The sight of cats, winged horses, phoenixes and a group of bear cubs playing together is indeed very cute, but such words should not be said from the king of the Eternal City. At least Stephanie thinks so, even now Salomon
She hadn't put on the crown yet, and she didn't really want to hear how the bear cub sharpened his claws on the tree, or how Pegasus and the Phoenix competed in flight. She thought Salomon had better show the majesty of a dictator, even Ji
Dean Malick also thinks so. Things like joking or telling stories with his subordinates are not suitable for his status as a feudal monarch and a ruthless ruler.
"If he can't fight for the interests of Hydra or the Malik family, then prevent him from being manipulated by any interest group." Gideon Malik said to his daughter. Even if the bodyguard's blood has not yet dried, Gideon
En Malik is still sitting in the study imparting wisdom to his daughter, "I tried to persuade him to accept it, but he refused, which shows that he is not someone we can control. He is a king, not a money-grubbing politician or a
A businessman, a king cannot be manipulated. So you must follow his every step, let his interests become the interests of the Malik family, and at the same time, you must eliminate for him any forces that may manipulate him. My daughter, you must let us and
He became one."
Stephanie has kept her father's teachings in mind. Now it seems that her father is quite far-sighted. The power of the Malik family is indeed much stronger than before, and they can even manipulate Congress's investigation of Hydra to attack those who are unwilling to obey.
Stephanie wants Salomon to maintain the attitude of a feudal monarch. Drawing distance will only make people lose their sense of awe towards him, and will also shake the status of the Malik family around him.
Salomon's powerful strength made this mission look like a walk after dinner. Stephanie also had the opportunity to personally kill the Skrull sentry, but this was still not a good time to relax, the kind that took advantage of the warm afternoon.
The topic of the pale yellow sunshine and the slightly drunken summer wind blowing from the river is obviously not suitable for the current scene that exudes smoke, feces, blood, wailing and burnt flesh. Any ordinary person will be confused when they see her current appearance.
She was feeling cold. She wanted to hire a professional to clean her beautiful black bearskin cape, which was now looking pretty bad.
"Sorry, I didn't know you wanted to hear this."
Even the bloody scenes around him couldn't conceal the kindness and gentleness shown by Salomon.
"No, it's just a little inappropriate." Stephanie said with a frown. Although the blood of the Skrulls was evaporated by the current on the claw blade, she still felt that the burning smell lingered. To be honest, she now
She began to hate killing. It wasn't that she suddenly changed her attitude towards aliens and wanted to show her kindness to others, but that she didn't want to do it herself. Although her father talked about how important power was every day, killing with her own hands was not like this.
It's tiring and smelly, and even having power armor and a fully enclosed helmet won't help.
No matter what kind of creature it is, it will smell bad when it faces death. It would be great if someone else can do it for her. She really doesn't like the look of the enemy dying like shit, even if it is inevitable. At present,
The skills she had learned so far were enough to protect herself, and she didn't think anyone else could hurt her when she was around Salomon. Even Salomon didn't expect that she could bring such a sense of security to others.
, which made him feel a little surprised when he glanced at Stephanie's surface emotions.
Ever since he made the plan and parted ways with the Avengers and SHIELD, his behavior has been no different from the villains in the comics to a certain extent. It's just that he doesn't make idiotic declarations of hostility.
He will not show mercy for the sake of monthly magazine sales, and there is no one under him who can be convinced by the so-called superhero. People like Natasha Romanoff have to continue to work for him even if they know that they are being used.
He also had to take the initiative to provide him with information. In addition, he also contacted a former Kama Taj mystic who lived in seclusion in Eastern Europe through His Holiness's relationship, one of the few defectors who was not killed, and planned to let that person
A gypsy former mystic came to work for himself.
After the suppression operation is over, he will go to Eastern Europe to personally visit the defector that His Holiness is unwilling to kill. He is sure to convince the other party because their ideals are almost exactly the same, but Salomon sees further and thinks
It's just more. To put it bluntly, Salomon is smarter and more stable than the other party, and will not be disturbed by too many emotional factors. If the candidate for the Supreme Mage had not been determined, he would have wanted to persuade the other party to come.
Take over the title for him.
"In my opinion, there is no difference. Killing a few Skrulls is as easy as eating dessert." Salomon said. The Skrulls he and Stephanie killed were all soldiers responsible for reconnaissance work.
Intertwined with the surveillance network of the Immortal City, they penetrate each other. His arrival is no different than a dinosaur trampling on the bushes, easily crushing the delicate balance of all the squirrels snatching nuts among the branches.
"I'm tired."
Although the Skrulls' Gauss weapons hit her several times, the protective magic applied to her at some point erupted into bright blue and orange sparks when hit, and the electromagnetic shield installed on her back
She could always block the high-speed flying metal at the right time. Under heavy protection, she didn't even lose the paint of her power armor. Killing without danger could not stimulate adrenaline, and this cruel fun gradually disappeared. In the end
Stephanie didn't even bother to do it.
"Then let's take a rest. Dita sent a message. The sisterhood's mission is completed. They have destroyed the radar station, hangar and runway, blocking the US air force support within a thousand kilometers. Now we just need
Just wait here for the transport ship to enter the atmosphere. The assault transport ship will block the US military aircraft trying to approach." Salomon shrugged and raised his head as if he could see the fighter jets roaring past the horizon.
Stephanie put away her paws, "Aren't you worried about the Skrulls in the Immortal City?"
"Why should I worry? I always win, always." Salomon walked in front, soaked in humus muddy with the stinky blood oozing from the Skrull corpses, but he didn't care at all about the exquisite tall tube.
What kind of dirt is stained on the boots? When he said this, he did not even show the strong confidence that should be felt by others, as if he was drinking a glass of water instead of carrying out ruthless purges and counter-intelligence.
Activity.
"Our mission is accomplished, Stephanie. We can sit on the cliff over there and watch and watch the whole battle. It will be wonderful."
When the ablative armor of the transport ship rubbed violently in the atmosphere like a huge meteorite falling from the sky, Salomon took out his own flask and clinked it with the drinking spout on Stephanie's power armor, causing her to throw it at the mystic mage.
Come rolled his eyes. But the mystic still smiled. "I have always liked the roar of these war machines. As long as humans no longer aim their guns at their own kind and kill each other for the wealth of politicians and businessmen, then it will be