, and Li Xiu also got up and got ready to work.

He was going to do something that he had planned for a long time. He had already prepared to do it, but just as he was about to set off, SHIELD came to visit him.

In order to prevent his good deeds from being disturbed by SHIELD, Li Xiu also diverted SHIELD's attention away. After a few days of calmness and numbness, he was officially ready to hit the road.

It's not like he didn't do anything while staying in the church during this period. At least he collected some knowledge about flying animals and flying equipment, and developed his own flying ability.

Li Xiu's mimicry is not that huge, like a giant dragon. To be honest, in New York and the United States, the surveillance on this aspect has been very strict after the 9/11 incident.

If the size of the mimic is too large, and this is an era before superheroes are flying all over the sky, monitoring of slightly larger flying objects will be extremely strict.

Don't be monitored by the military then. None of those anti-aircraft weapons are easy to deal with. They are always large-caliber thermal weapons. If they are bombed, there will be no place to cry.

……

It’s five o’clock in the afternoon, and the winter sun is about to set.

In the office on the top floor of the Osborne Building, Norman Osborne finished signing the last document, stood up and went to the window to watch the red sunset on the horizon in the distance.

The Osborne Group is one of the largest arms groups in the United States, and can even keep pace with the Stark Group in arms transactions. However, Osborne Group's top priority is the chemical industry. It controls the entire New York power grid and possesses the world's top biotechnology.

Norman Osborne is a man with an extremely majestic sense of superiority. He has calm and magnificent blue pupils, a tall and straight figure, and a tough and masculine face.

"It's a beautiful sunset, but it's a pity..."

Standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, he covered his aching arm. He knew without looking that those damn green spots were starting to spread again.

It is a genetic disease. For generations, no one in the Osborne family has lived beyond the age of forty, and most of them have died in their thirties.

"Old guy, you're going to leave a mess for me even if you die, right?"

Standing in front of the window, Norman looked serious and murmured to himself: "Strom, my brother, it's not that I want to treat you like this, it's that I have to do this."

The second largest shareholder of the Osborne Group was arrested yesterday on the grounds that he embezzled the company's property. As for whether it is true or false, who cares, I only know that he failed in this silent war.

In order to develop antidotes for genetic diseases, Norman forcibly shifted the group's research direction to biochemistry. Although he achieved considerable results, he also wasted countless money on that project.

He didn't want to do that. Systrom was his brother, and he helped him turn the Osborne Group into the world's top group, with a market value of 120 billion U.S. dollars. Without Systrom along the way, he didn't know how to persevere. Go down.

It's a pity that Systrom shouldn't have to stop biological genetic research at the shareholders' meeting. It would cost his life, Harry's life, and the Osborne family's life.

Norman's eyes were deep, staring at the blurry lights under his feet.

He doesn't like Harry because Harry, his beloved Emily, has left him forever.

But he promised, he promised Emily to live well and take good care of Harry, and now Strom has touched his reverse scale.

A phone rang, and Norman picked up the phone. It was the housekeeper from the No. 1 pick.

"Fox, what's going on?"

"Mr. Norman, Master Harry asked you when you will come back tonight. He wants to have dinner with you." A kind and kind old man's voice came from the other side of the phone.

"I'm going to attend a party tonight..." Norman suddenly thought of something and asked, "What day is it tonight?"

"Sir, you forgot, tomorrow is Master Harry's birthday."

Norman didn't speak. He pondered for a while and then said, "I'll be home at about ten o'clock later. Let him sleep first."

Before Fox could speak, Norman hung up the phone. Looking at the shadow reflected on the floor-to-ceiling windows, he squinted his eyes and said gloomily: "Sir, I don't know how you broke through the Osborne Group's security. , that one came to my office.”

"Oh, that's it. Your group's ventilation ducts are quite spacious and very warm."

A frivolous man's voice came from the sofa behind Norman.

"Mr. Norman, I'm here to save you..."