"What's that?" Stark asked, wrinkled his eye muscles.
"It's just Dormammu."
Strange leaned very relaxed on the back of the single sofa, put his hands on the armrests, crossed his legs and said: "I also have the Great Shadow, the Crimson Lord, the Hell Lord...Tony, do you really think so?
Is the existence of these beings so simple?”
"Actually, just like humans, energy is their tool and it belongs to them. The importance of energy to them is similar to that of humans. We use energy to drive machines to build civilization, but that is not who we are."
"Aren't they energy beings?"
"That's just an expression." After the deep darkness in Strange's eyes faded away, his eyes were filled with the wisdom of the Supreme Mage. He clasped his forearms inwards again, crossed his fingers together, and said in front of him: "Every time
The core of a great demon is concepts or rules, not energy."
"The dark dimension is Dormammu's property. He regards it very important. In order to make his property more, he wants to corrode the world with darkness, but that is only because of his greed, not the need for survival.
.”
"As long as there is darkness in this universe, Dormammu will not die completely. His death is more similar to a deep sleep. The endless sleep replaces the real death. Perhaps he will be destroyed only when the universe is destroyed."
"In the long history of the Supreme Mage's dealings with such creatures, we have also encountered even more bizarre and terrifying existences. My teacher, Ancient One, once told me about that twisted and terrifying history.
"
Strange and Stark placed their gazes on the black notebook at the same time. When their gazes overlapped, Stark heard from Strange what the mages were exploring behind the stars.
Old things.
"In the ancient Hyperion era, wizards had already begun to be curious about what was behind the stars. They drew magic circles, offered sacrifices, and summoned these terrifying entities hidden behind the stars."
"Modern magicians generally believe that those so-called magic circles and sacrifices are not actually effective. It is the wizards' spying on the stars that attracted the attention of these ancient beings."
"When they projected their attention, the wizards gained unparalleled power, but at the same time they fell into endless madness and pain. Modern magicians generally believe that this kind of power was not given by those beings, and that madness is also
same."
Stark shook his head slightly, indicating that he did not fully understand. Strange used many ancient and difficult words, some of which did not even resemble human language, but he still said in that indulgent tone:
"The power that the wizards gained was just the aftermath of their arrival, and the madness they encountered was only because they looked directly at the madness itself. These beings who came did not want to bless anyone, nor did they want anyone to suffer.
Their existence is the ultimate chaos and madness."
"And when it comes to what they are like, my teacher Ancient One once said that there are no treasures behind the starry sky, only endless blindness and ignorance."
"They are hidden in the formless realm deep within the stars, and when the stars return to their positions, they will come again."
"Who are they?"
Strange looked back at Stark's focused gaze, and then seemed to be in a state of inspiration, spitting out a series of words that Stark could not understand, but this language gathered in Stark's mind.
Become a name - "The Old One".
"Please forgive me for using a specific word now to describe the crazy story I have experienced. If this were a novel, then I would name it - The Return of the Past.
But this is not because I was too careless and kept using unclear pronouns to refer to them. It’s just that the story of finding this name is equally thrilling and exciting. I must record it. It has to be from my time in Long Island, Rocky Mountain National Park.
The adventure of tracking down alien fallen objects at the foot of Fengshan Mountain begins.
When the sun went down, an indescribable sense of excitement pushed my back. Instead of retreating to the base, I took out my flashlight from my mountaineering bag and illuminated the dark road I was about to embark on..."
Schiller at the desk raised his pen and looked out the window with sleepy eyes. The sun finally rose, and the blazing light became brighter and brighter. The light suddenly flickered. After the flashlight was moved away, what was revealed was that Quill was full of small scars.
s face.
He walked through the jungle with difficulty, using the crutch in his hand to push aside the thick bushes from time to time, and walked forward with one foot deeper and one shallower.
"For the sake of the fact that I just saved your life, can't you just listen to me?! We should go back to the base now instead of continuing dangerously deep!" Rocket Raccoon, who was holding on to the handle of his mountaineering bag, said to Quill.
With shouts in his ears, he said: "You still say you are not afraid of heights? Then how do you explain why you fainted while standing on the top of such a high tree branch?!"
