The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman

Chapter 400 Silence Is New York Tonight (Part 2)

Looking at Loki's expression, Schiller speculated: "Do they want to help you get promoted?"

Loki took a deep breath and said: "You know what? If I hadn't gone up to take a look, I might have really lost myself in their sweet talk. When the Asgardians are really enthusiastic about you, you will feel that they are so sincere and friendly."

Loki's voice trembled slightly, and he said: "The feeling of having power delivered to you and begging you to drive it is the most addictive poison in the world."

His arms also began to tremble a little, and he said: "I overestimated the weight of the hatred in the past in my memory. I admit that I have wavered... "

"Because those hatreds are in the past, while power and honor are in the present." Schiller sighed and said, "Few people can truly remember the past, and most people are chasing the present."

"But fortunately..." Loki's tone revealed a trace of fear. He said, "Before this, I saw the scenery above the universe and the final ending of all stories. That kind of despair is even more unforgettable."

"So what did you do?"

"I wanted Thor to put me under house arrest, so that I could legitimately not contact anyone, and they wouldn't bother me anymore, but Thor, the idiot, said nothing. "Loki's tone became a little gnashing again.

"His damn, inappropriate softness and kindness will always be the biggest obstacle to all my plans."

"But you actually enjoy it, right?" Schiller said with a smile.

"I'm not kidding." Loki said seriously, "This was originally a perfect plan. I had a fake fight with him, and then he locked me up. Not only could it save me from a lot of trouble, but it could also deter them."

"If someone plans to rescue me, I will directly sell them out to Thor, and then Thor can deal with them legitimately. I told him this plan at least a dozen times, but he just wouldn't agree."

Loki took a deep breath, and seemed very regretful. He said, "So, I could only settle for the second best and find a reason to run away, but this was not enough. "It took too long, because besides me, they have other candidates."

"For example?"

"They originally wanted to choose Balder, after all, he is the legitimate eldest son of the God King and the most respected heir to Asgard, but Balder didn't want to get involved in this muddy water at all."

"Originally, he was in a stalemate with Hela, but when he heard about those people's plans, he quickly went back to the World Tree to sleep."

"So, there is only..."

Loki said with a serious face: "Yes, only Hela is left."

"What does Hela think?"

Loki pursed his lips and said: I'm not sure. His attitude is a bit ambiguous. I don't know if they have persuaded Hela privately and are planning something. You know, I can't get too close to him. "

Schiller put his finger on his upper lip, trying to suppress his smile. He said, "I think if you use the beauty trick, it may be more effective than their persuasion."

"Stop it." Loki waved his hand and said, "Hela is just playing when she is bored. This can't change his decision on the matter."...

"If it's just him, I'm not afraid, but what if As Those militants in Gard are on his side, and Thor may be in danger. "

Loki leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and after a moment of silence, his voice became a little cold: "When you proposed that plan to me before, I was still a little hesitant, but the situation has developed to this point today..."

He shook his head and said: "No destruction, no construction. The change of any dynasty is inevitably accompanied by bloodshed. If the royal family does not want bloodshed, then..."

Loki opened his eyes, and his expression gradually returned to normal, but his deliberately prolonged tail tone revealed a bone-chilling coldness.

Schiller looked at him and said: "In a sense, in this era, you are more suitable to be the king of Asgard than Thor. Thor is not a qualified emperor now because he is not ruthless enough."

"If being ruthless enough can allow him to save Asgard, and being ruthless enough can allow him to save himself, Loki, what would you choose?"

Loki was silent.

But his expression told Schiller that the first answer in his mind just now was beyond his expectations.

"Okay, now let's talk about my plan."

Schiller leaned back in his chair. The sun gradually appeared in the French window behind him, and then it fell lower and lower again until it was close to the horizon. It was another peaceful dusk, followed by the equally quiet and secluded night.

Schiller put the cold coffee aside, picked up another cup, and poured himself a glass of cold water. After taking a sip, he put the cup aside again. He walked back to his seat and frowned and said, "Someone called and said that you are a master of poison making. Can a master of poison making now ignore the taste of the poison?"

Just as he said this, a female silhouette gradually appeared on the chair opposite him. It was an elegant and sexy woman with long black hair and dark red lips, wearing a dark green fishtail skirt and holding a cigarette in her hand.

"Hello, my name is Ophelia, Hungarian."

She took a puff of cigarette, slowly exhaled the smoke, and said in Hungarian English: "I'm sorry, I dirty your coffee, but I believe you won't mind making another cup, and make one for me by the way."

"Do you like to drink coffee at night?" Schiller looked at her and asked.

"It depends on the situation. If I plan to go to bed early, of course I won't drink it, but tonight must be an interesting night, what do you think?" Ophelia's voice was normal, and her tone did not have the temptation of flirting, but it would attract people's full attention.

Schiller sat in a chair and looked at her, and recalled Natasha's image in his mind, and compared the temptations of the two of them. He thought that maybe because she was not the target of the Black Widow's mission, Natasha had not deliberately tempted him, so he felt that Mrs. Hydra was better.

"What are you thinking about?" Ophelia leaned forward, put her elbow on the table, held her chin, and looked into Schiller's eyes and asked.

"Thinking about another woman." Schiller replied.

Ophelia was silent.

