Godslayer In the Comic World Chapter 166

  Chapter 166 'Borrowing' wine to relieve sorrow

  Marvel and DC Universe are worlds where one mountain is higher than another.

  Even if it was Thor who seized his body when he crossed, there are many perverts above his strength.

  Ange can be the sixth child and play tricks in front of opponents at the same level, but he will never arrogantly think that mastering 'history' is mastering the future.

   After all, he has a system, at best he has potential.

  It takes time, effort and opportunity to transform potential into combat power.

  That's right, he did tell Thor that this thing cannot be handed over to the [Collector]. He never thought that the Asgard executives would put this thing directly into his hands in the end.

  Others were a little confused: "Aren't you going to give it to the [Collector]?"

"Why does it have to be him?" Sif's eyes fluttered, looking at this human hero who protected Thor and successfully killed Malekith, she found it very funny: "Since [Universal Rubik's Cube] and [Ether Particle] If it cannot be put together, Asgard must dispose of it and put it in a relatively safe place. [Collector] is just that he has a good reputation and is one of our investigation objects."

Vorstagg spoke, his buzzing voice was a bit like a drum: "You and Thor fought against the Chitauri together, and you are a great hero on Earth. You also killed Malekith yourself, and put [Ether Particle] Hand it over to Thor. Although Thor is not here now, he agreed with the four of us before he left that you will keep the [Ether Particle] to ensure that it will not be abused.”

  This, this is an infinite gem!

  Ange always thought that the Asgardians were arrogant and conceited, but now it seems that they are still kind of cute.

   As everyone knows, his startled reaction became sincere in the eyes of Sif and Vostagg—obviously Kratos really never thought of occupying the [Ether Particle].

  Sif held Ang's hand with both hands and helped him close it: "We all believe that only a great hero like Ni can ensure that it is not abused."

   "Okay! I swear!" Anger's swear is sincere.

   After all, [Reality Gem] is as powerful as it is powerful, and not everyone can afford it.

  There is no [Power Gem] or [Space Gem] to help it supply energy. As long as the application range of this thing is a little wider than imagined, it can easily drain Ange dry.

  A mere half-god battery is really not enough for [Reality Gem] to squeeze for three seconds.

   If Anger abused it, Anger would not even use it.

  His sincere eyes in awe fell on the eyes of the two Asgardians, making them more confident.

   "Okay, business is done. Don't you buy us a drink?" Sif has a subtle expression on her face. Is this cunning? Is it an invitation? Or is it a temptation?

  Ange didn't know.

Especially after Vostage said, "Hey! Kratos, don't try to send us away with ordinary wine. You don't want to lose the reputation of the gods of Olympus!", This rough guy raised this reception to an outrageous height.

   Losing is not losing.

   To deal with the Asgardians, either use a fist the size of a jar, or use a barrel of the same size.

  Ange grinned: "Come with me!"

  Leading the two of them across the portal, a group of people came to a large and bright basement.

   "Where is this?" If it weren't for the life-and-death friendship between Kratos and Thor who fought side by side, Vostagg would probably have picked up his big axe.

  Ange smiled mysteriously: "Please wait a moment."

  I saw him walk into a communicator by the door and say a few words into the video phone. Not long after, a handsome old butler in a black tuxedo appeared at the door of the basement.

He bowed deeply to the two visitors with impeccable etiquette: "The identity of my young master is a very important secret, please forgive me, two distinguished guests, according to the young master's proposal, I think it would be more appropriate to take the two of you directly to the wine cellar .”

   "Wine cellar!?" Vostagg's eyes lit up when he heard it.

  Following the old housekeeper around, the group soon came to an extremely exaggerated wine cellar.

  This wine cellar is so big that it can fit a Boeing 767 airliner.

   As far as the eye can see, there are rows of large oak barrels in the distance that can put the whole person of Vostage in; nearby are wine showrooms with different decoration styles.

For example, the recent one, placed on the wooden grille wall, is hundreds of bottles of sealed glass bottles of wine; a little further away, there are bottles of crystal clear brandy; further outside is vodka; storage room.

  The three of them, led by the butler, sat on the central high platform surrounded by an unknown number of wine cellars.

  This feeling is very wonderful, like a wine king is inspecting his territory, and the subjects in each territory offer their most precious wine as a tribute.

   "My God! You're such a great place." Vostagg made a happy sound like a mouse falling into a rice bowl.

  Even Sif shed tears of emotion from the corner of her mouth.

  When the two Asgardians went to the supermarket to sweep the goods, and brought more than a dozen bottles of different good wines to the dining table on the high platform, the first batch of appetizers had already been brought out by the old housekeeper in a small dining cart.

  A standing kitchen is able to meet the needs of the host and guests in the shortest possible time.

  Sif squinted her eyes halfway, looking at Ange curiously.

  She claims that no one knows what a banquet is like than the Asgardians, and she knows that these wines are not affordable for ordinary families.

  Although the style is different from that produced by Xiangong, the two tasted delicious food right away, and the wine was top quality wine.

After drinking for three rounds, Sif's eyes were a bit blurred, and she hooked Ange's neck readily: "Happy! By the way, you know that we are uncomfortable when we encounter bad things, so you help us to drink away our sorrows." of?"

   "I don't know, but I can guess it by looking at your faces." An Ge smiled and clinked glasses with Sif, and blew a large bottle of brandy directly.

  Borrowing wine to relieve sorrow is different from [borrowing] wine to relieve sorrow!

  Drinking too much, Sif also started talking: "Odin has gone crazy recently! He has gone crazy for some reason, punished Heimdall, and masturbated a lot of people..."

  At the main entrance of the mansion more than ten meters above their heads, Master Bruce Wayne came back with a beautiful girl in each hand. Although the appearance and figure of these two girls are about 70% to 80% higher than that of the widow sister, they are still rare and superb.

  Bruce was very happy tonight, but when he came back, he found that the old butler was not there. He was stunned: "Where's Alfred?"

  A maid said: "Mr. Pennyworth is helping to greet Master Wayne's guests in the wine cellar."

  Master Bruce's facial muscles and right eyelid twitched wildly at the same time, all the good mood tonight was gone.

  As soon as the newly caught girl was settled, Bruce saw the old butler Alfred come out: "Wait! How much of my collection did that **** drink?"

  “Three bottles of [Henri IV Grande Champagne Cognac] are missing…”

  After the old butler reported the number with a smile, the master felt that he had a little bit of myocardial infarction. Although the eight-figure check that the old housekeeper took out immediately comforted him somewhat, he still felt a sense of sadness!

   Is it a matter of money?

   This is my fate!

  (end of this chapter)

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