Marvel's Great Old Ones

Blood! There's blood everywhere!

The entire perimeter of the Ten Commandments Gang base has turned into a Shura hell, with mutilated limbs and twisted and broken weapons scattered throughout the camp.

Several bloodshot blue-gray strips were entangled and hung at the top of the cave, and blood was dripping down.

click!

Stark raised his foot, and half of the man's brain exploded under his step.

"Oh shit." Stark looked around in shock. All the moving apes in the valley had been killed, leaving only a mess on the scene.

How did this happen? How long has it been?

From the beginning of the chaos until he broke out of the cave, it only took half an hour. Why were all these people dead?

Looking at the blood-red, pale, and black body tissues, a great cold gripped Stark's stomach tightly, causing it to begin to churn.

The weirdo just now, humming a weird song, was dragging Ethan's body outside.

"The vast horizon is my love, continuous..."

"Hey, man." Stark shouted again and again, walking down one after another, "Are you here to rescue me? What's the situation at the scene at this time?"

The man dragging a corpse weighing more than 100 kilograms actually walked out with a drum beat and a light feeling, and the distance from Stark became farther and farther.

Taking into account the strong attack capability, the Mark armor adopts a full-coverage welding method, which can only carry out mechanical walking and does not consider the need to run at all.

However, Stark considered the need to quickly distance himself and escape after breaking through, so he also installed a jet flight device inside the suit.

"Hey, where are you taking Ethan's body!"

Seeing that the weirdo had slowly walked away, Stark ignored everything else and pressed a few bright red launch buttons. His feet shook and he was instantly pushed by the propeller to fly into the sky.

"Huh! What a big sky monkey." Li Xiu put up a tent with his hands and watched Stark rushing straight towards the desert below the mountain.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, can you be so slutty just relying on the halo of the protagonist?"

Looking at the dust exploding in the desert at the foot of the mountain in the distance and the tiny falling figure, Li Xiu curled his lips. If an ordinary person had fallen from such a high place, he would have caught a cold and burped.

He turned back and shouted into the cave: "Hey, hey, Mr. Ke, let's go. What are you looking for? If you don't leave, we will be far away."

"Blue! Blue!"

A green octopus jumped on the ground with two tentacles, dragging an iron plate behind it, making a crisp and clanking sound on the ground.

"I'm telling you how much you really want to play this game," Li Xiu scratched his head, looked at the game board played by Ethan Stark, and said, "Throw it away, be good, and go back and buy a game console."

What's so fun about this thing? Cthulhu can't play alone. Instead of playing with him, it's better to buy a game console and let Cthulhu play by himself.

"Blue? Blue!" Game console?

Cthulhu tilted his head, looking confused, and suddenly rolled up his tentacles to hug the chessboard, and then pulled Li Xiu's trouser leg.

The meaning is obvious, He wants the chessboard, and He also wants the game console.

"Okay, okay, it's up to you, but we should leave now." Li Xiu shook his head and ignored Cthulhu's request.

His back squirmed, and dense black tentacles connected Li Xiu and Ethan together, and a part was separated to make a part that looked like a baby's cradle, which was used as a place for Cthulhu to sit.

boom!

A pair of black wings nearly ten meters long instantly unfolded behind Li Xiu, and the strong wind swept out the blood and sand.

There was a loud bang.

Li Xiu kicked his feet hard, and his whole body rose into the sky, rushing towards Stark's position in the distance, leaving only a pair of cracked footprints on the stone surface.

In the desert of Afghanistan, the armor of the Mark armor was scattered all over the place. Stark sat blankly in the desert, with blurry double images in front of his eyes, and stars in his eyes.

Even though he was protected by the protagonist's halo, which prevented him from being smashed into a pulp, he was still shaken to pieces by this force, with his face flushed and veins swollen, and blood foaming from the corners of his mouth.

In the sky, a huge black shadow fell from the sky with the sound of wings flapping the air.

Stark squinted for a long time and finally saw the face of the person coming, the madman with Ethan's body.

"Tony Stark."

"Who are you? Do you know me?"

Stark slowly crawled out of the sand, carefully avoiding the sharp points on the armor plates.

"You can call me Li Xiu, or Locke." Li Xiu put Ethan down on his back, stepped forward to help Stark up, and said, "I think there are few people in the world who don't know the Stark Group. Chairman of the Board, the greatest genius inventor in American history.”

"Are you Chinese? Did those military people send you to rescue me?"

Stark has long been accustomed to hearing those boring flatteries. Now he just wants to find out Li Xiu's true identity as soon as possible and distinguish between good and evil.

There is no love and hate for no reason in this world, only the promotion of interests and needs.

Judging from this person's accent and name, he might be Chinese. Does he want to take him to China?

"A Chinese American, Director Nick Fury of S.H.I.E.L.D. entrusted me to rescue you."

rescue? !

Looking at the debris on the ground and the lifeless Ethan, Stark's mouth moved again and again, unable to say thank you.

"If you had come later, I could have killed all those people." Stark choked out a dry reply. .seven

Obviously, Stark still had complaints in his heart about Li Xiu coming too late and causing Ethan's death.

But Stark also knew that Li Xiu was not to blame for this incident. Who could have predicted all this?

If they knew someone was coming to rescue them, they could completely build missiles to delay the attack.

"You want to save him?" Li Xiu kicked the body on the ground and asked, "You want to save this man?"

"Hey! What are you doing!" Stark endured the pain in his body and pushed the rude yellow man away.

"Can you save him?"

Stark's movements suddenly stagnated. He realized something and looked up at Li Xiu.

Since this man named Locke asked himself whether to save Ethan, it at least proved that he had the ability or method to save Ethan.

"I can." Li Xiu folded his hands, looking tall and sacred.

"Blue?!"

Cthulhu suddenly climbed up from his back and onto his head. There was nothing sacred and solemn about him at this time.

"How is it possible? He is already dead. His physiological activities have completely stopped. You can use the magic of resurrection from the dead. Are you still an angel in mythology?"

Stark squatted down and ignored the rude and rude Li Xiu. In his opinion, Li Xiu was just a lunatic who didn't know where he came from. He was just mentally ill. He hesitated just now, and he was also crazy.

"Well, he's not dead yet. He still has a little bit of life. Besides, don't I look like an angel?" Li Xiu's shoulders moved, and a pair of huge black wings spread out behind his back.

"Although I don't know what kind of technology your wings are, I at least know that angels in real myths are spherical creatures with white wings that have no image or gender. You can only be a demon like this."

As a staunch materialist who runs all the way, Stark does not believe in any divine existence at all.

In his opinion, even if there is, it is just something that cannot be understood with modern scientific knowledge. That’s all.