Quill pursed his lips, as if he didn't want to talk about this topic. He turned his head to one side and said: "Thank you for saving me with the hook and not letting me break my spine, but that was actually just an accident. I think my condition is very good."
good."
Rocket Raccoon sighed deeply and did not try to persuade him again. Quill quickened his pace, and the smoke plume from the crash of the spaceship was getting closer and closer to him.
A few minutes later, Quill finally saw the crashed spaceship after pushing aside the fallen leaves of a dense clump of broad-leaved plants.
"Oh God. What is this?!"
Quill's expression of shock could not be more extreme, because what appeared in front of him was not at all the exquisite, minimalist, hydrodynamic metal product he had expected - it was the same with all the wreckage of the spacecraft he had seen at NASA before.
.
It is not accurate to call the spaceship in front of us a spaceship. It is more like a fragment of a palace hanging upside down and inserted into the ground. It seems that a huge palace was cut into pieces and then thrown here casually.
Quill got closer, and he found that his judgment was correct. It should be the spire of the three-quarters main hall of the Gothic palace, which is the kind of spire type building that is common next to the main hall of a Gothic church.
The reason why it is called Gothic is because Quilna's lack of architectural knowledge prevents him from finding other more precise styles to describe this building. It is black all over, with golden streaks on the walls, and metal
The decoration is decorated with starry sky patterns.
But at the same time, there is a sense of confusion in the space around it, which makes people feel that it does not really look like this, but the human brain can only understand it like this.
"No wonder the director of NASA firmly believes that there is treasure inside..."
In front of the huge building, Quill's figure was so small that he almost disappeared. He raised his head and stared at the magnificent remains.
Then he suddenly reacted, covering his neck and said: "Why didn't I see such a big guy when I was on the mountain? This, this is not scientific..."
"You can still uphold a scientific heart now, which can be regarded as a sign of strong will." Rocket Raccoon also stared at the building, and stretched out his paw to pat Quill's shoulder.
"I don't think you'll end up well if you enter here rashly. I think we should leave first and then think about it in the long term."
"You really don't look like a beast, or the complete opposite of them." Quill said as he took steps and began to circle around the remains, as if he wanted to find an entrance.
Suddenly, a tremor came from the earth, and Quill was knocked to the ground before he could react. He tried to stabilize his body, but at the same time, a low bell rang.
"Dong...dong...dong..."
The world is spinning.
Quill covered his ears, but he couldn't stop the bells from infiltrating. He saw that in the shadow of the big tree under the moonlight, those terrifying sticky tentacles began to twist and move again.
The sticky feeling climbed up his ankles, then his whole body, and then penetrated deep into his stomach and intestines. Quill opened his mouth wide and breathed desperately, and his ears were filled with piercing hooks protruding from his eyes.
The sound of the skin on your own belly.
"Puff, puff, puff..."
The eyes that emerged from the pupa flew toward the depths of darkness with countless sharp limbs, and climbed onto the faces of several figures in the darkness, becoming their eyes.
The monster with eyes got closer and closer, "Puff, puff, puff..."
Quill waved his arms wildly and shouted: "Don't come here, don't come here! Get away, get away quickly!!!!"
"Are you okay? Hey! Hey! Man, wake up! We're not monsters, we're SHIELD agents! Can you wake up?"
The bright light shone on Quill's face, and the stimulation of the light made him suddenly come back to his senses. His arms froze in the air, and when he moved away, he saw the faces of several young people.
"Are you okay? What happened to you?"
The face of the young man in charge made Quil feel familiar, and his thoughts were suddenly drawn back to the first day back on Earth. He called Lisa next to a newsstand, and at that time, someone ran away from him.
The newspaper boy in the past held the front page of the newspaper with this young man's face printed on it.
"Peter...Peter Parker?"
"Look, let me just say that asking Riley to comfort him is effective. Everyone trusts Peter Parker." An Asian young man standing behind the leading young man spread his hands and said.
"Brother, if you're fine, don't lie down on the ground. Isn't it cold? Be careful of your waist." The Asian young man stepped forward and pulled Quil up. Quil shook his head vigorously and seemed not sober.
