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But for Mu Feng, who only needs to see qualified experimental products, this kind of caution and timidity are the biggest disqualifications.

In comparison, Steve not only has an iron-willed will, but also has a temperament in his bones that cannot survive without being crazy. Because of this, the Kryptonian power he displayed was so powerful.

"I still have the last trump card!" Stryker said in a hoarse tone.

"If you are referring to your son, forget it." Mu Feng shrugged.

"Your son's illusion ability is indeed good, but it is not possible to hallucinate Steve. His will is far stronger than you think."

"No, I'm not talking about him!" Stryker suddenly raised his head and showed a mysterious smile to Mu Feng.

"I am talking about you!"

In an instant, the Stryker in front of Mu Feng suddenly melted, flames surrounded his whole body, and the sun in the sky melted, turning into countless falling disaster stars.

This is not just an illusion, but also a 'feeling' that is simultaneously transmitted to the brain. This is not only the burning of the illusion, but also the physical damage.

The human body's judgment of injury does not come from physical contact, but depends on the judgment of brain signals on the physical senses. Because it senses the burning injury, it sends pain signals through the nerves to allow the body to avoid the injury.

The ability of the Master of Illusion is to directly interfere with the brain and transmit signals directly to other parts of the body to achieve the perfect illusion of simulating the senses.

"As long as I control you and do things for me, Steve won't be a problem at all!"

Stryker's almost crazy voice came from the sky.

"Master of Illusion, you finally handed over a somewhat qualified experiment."

Mufeng sighed. His flesh and blood were burning, and he could still smell the burning smell in his nose, but he said indifferently.

He lightly snapped his fingers, and the next moment, the illusion in front of him suddenly disappeared.

The burning flames turned into a sea of ​​flowers covering the earth, the melting sun in the sky turned into a bright blue moon, and the city on the far side turned into an unblue sea!

This is not even an illusion, as long as Mu Feng thinks about it, everything will become a 'reality' in an instant!

"How is it possible, you..."

Stryker, who was holding a culture jar in his hand, looked at him in horror. Mufeng looked at the brain floating in the jar and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Illusions are meaningless to me." Mu Feng shrugged.

"I no longer rely on my brain and simple biological signals to control my body. My body structure is just chosen this way because of familiarity."

"but……"

Mufeng touched his chin, looked at the 'son' in Stryker's arms, and showed an appreciative smile.

"Are you a little brave enough to actually put your son in a can and make it into a weapon? Jason Stryker, is this your trump card weapon to control those mutants and other Hydras?"

"But now is no longer the time to play with power and words." Mu Feng patted Stryker on the shoulder and smiled.

"You are already behind Verla, General Stryker. But it would be a pity to kill you. In that case, you can go and take risks in another place."

"Just think of it as an experiment. I wish you... good luck in martial arts."

A totem-like cylinder suddenly appeared on Mufeng's left hand. The symbols and patterns on the cylinder looked like a weird spider.

He squeezed the totem gently, and a portal immediately opened next to Stryker. Mu Feng grabbed Stryker and threw it in. He raised his eyebrows and threw the totem up and down.

"As expected, there are no inferior goods produced by collectors."

"It seems that exploring the parallel world can be put on the agenda."

145.The past of the Father of the Gods

A colorful rainbow light descends on Jotunheim

From the light of the Rainbow Bridge, Thor, leading the Four Warriors of Asgard, walked out first, covered in dust.

After they were returned to Asgard, they soon learned from the Queen what had happened.

The invasion of Helheim made Thor feel terrified. If it weren't for his father's backup in Asgard to help defend the empty Asgard, maybe Thor wouldn't be able to see him after returning to the Golden Palace. Mother.

But even so, some irreversible things still happened.

An urgent message came from Vanaheim. It was not that someone was invading that country, but an incredible event that happened in Vanaheim.

In that country where spring is like spring all year round and the climate is always mild like Asgard, it suddenly started to snow.

Same as Asgard, even worse blizzards.

This is not someone playing a magic prank. The gods of Vanaheim did not feel the magic of any runes, nor did they sense any special energy fluctuations.

It's just pure cold air that keeps appearing out of thin air.

It was above Vanaheim that a huge snowfall formed by the huge cold air gathered and fell silently.

The cold began to spread on the land of Vanaheim. It seemed to be nothing at first, but the ice and snow that could not be found for any reason gradually became worse...

This is by no means a good omen, not only because it symbolizes the falling snow that brings about the withering of all things, but also because for Vanaheim and Asgard, snow is by no means a good omen...

"The winter of Finbul, the beginning of Ragnarok..."

In the past, Thor would have always scorned these prophecies, but now, he seems to feel the power of the prophecies more and more.

You can believe that you can influence or even dominate the outcome of a prophecy, but never think that you can prevent it from happening.

Stepping out of the light of the Rainbow Bridge, Thor and the Four Asgardian Warriors once again set foot on the land of Jotunheim.

"Father of the gods! Are we really not in the wrong place?"

Volstagg made a shocked sound, because the scene before him was completely incomprehensible.

In the perception of any Asgardian, Jotunheim is a world of frost and desolation. However, what appeared before them now was a dry and barren land.

No blizzards, no ice, and no frost giants!

The glaciers that covered thousands of miles melted, leaving only the dry and dead land. The thousand-meter-high ice peak disappeared and was replaced by a short peak.

As if overnight, all the ice and snow disappeared on the land of Jotunheim!

