Marvel: Starting From the Dimensional Demon God

Looking up, Dead Servant looked smug.

Tony twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly.

What is your taste? Still inherit?

Don't put gold in your face, Wade!

"Haha, Tony, don't bother about this idiot, just look at the Daily Bugle."

Sitting on the sofa, Constantine threw a newspaper at Deadpool's face.

Tony fixed his eyes and saw that on the front page of the Daily Bugle was a familiar armor.

"Iron Overlord?"

And how awkward this picture looks, it is exactly how Tie Bawang threw him to the ground and stomped on him.

"Oh... I got it wrong, it should be this one."

Constantine was a little embarrassed, and took out a newspaper from his pocket. Seeing that Deadpool had just ripped off the newspaper on his face, he filled it up and covered it with great precision.

This time the picture was captured very well, and the impact was very strong. The golden-red armor was put on the abdomen by Iron Overlord.

"..." Looking at the front page cover of the New York Daily, Tony couldn't help but make a small comment.

"Why are they so obsessed with taking pictures of me getting beaten up? These news outlets should really replace the cameraman!"

Pulling off the newspaper on his face, Deadpool raised his hand just as he was about to express his opinion, when he saw a black braised egg walk in calmly.

"Hey... how did you get in here?"

He didn't register on the smart program, strangers couldn't get in, he pulled out his gun very quickly, and his pants fell to the ground.

Swish!

A dense red dot shot from the window and shone on him.

"..." Straight up, Deadpool raised his hands in embarrassment.

"Black marinated egg... We misunderstood!"

"Wade Wilson, codenamed Deadpool, I know you."

There was no expression on Nick Fury's face, and the moment he opened his mouth, he looked aggressive.

"We at S.H.I.E.L.D. are always assessing how dangerous you are, given your super regenerative abilities and unstable mental state. If you don't want to be drowned in concrete, just shut up and stand there. ."

"Wow... I'm so scared, Constantine, this black marinated egg is so scary!"

Deadpool shouted exaggeratedly and quickly hid behind Constantine.

Nick Fury turned his eyes to Constantine.

"John Constantine, who calls himself a **** detective, is a mage."

We at S.H.I.E.L.D. have been investigating your past, but until now, there is still no clue.

Can you tell me where you are from? "

As soon as he appeared on the field, he took the lead, and Nick Fury was very satisfied with his performance.

According to experience, Constantine will definitely choose to hide, so he can take advantage of the situation...

"Parallel time and space."

"Cough cough... Ni, what are you talking about?" Nick Fury coughed loudly, almost gasping for breath. He stared, suspecting that he had auditory hallucinations for a while.

click...

Lighting a cigarette for himself, Constantine said indifferently, "I'm from a parallel time and space."

[Mood value from Nick Fury +771]

[Mood value from Wade Wilson +788]

[From Tony Stark's emotional value +799]

"Hey...Tony, did he say something special with an indifferent face?"

The depressing atmosphere at the scene was gone, and Dead Servant was full of envy as he grabbed Tony's arm.

Damn, he pretended to be there again!

"Ah, yes, from a parallel time and space, that's what he said."

With a wooden face, Tony's brain was running fast, trying to parse the meaning of this sentence from more than ten angles.

But he found through observation that Constantine was serious, he really came from a parallel time and space!

"..." Nick Fury was startled, he really just asked, not expecting Constantine to answer at all.

As long as he doesn't hinder his persuasion to Tony, he doesn't care at all... Who knows that the other party will blow himself up without caring.

This…

"Don't think about it, literally, I come from a world that is similar but different from the current one."

Seeing everyone staring at him blankly, Constantine took a breath of the chimney.

With a twinkle in his eyes, Nick Fury asked.

"What kind of world is that?"

"There is also a world of superheroes, super villains, there is no so-called S.H.I.E.L.D...."

Although the forms are different, heaven and **** still exist no matter which world they are in. "

Constantine smirked, revealing more secrets.

"Hell? I know that. Constantine, do you know what's going on in heaven?"

Having seen Constantine summoning a demon, Tony naturally believed in the existence of hell, but when it came to heaven, he had never seen it before.

"The heaven dimension of this world seems to be a bit special. I have received too little information from the devil to make a judgment."

Frowning, Constantine answered truthfully.

[Mood value from Nick Fury +783]

Taking a deep look at Constantine, Nick Fury decided not to waste any more time. He turned his head and said to Tony.

"I'm Nick Fury, director of S.H.I.E.L.D."

Last night, although Stark Industries produced an official report of the incident, it lied that the robot prototype had malfunctioned and the Ark reactor was damaged, and your personal "bodyguard" came forward...