"I'm sorry, sir, but I'm afraid I have to ask, why are you here? What does it have to do with this mysterious building?"
"I am, I am a NASA investigator." Quill gasped and said, "Who are you? I didn't think SHIELD agents would be so young."
"It is true that we are not official agents, we just received temporary tasks from SHIELD. I am Ben Riley, you can also call me Peter Parker, as you like. My friends and I are entrusted by SHIELD.
Came to investigate the crashed UFO."
Riley stretched out his hand towards Quill, who covered his head with one hand and gently shook his hand with the other, saying, "So you are the kind of weirdos with special abilities?"
Riley looked back at his teammates behind him. Standing behind him were Scarlet Witch Wanda, Jarvis and Xu Shangqi. Then he looked back at Quill, nodded and said, "Yes, we all
We have special abilities, but none of us can be called weirdos."
"After all, we didn't lie down in the bushes shouting and screaming in the middle of the night." Riley shrugged. Listening to his relaxed tone, Quill looked around and found nothing around him.
There were no twisted tentacles or terrifying mucus. He lowered his head and looked at his abdominal cavity. There was no monster bursting out of his abdomen. Everything was an illusion.
"It's nothing, I just fell down. My name is Peter Quill. You can also call me Star-Lord. This is my friend Rocket Raccoon."
Riley blinked and looked at the raccoon that jumped on Quill's shoulder. He was just about to correct Quill's wording when he heard the raccoon open his mouth and say to him: "Hello, I'm Rocket Raccoon. I'll take you."
Take back those impolite words that have come to your lips, I am not his pet."
"Well, okay, I'm sorry." Riley scratched his head, but Rocket Raccoon was a little uncomfortable with such an easy acceptance. He deliberately lowered his eyebrows and made a weird expression and said, "You're treating me like this."
Aren’t you surprised that you can speak?”
"Well, I also know a friend. I often go to his house to play games. He is a talking mouse. I think you two may have a common language."
"I don't think so."
"Okay, everyone, please stop talking. Riley, weren't you still clamoring for a speed pass before you came here? Let's go in quickly, and whatever we find, use magic to pack it up, and then throw it to Nick to give him a headache."
Xu Shangqi frowned. He shook his head and felt a little uncomfortable. Wanda keenly noticed that something was wrong with his mood, so he asked: "What's wrong with you, Xu? Didn't you go to the Divine Spear Bureau for training some time ago?"
Or is it that you can’t control that so-called ‘qi’ well?”
"I feel that the flow of Qi is becoming chaotic." Xu Shangqi took a deep breath and said, "I have a stomachache. Maybe I ate too much at lunch, but in short, I don't feel very well. Let's finish the investigation quickly.
Let’s go quickly.”
Jarvis reached out to support Xu Shangqi, but Xu Shangqi gently pushed him away, indicating that he did not need help. At this time, Riley, who was standing at the front, expressed surprise that Quill wanted to go in to investigate together.
"Sorry, I really don't mean to look down on you, but it's obvious that your current mental and physical condition is not suitable..."
Riley hesitated to speak. He looked at Quill. The young man's current condition was indeed not very good. It could even be called bad. His face was covered with scratches, his face was pale, and his body was covered with traces of mud. But his eyes
There was an unusual excitement inside.
"I'm in very good shape. Believe me, just like you, I also need some investigation results to hand over. I can help."
Riley hesitated for a moment, but thinking of his identity as Spider-Man, he looked back at Wanda. The abilities of a few of his own were more than enough to explore a crashed spaceship. It didn't matter if he brought one more person with him, even if he was a burden.
So, a group of people began to circle around the spire in search of the entrance. Their small figures shuttled in front of the majestic building, almost blending into the darkness.
And on the broken top of the minaret, a huge full moon hung.
“When we are obsessed with the moon, we ignore the inconspicuous stars hidden in the darkness behind this bright star.
There were too many anomalies that reminded me that I should escape as soon as possible, but at that time, I completely ignored them, just like the residue that was sucked into the vortex, sliding uncontrollably towards the unknown dark void."
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This chapter has been completed!