MTL - I Am In Marvel

Chapter 684 Straighten the Trend of Marvel Universe

His own order and order represent the law. Kyle did not use any ability to fly out of the Earth's atmosphere in this way. He came to near space and looked down, silently watching the blue earth where human civilization has not yet officially risen.

After watching it for a long time, his body flickered, flying towards the end of the infinite universe, and his thoughts spanned tens of millions of light years and even reached the end of the realm.

The Marvel universe is divided into nine realms and nine different worlds, and Kyle did indeed create the same, creating the base of the universe in the form of a world tree.

The nine realms are:

Asgard, the highest and most central place in the universe, Warnerheim that can breed Warnerheim, the world of dark elves, the world of humans, the world of giants of fire, the world of dwarves, the world of the dead, the world of snow, The world of giants.

Why divide a big universe into nine realms?

Before, Kyle didn't understand. In the process of creation, he gradually realized that if the universe is not divided, the universe will be ruled by the life of higher giants. Humans, dwarves and other weak creatures exist without any development and rise. Or even the chance of survival.

Therefore, the environment of the human world is relatively mild, isolated from the powerful existence of giants and elves.

But in the next few days, Kyle traveled all over the Nine Realms, seeing ravages, killings and wars flooding every corner of the universe.

The powerful giant and elf races broke the weak borders, broke into the other worlds unbridled, and killed the races of the local world. The Nine Realms became chaotic, and the human environment, which was originally the most moderate, became the center of the universe.

Countless stars were directly detonated, the wreckage of the star meteorite scattered all over the universe, the powerful race became the ruler, and the weak race never survived, hiding in the cracks of the planet and struggling to survive.

"If there really is a Creator, then the Creator must be crazy and create such a hopeless world."

Wandering among the chaotic and dark Nine Realms, Kyle heard the most, and it was such a grievous complaint.

"After all, failed ..." Kyle hung in the middle of the universe he created, with a bitter smile. He can certainly restart this Marvel universe, and even kill the powerful and violent giant life in this universe, but these are meaningless.

If so, is it really the Marvel world he wants?

"By the way, Asgard." Kyle moved slightly, with a last glimmer of hope, and instantly teleported to the world above the Marvel universe.

But when he came here, he stumbled.

Asgard, originally set to conceive a holy world of the Protoss, I do n’t know when it was broken and burned by the giants who broke in, leaving only a small piece of waste land, a dull suspension In the middle of the world after the destruction.

Such waste soil can no longer give birth to a powerful protoss.

"What is the point of that space-time coordinate that brings me here in the correct world and place?"

Kyle descended on the wasteland. There was no sign of life here. The wasteland was full of burnt traces, and only evil undead creatures were roaming.

Kyle sighed, and as he was about to leave here, he suddenly heard a fight in a place in the wasteland.

"Huh?" Kyle flickered, came to the other side of the wasteland, stood high, and in the wilderness with no sign of life, there was actually a ten-year-old child like a human who was holding a sword and a strength Undead monsters fighting several times stronger than him.

The undead monster is three meters tall, like a deformed tiger, with sharp fangs and claws. The body is full of evil and powerful energy, and just roaring can produce sound waves that shake the air. And the kid wearing a thin, armor-free arm, holding only a broken sword, had so weak energy in his body that it was negligible and could be swallowed up by an undead monster at any time.

Can walk on the edge of death, the child's eyes are burning with warfare, he is fighting more and more bravely, I do not know how many times he fell to the ground, continue to climb up resolutely, and fight against the undead monster to the end!

Kyle moved.

Obviously there is such a huge disparity in strength, there should be no hope, but in the end ...

The claws of the undead monster shredded the child's lower abdomen, and the child's sword also penetrated the head of the undead monster, and both sides fell on the wasteland.

A few seconds later, the undead monster with a sword in his head slowly crawled up again, a pair of red eyes, looking at the child in front of him in a pool of blood.

"Is this really the case? Abba, clan, they are right, hard work, they will never be able to fill the flaws of the race ..." The child covered the fatal wound in the lower abdomen, was unable to lie on the ground, and watched his blood plate open to him. The mouthful of undead monsters showed a relieved expression.

It is true that the weak are born in this world. In other words, in this world, existence itself is wrong.

Weakness is the original sin.

The child closed his eyes, but after a few seconds, he was not devoured by the undead monster. He opened his eyes in astonishment, only to find that the undead monster had long since disappeared, instead, a silver-haired young man stood in front of him.

"Get up," the silver-haired youth said to him.

"I was badly injured, how could I get up ..." The child said half of the words, and suddenly stunned. He climbed up from the ground, nodded, and touched his lower abdomen. The fatal wound on the lower abdomen was long gone, and even his clothes were recovered.

The child stared at him in shock, "who the **** are you?"

"You can call me, Lord God." Kyle smiled indifferently, looking directly at him, and asked, "If you become the top star powerhouse, what would you do?"

"I." The child was about to speak, and then paused, he suddenly realized that this was the only opportunity to change his destiny.

He took a deep breath, clenched his fist, and said in a deep voice: "I want to return this universe to peace and unite the chaotic nine realms. Let the strong races not bully the weak races, and the weak races can defeat the invincible and proud giants through development."

"I want this war to rag into a dark universe and restore peace and hope!"

"That's good." Kyle smiled. "I'll give you the strength you need." He waved his left hand, a power card, and sank into the child.

That's the Protoss ability card. Now he can make it at any time.

"My body." The child froze for a moment, feeling that the body is full of strength, unprecedented strength!

"There are still these." Kyle waved with his left hand, a gold fire plate burning with flames, methods and materials for forging the eternal series of weapons, a blue cosmic cube filled with space rough stones, three things quietly suspended in In front of the child.

"God Lord. What do I need to pay?" The child looked at Kelle, calmly, looking at the things floating in front of him.

"The price is, don't forget your original intention." Kyle turned to leave, but suddenly remembered something, stopped slightly, and turned his back to the child and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name ..." Before the child answered, Kyle interrupted him. "Forget it!"

"From now on, you're called Odin."

He took a step forward and disappeared completely into the wasteland.

The child looked at Kyle's direction of departure, and looked at the sacred object floating in front of him, then kneeled and worshiped:

"Odin, congratulations to the Lord."

(End of this chapter)