But these reports are not enough to convince the news media and the public. "

He took out two blue papers full of words and handed them to Tony.

"This is your alibi, you were on vacation on a cruise ship last night, and we have a port report that you were in Avalon all night."

Coupled with the sworn testimony of 50 guests, as long as you read it according to this script, you can stop most people's mouths..."

Taking it over, Tony glanced at random, puzzled.

"Uh, Stanley... I mean him, why isn't it up there?"

Furui smiled confidently: "Mr. Stanley, I'm on vacation overseas."

"Okay, just read according to the manuscript, right... Thank you."

After saying thanks, Tony accepted the favor.

Pepper Pepper walked in, adjusted Tony's clothes, smiled slightly, and Tony strode to the venue, followed by everyone.

…

"I am Iron Man."

boom!

The audience was sensational.

Offstage, Nick Fury opened his mouth and looked at Walter.

[Mood value from Nick Fury +843]

【…】

Chapter 75 "Lipo Mountain Jiqiga Temple~"

goo goo goo...

The bubbles floated upward, and at the bottom of the dark Hudson River, an engineering robot with a robotic arm was lighting up and carefully exploring the 33-meter-deep water.

This is an engineering team led by Natasha, trying to salvage the corpses of the Wraith at the bottom of the river.

Natasha has been doing this since the day she separated from Constantine and the others.

Suddenly, her eyes moved, she leaned over in front of the monitoring station in the cabin, and pointed her finger at a position in the lower left corner of the screen.

"Here, some blue fabric-like things flashed by just now... Quick, let the robot lean over and take a look!"

Following her order, the subordinates operated the robot to turn the angle and head towards Natasha's finger.

"Oh...I can't believe it, this is actually a person!"

In the cabin, someone exclaimed.

As the machine gets closer and closer, the picture becomes clearer and clearer. First there is a blue sleeve, then an arm. If you continue down that arm, you will see a tangle of straw mats and seaweed. woman.

The woman exposed her upper body and buried her lower body in the silt of the riverbed.

Her long hair was floating up and tangled in seaweed, her right arm was stretched up, and her blue sleeve was floating just to be discovered.

The robot at the bottom of the river has a considerable degree of intelligence. It adjusts the focus and consciously aims the camera at the face of the corpse.

Her eyes were closed, her skin was pale, and her features were beautiful, like a sleeping beauty.

Several subordinates in the room couldn't hold back their loneliness and gathered around to discuss her appearance with great interest, but Natasha suddenly had a tingling scalp and took a step back.

At that moment, it seemed as if an extreme cold climbed up from her toes along her calf, hitting her nerves.

She seemed to see a hallucination, the corpse in the mud was staring at herself with empty eyes.

"hiss…"

The hairs on his arms stood up straight, and his whole body was covered in goose bumps.

[Emotion value from Natasha Romanov +777]

A subordinate noticed what was wrong with her and turned his head and asked suspiciously.

"Sir, what's the matter with you?"

Natasha opened her mouth, looked at the screen again, and found that the corpse was motionless and sleeping very peacefully.

But the gloomy feeling just now is definitely not an illusion, this tempered body has a clear crisis response.

Shaking her head, she put aside her doubts temporarily and decided to find an opportunity to ask Constantine.

Then an order was issued to let them remove the seaweed and find a way to pull the corpse up.

Everyone was very quick to do it. They first removed the seaweed from the woman's body and dug her out of the silt in the river bed as ordered.

Then operate the robot to tie a rope to the left and right armpits and two ankles of the female corpse, and rely on the crane on the boat to drag the female corpse up a little bit from the depths of the Hudson River.

The engineering robot is directly above her, and the camera has been aimed at the face of the corpse. This is Natasha's order. Only by looking at the corpse at any time can you feel at ease.

"When you drag her out of the river, sprinkle it with holy water from the church, and burn it with flames, it should be fine..."

No, no, it's not safe, it's best to call Constantine again, and it's safe with two priests who recite the scriptures!

Natasha was calculating in her heart, but the ship under her feet suddenly swayed.

Like a powerful monster pulling downward, the ship's cranes creaked, and the sirens whirled and flashed red, blaring bells.

Looking at the monitor subconsciously, the female corpse has stopped moving upwards.

There was no sign of recovery or struggle. The female corpse's hair was long and rippling naturally in the water. The long blue dress was blooming in the water, and the skin was bubbling a little white, but it didn't give people a feeling of edema.

She lay quietly in the water and slept peacefully, as if she had fallen into an eternal dream.

"Hey, go check if there is something wrong with the crane?"

A subordinate stood up impatiently and shouted loudly.