It is wrong to say too much. It is better not to say anything than to cover it up with lies.
Lies are very difficult for gods, no, or any existence beyond the understanding of earthlings, to succeed.
Ange has become accustomed to this method of communication.
In bringing this hybrid world of Marvel and DC to where it is today, Ange already has some clues.
Recently, Ange's cross-space search ability has reached its limit. This has nothing to do with the level of teleportation ability. Without being able to significantly improve his perception, Ange realized that he probably couldn't sense where Wonder Woman originally was.
It's a paradise island. Not only is space there, but time is not at the same latitude.
When luck doesn't work, the only thing Ange can think of is to obtain the power of time and space from the world line of "Doctor Strange".
It's a pity that Master Gu Yi is not that easy to talk to. He wanted to cause trouble at this time, but he was shot to death by Gu Yi in minutes.
Wandering in the same place is a dead end. Only by being promoted to a planet-level powerhouse can you have a chance to control your own destiny.
How can it be so easy to advance to the planet level?
So whether you go to the Greek pantheon to cause trouble, or follow Brother Hammer around the universe in the future, this is always a risk.
As long as the reward is proportional to the risk, it's no big deal.
Here, Ange's questions to Sif are basically answered.
Sif really didn't hear any flaws.
Because even the motive that she was most concerned about, Ange took it as she said - the ether particles are the [Reality Stones], and there is a guy named Thanos in the universe who is peeking at this thing. Since what Kratos asked for is similar to Ah
There's no conflict with Sgard, so that's easy to say.
"Okay. The formal questioning is over. Now it's time for you to experience the passion of Asgard." Sif went out for a walk.
In the next battle, Ange won't be able to deal with it.
A 10-member band, a group of elven dancers, a ten-square-meter table full of delicious food, and a whole row of wine weighing more than Ange's weight...
"this……"
"You saved Queen Frigga! We all thank you! Everyone loves her. This is the courtesy you deserve."
Sif laughed, patted Ange's shoulder affectionately, and started to persuade him to drink.
Alfheim under the rule of the Asgardians is the country of elves, and there are real and beautiful elves of light. These elves are about the same height as humans, have white skin, and have long, pointed ears. If Ange is still
If there is any regret, it is probably because there are two pairs of translucent dragonfly-style wings behind these light elves.
A time traveler secretly complained: If they were similar to the elves in World of Warcraft, I would have to take a few of them back to warm my bed, forget about the winged birdmen.
The band is made up of dwarfs from Wertheim. These little guys, who are probably less than half a person tall, are great helpers in setting the mood.
Ange, whose left and right eyelids were twitching wildly at the same time, wanted to complain, because he felt like he had regained the job of the original owner of this body - to be an excellent nightclub blogger.
However, it is probably a very rare treat to dare to visit the shop of the Asa in Nordic mythology.
After downing five one-pound bottles of strong liquor, Sif was somewhat tipsy.
"I was in a hurry last time I went to Earth. Are the pubs on Earth as lively as ours now?"
"Well, as a former nightclub prince, I insist that nightclubs on Earth are more lively than this."
"Really? I don't believe it!"
Ange took out his smartphone and randomly pulled out a video of a nightclub. The loud music, psychedelic lights, and people twisting their limbs crazily made Sif look a little dazed.
"They looked very happy."
"It's very high!"
"Is that how the woman named Jane fascinated Thor?" Sif looked a little drunk and pointed at a girl with very little fabric on the screen.
What did this girl say?
Just like the American girl who appears when you search for words such as "Under the Great Depression...", "An exciting ditty", etc., this kind of dress is definitely too much for Sif. If Sif dares to dress like this, I'm afraid
It was Frigga who opened her eyes as soon as she woke up.
Ange's facial muscles twitched unnaturally - should I tell you, is it because in Thor's eyes, Miss Jane is that rare type? She will never be submissive to Thor, she
Do you dare to give Thor two big tricks? Sometimes, men just want to be rare and fresh.
Can Ange say these words?
He can't!
"Hey! I'm not interested in their affairs, don't get involved with me. But, I have dated quite a few women like this before."
"How do you feel?" Sif suddenly hugged Ange's neck. This action was actually very brotherly, and it also tested someone's body.
System prompt: [Sif launches a clamping attack on the host unconsciously, and is determining the host's strength and constitution... The determination is passed, and the host is immune to this clamping damage. ]
Ange finally understood why Mao's right eyelid twitched. As long as his physical fitness was lower than 100 points, there was no guarantee that the cervical vertebra alone would immediately split into 206 pieces.
Ange shrugged naturally and flicked Sif away: "Not really. For me now, women on Earth are too weak. They are like delicate porcelain that needs careful care. If I exert even a little force, they will break many bones.
It’s over.”
"That's right!" Sif seemed to be furious and took a big gulp: "I really don't know what's good about that woman! Thor was fascinated by her and let Heimdall stare at her all day long.
Her updates will be reported to him regularly."
"Sometimes love doesn't need a reason." Ange clinked glasses with her and downed the 500 ml glass of spirit, which was at least 50 degrees.
"Wow! I have sacrificed so much for him and learned to be a good wife and mother. I have been waiting for him for thousands of years, but he never thought of me as a woman."
Ange looked at Sif speechlessly.
In fact, there is a reason why Sif was regarded as a goddess by mortals in the age of mythology. She is very powerful, a wingman on horseback, and a good wife on horseback.
To be fair, she looks pretty good.
The biggest difference with Miss Jane is the difference in their face shapes. Shiv's face tends to be square. In fact, it is best to keep long hair with this kind of face shape, use a wavy hairstyle, and use long bangs to cover the cheekbones and part of the chin.
Expose all the lines of your face.
Although Sif grew her hair long, for fighting, she wore it in a long, straight hairstyle, which exposed her forehead and facial lines, which made her look overly masculine and even a little old-fashioned.
No wonder Thor only regards her as a buddy.
Relatively speaking, Miss Jian has a typical oval face, and that kind of feminine softness is something that Sif can't imitate.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.I'm obviously in better shape." Maybe Sif was trying to test her before, but now, she is really drunk and heartbroken: "That vixen might have done it on purpose..."
"Uh, how about I teach you a song, and it will make you feel better if you sing it. The name of the song is "The Fox Is a Mat"!"