"Are you trying to provoke me on purpose?" Ophelia leaned back again, but still stared into Schiller's eyes and said, "You have killed many people recently, many of whom are my people."...

"Yes, you are the nail buried in Pierce's forces, but in the end you were all turned against by him." Schiller said, "Don't stare at me with such a fierce look, I'm just stating a fact."

"In any case, your death is coming, doctor." Ophelia stared at Schiller with her eyes, but Schiller stretched out a hand and said, "Wait, I'll make a phone call."

The anger on Ophelia's face It was almost impossible to conceal it, but Schiller walked to the telephone table in front of the door, dialed a number, and then said to the other party: "Do it."

With a "crack", a lightning bolt struck the roof of the newly renovated old bank. A few seconds later, a woman with an afro rushed out of the French window, shouting: "Doctor!

I'm going to kill you!

!"

But then, there was another light in the sky, and another lightning bolt struck. Ophelia didn't have time to dodge and was blown away directly. After she got up, black energy shone on her body.

This energy formed a shield around her. She raised her head and roared: "Who is it?! Come out!

"

What answered her was a continuous lightning bolt. Because the lightning bolts were too dense, Ophelia didn't dare to use the energy shield to resist. She dodged and ran, and the lightning bolts chased her and fell continuously in New York State.

Soon, this strange weather phenomenon attracted a lot of onlookers, and many Hydras also recognized the figure wrapped in dark energy, the famous Lady Hydra.

Above the clouds, Loki held Mjolnir in one hand and a globe in the other, and lightning fell from the hammer, chasing Lady Hydra to flee for her life.

It's not that Ophelia didn't think about fighting back. She also wanted to fly up to see where the lightning came from. The problem was that her energy was not enough. If she wanted to maintain the shield, she couldn't maintain its flight. If she wanted to fly, she had to remove the shield.

She didn't have a body that could withstand this terrible lightning. Everything depended on that dark energy. Just when she wanted to extract more of this energy, she found that the phone of the demon she contracted was unreachable.

Ophelia was really going crazy. She didn't communicate with that great being very often, but every time she communicated with him, she could borrow a huge amount of power, which was the capital for her survival. But at this critical moment, Xithorn's phone call was unreachable. No matter how Ophelia prayed, the great demon Xithorn did not respond.

So, what was Xithorn doing?

In the Great Demon Shadow Dimension filled with chaotic energy, a red-haired girl was crossing her arms and said, "...It's not that we want to change the terms temporarily. The demons in the Hell Dimension have united to protest, saying that the terms given to you by the Holy of Holies are too generous, which is disrespectful to their old customers."

"But I'm better than them!" Xisong shouted, "Don't you know? Don't you find that you are much better than their useless contractors?"

"Come on." Wanda snorted coldly and said, "Don't think I don't know. In addition to me, you have developed a lot of secret believers, and they are all female humans. What do you want to do?"

Wanda showed a disgusting expression and said, "You remind me of some scumbags who are playing with multiple women. On the surface, they say they are the best to me, but they say so to all girls in private..."...

Xisong actually couldn't understand what she was saying at all. He felt that the emotions of human beings were too changeable. He couldn't understand it at all. His contractor Wanda seemed to have only two states in a day, angry and very angry.

There is a reason why Wanda can be so tough. She is a mutant with extraordinary abilities. Her ability to modify reality can even work on Sithonn.

As long as she believes that she is a believer of Sithonn, she can provide Sithonn with a steady stream of massive faith power. In short, it is Sithonn who is chasing Wanda.

Wanda is making trouble here, and Ophelia keeps calling Sithonn. Although Sithonn can't understand Wanda's emotions, his instinct tells him that if he answers calls from other believers at this time, let alone talking business with the Sanctuary, his Earth agent will be gone.

So Ophelia keeps fighting, and Sithonn keeps hanging. Ophelia can only use a small amount of remaining dark energy to protect herself, and can't fight back.

But the energy that can be stored in her body is limited. Soon, the stock is getting less and less. Ophelia has to focus on dodging, instead of dodging one shot and taking two shots as before.

At this time, the thunder changed its strategy and began to become more intensive, driving Ophelia to move constantly.

She was chased like this, starting from New York State, passing through Mexico, crossing Colombia, and then passing through Brazil to Argentina, and then she had to cross the Pacific Ocean to Australia.

Then she went all the way north from Madagascar, passing through Congo, Sudan, Egypt, and the whole of Europe, and came to Siberia along Kazakhstan.

After she ran to the endless wasteland of Siberia, a helicopter suddenly landed in front of her, and a familiar figure walked down from the plane.

"Evan Brown?!

!" Ophelia, who looked disheveled and crazy, shouted, "Weren't you assassinated? How are you still alive?!"

"...Wait! Save me!

For the sake of our colleagues!

I was plotted against by that damn doctor!

"

The gray-haired Evan Brown stepped forward, shook hands with Ophelia, and said to her in Russian: "Hello, let me introduce myself again. My name is Yevgeny Sakharov, a senior KGB intelligence officer."

"I went to New York in December 1977 to perform a long-term undercover mission. During the mission, I joined the New York State District of Hydra."

"Following your help, I worked in the Internal Revenue Service, the Federal Reserve, the Treasury Department, and... the U.S. Congress."

Yevgeny smiled and said:

"Long live Hydra."

Ophelia was silent.

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