"Eric!" Jane Foster is hiding in a ruins. There are no aliens wearing pale and scary masks, nor Asgard soldiers wearing golden armor. Here is Greenway.
It is one of the few safe places in the university where mortals can take refuge in this war. The cute intern Darcy she recruited, who is good for nothing except eating, and her intern's intern are crowded together with her.
When Jane Foster saw her mentor Eric playing with the instruments, she shouted dissatisfied. "Have you done it yet?" Jane Foster never doubted her mentor.
Ability. Although Eric Schavig is a bit crazy now, facts have proven that Eric Schavig is correct. This correctness even if Eric Schavig ran to Stonehenge naked.
It cannot be denied.
She just wanted her mentor to move faster.
"It's coming, it's coming!" The astrophysics professor with sparse white hair on his head is still constantly adjusting the parameters of the instrument in his hand. According to Eric's theory, when the celestial bodies meet, the obstacles between the nine realms will no longer exist.
The resulting physical phenomenon is also extremely simple and clear. Any student who has received junior high school physics education can guess that the gravity will decrease where the celestial bodies meet, and the scope of this gravity decrease phenomenon will expand to the entire
Greenwich and eventually London will fall apart under the pull of other countries' gravity.
This is an out-and-out disaster. Eric's instruments can detect certain invisible gravity anomalies (the most obvious ones can be seen without detection. They just saw two planes fall into the
Portal over Greenwich), and after something powerful informed him of some ulterior knowledge, Eric miraculously used these detection instruments to create a device that could cause gravity anomalies and offset the original phenomenon.
thing.
"It's done!" Eric felt like handing over the things at hand to the panicked Darcy and the calm Jane Foster. "Remember, arrange the instruments according to the positions shown here." Eric Sha
Dr. Vig pointed to a device for detecting signals given to his students, and then pointed to the expanding circular portal in the clouds over London, "Don't take one more step, or you will fall into other worlds."
You can't get out. What's worse is, no one knows where you will appear, and you can't fly."
This sentence also applies to Salomon.
The annoying chants and the demon's war cry made him shake his head impatiently. Even though his wounds were slowly healing after the battle, the itching and stinging pain through the armor was driving people crazy. He
Taking a deep breath, he could still feel the pain in his lungs and the smell of blood. In the last battle, his breastplate was the target of the enemy's attacks (blunt weapons couldn't protect him from all attacks).
[Analyze the portal] The effect of this spell is distributed in a fan shape, and the range of action is only 60 feet. He stopped and walked, constantly casting spells to detect the location of the portal. Even if he found it, he would need to cast the spell again to determine the teleportation
The destination of the portal. However, when the phenomenon of celestial convergence occurs, these portals may appear or disappear at any time - there were a few times when he worked hard to find a portal and was about to cast a spell to detect it.
The portal suddenly disappeared without even saying hello.
Finally he thought of a way.
Salomon held up his mobile phone and used the signal strength on the mobile phone to determine the location of the portal to the earth. This was very risky because he would not be able to determine whether there were people from other worlds on his way.
The portal will suck him in, and the gravity of a planet is not something he can resist.
"So... is this your excuse?" The queen sitting on the skeleton throne smiled disdainfully, but the environment here was dim and Salomon could not see her expression clearly. "Midgardian, you
I accept your excuse, now you should kneel down." The Skeleton Queen said, "You may want to know where this is, and you may want me to ask my name. Okay, then I will answer it for you and let you
The poor brains of that short-lived race are exposed to some knowledge that you simply cannot access."
She patted the cold throne without waiting for Salomon's answer.
She pointed at the two dry skeletons and said, "This is my male servant, named Slowness. This is my maid, named Slowness." Then she puffed up her chest with infinite pride, "And I am in charge.
Facing aging and disease, I am the hidden god! The orthodox heir of the nine realms! The goddess of death! The queen of Asgard! Your queen! Now, kneel down and feel honored to meet the queen! Maybe one day, you
You can stand beside me and watch me spread carnage and death throughout the universe. Your bones will become my soldiers in this epic battle. That is the only use of your worthless life!"
After she announced her honorable name, the entire throne hall fell silent. No one spoke for a long time, and the atmosphere became awkward. "Now, kneel down!" the Skeleton Queen in a dark green cloak repeated angrily,
"Shouldn't you listen to your queen? Put that toy down in your hands!"
"I don't have time." Salomon walked out without looking back, "I still have things to do."
"Ha! Nothing can make you leave here. This is the trap and prison set by the hypocritical Odin." The goddess of death burst out with a terrifying roar, "Damn Odin! I have fought for him for many years, and he is
Repay me with imprisonment! The throne of Asgard belongs to me, not the golden retriever puppy still in diapers or the blue kitten he picked up! Did you hear this, damn mortal, come back! Do you think I am
Haven’t you tried it? Even if the celestial bodies meet, you can’t get out. Odin’s magic is everywhere here! Don’t force me to kill you, warrior!”
"There is a way to break any spell. There is no perfect spell in the world." Salomon's pupils emitted a bright blue light, and everything he could see was covered with complex and small rune magic. This magic was one of the largest in number.
There are many, and the complexity of the structure can be compared with the regional planetary defense system. Only Odin in this world can cast such rune magic, but whether it is flawless is another matter.
"You have a way to get out? Are you a wizard?" The goddess of death narrowed her slender eyes, "If you can do it, I will reward you for living by my side."
"No, I can't." Salomon simply denied it. Hela was not surprised by this. She has a very deep research on rune magic. Her magic teachers are Odin and Frigga.
Apart from them, there is no warrior or magician in the entire Asgard who is more powerful than her - she was given many powerful magics before she was born, and she is Odin's most powerful weapon. Because of this, she
Only then will you think that the throne belongs to you.
Hela, the goddess of death, was Asgard's business and Thor's business. Salomon didn't want to cause trouble. But what bothered him was that he always felt that his arrival in Helheim was not an accident. This
This thought made him open his eyes and look around, trying to find the person who pushed him here.
"It doesn't matter, you can die later." The goddess of death relaxed. She sat lazily on the throne, playing with the skull of her servant in her hand. She said, "I want to hear you talk about the situation in the Nine Realms.
, tell me, what does my future territory look like now? Kneel down and answer!”