"...It's impossible for Heimdall to send it to the wrong place."

Thor was also shocked by the scene in front of him, but he tightened his grip on Mjolnir and said in a deep voice

"Let's go and see what's going on here!"

Under Thor's leadership, they quickly traveled throughout Jotunheim. However, no matter how long they walked or in which direction they walked, all they saw was a desolate and dead silence.

The dark clouds covering the sky are still there, but the ice and snow have completely disappeared in this country of ice and snow. This place has become a completely dead place without any vitality or even the existence of elements.

This may be a good thing for Asgard. After all, without ice and snow, there would be no brutal and terrifying frost giants, and Asgard's safety can also be guaranteed to a certain extent.

But Thor doesn't think so. Everything that happened in Finbulwinter and Jotunheim is obviously not a simple coincidence!

Although he was very unhappy, Thor's brain seemed to be increasingly able to adapt to the existence of the conspiracy.

"Wait a minute - there seems to be movement ahead!"

After walking for about two hours, Thor, who noticed something moving in front of him, cheered up and said more cautiously.

They quickly quickened their pace and arrived at the canyon ahead - there was 'movement' here just as Thor said.

In this world that is almost completely devoid of ice and snow, the canyon ahead is filled with violent storms and snow!

A centimeter away is still a dead wasteland, but in the canyon there is eternal and crazy ice and snow falling.

"Be careful. If things go wrong, get out immediately."

Thor signaled the others to open their weapons, and they stepped into the ice and snow canyon. The falling ice and snow and the bone-scratching cold wind reminded them that this was not an illusion.

But the lingering weird feeling in Thor's heart became stronger and stronger.

He stepped into the canyon, and the deeper he went, the more uneasy he felt in his heart. This early warning always gave him a very familiar feeling...

"Father!!!"

A familiar and anxious voice suddenly sounded in the ice and snow, and Thor immediately gestured to the four warriors of Asgard behind him to ambush with him.

Just below the cliff ahead, in the middle of the canyon, a mighty blond old warrior wearing golden armor was instantly frozen into ice by a wizard.

After doing all this, the wizard said something in the warrior's ear and then disappeared.

And the voice calling for father came from far away and soon came here.

The man's appearance and attire made Thor's eyes narrow slightly.

The golden armor has a face similar to Thor's, but there is a lingering haze.

"Odin...quickly, call Kull! Come...save me..."

An extremely forced and slow voice came from the ice, but the most impactful thing to the Four Warriors of Asgard and Thor was the name.

Odin...the name of the father of the gods?

"Father...I understand."

The young man looked at his father who was frozen in the ice, with a strange glimmer in his eyes, nodded, and then left the canyon.

Thor and the others watched helplessly as the young man came to the outside of the canyon and shouted loudly to the anxious soldiers wandering around.

"The God King is not in this canyon, let's keep looking!"

Then, he led these soldiers out of the canyon, abandoning the old soldier who was frozen and waiting for rescue.

"It's illusion magic! Someone here released a large illusion magic!"

Sif, who was the first to see something was wrong, said loudly. She knocked on the shield and used the power of Uru metal to dispel the magic. However, the surrounding ice and snow only produced strange ripples.

"I hate everyone who uses illusions - and what was that? That was the greatest insult to the Father of the Gods!"

The grumpy Fandral said angrily, for an Asgardian who worships the Father of the Gods, the funny skit just now is simply the greatest insult to the Father of the Gods!

"...Let's get out of here quickly."

Thor whispered

He did not tell his friends that he actually heard clearly what the wizard said.

"When you know you can't escape, tell your son that he must adopt a Frost Giant baby in the future."

Thor was thinking of someone, but he wouldn't say it, especially on this occasion, and he wouldn't say anything.

The real prophecy is actually a ring, and its appearance has no causal relationship between the beginning and the end. Cause begets effect, and effect begets cause.

"Where are we going?" Sif asked

Thor raised his head, looked at a black magpie flying to the south, and said without hesitation

"Let's go to the south."

…

"Pietro? Pietro!"

In the empty wilderness, Wanda shouted her brother's name, but there was only her voice that kept echoing in the wilderness.

The emptiness here is frightening, with only the black grass above the wilderness.

Wanda crossed her arms tightly, and an icy chill spread over her.

Snap.

There was a voice behind her, and Wanda turned around suddenly, only to see Pietro lying motionless in a pool of blood.

Wanda opened her mouth wide, but all the sounds were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.

"You can't escape..."

A faint whisper sounded in Wanda's mind, a voice full of teasing, malice, ridicule, and anger.

That was the sound of three whispers mixed together. It was the deepest sound in the nightmare that Wanda could not forget.

Wanda covered her head in pain, paused on the ground and closed her eyes. She knew this was her dream, a damn nightmare! ! !

"Why should I pay for your power?"

Pietro's hands grabbed Wanda's legs, and he asked with a voice full of hatred while covered in blood.

"You are squandering power that does not belong to you, and I need to pay for all this!!!"

"No!!! Pietro, no - none of this has anything to do with you!"

Being poked at the most vulnerable place in her heart, Wanda screamed and opened her eyes, and at this moment, she also woke up from her sleep.

Wanda stood up suddenly from the bed, panting hard, and wrapped the quilt tightly around herself, but her fear and anxiety did not disappear at all.

Even if she had stopped using magic, even if she had chosen to escape and live alone somewhere else... this curse, like a tarsal maggot, would still haunt her.