402 Victor Von Doom (to Be Continued)

The sacred mountain of Harrogath.

A plane had just landed, and Nick Fury came off with Doctor Who.

Behind them were two girls, Amy and Clara.

Tony walked to the side with an unhappy expression and shouted at the gate of the Holy Mountain.

"Which ancestor is guarding the gate now?"

Tony yelled awkwardly, obviously he had already seen Kerik and Wayne squatting at the gate.

"It's us, what do you want?"

Korik leaned against the gate of the Holy Mountain, looking bored.

Tony wasn't the only one who was in a bad mood, Kerik was in a bad mood too.

Wayne looked up at Tony, then lowered his head.

It won't be long before he has to go back to the city full of criminals.

During this busy period of time, Director Gordon, who always felt a little bit in his heart, happened to run into some trouble.

Although he had just found an assistant, that assistant had a somewhat irritable personality.

Wayne still couldn't trust him to handle everything.

Robin should be Batman's successor, not a murderer.

Wayne had already made up his mind when he put down his firearm①.

However, that Robin is now obsessed with too many guns.

Superstitious power.

Wayne had persuaded the boy to give up on the idea of ​​killing as a means of bringing fear.

It's just that it has little effect, and there's no telling when the two of them will part ways.

Fortunately, Wayne doesn't urgently need an assistant to help him deal with the increasing troubles now.

After all, Wayne, who has become a barbarian, can't hold back sometimes. The last time he accidentally broke his spine, Bane was still enjoying emperor-level services in Arkham's intensive care unit.

In fact, not many people can accept the days when they don’t have to do anything by themselves.

"Tony, I thought you would care more about our cooperation."

Wayne said one thing, but he didn't plan to say more.

Tony is a playboy and doesn't even keep his promises.

But curiosity will make him speed up his research to complete the cooperation between the two of them.

"What do you think I'm doing in this short period of time? I'm learning about gems from Rasuk!"

Tony said something irritably, and his voice softened after seeing the surprised look in Kerik's eyes.

"Rasuk is not very good at gemstones, you'd better do your own research."

Korik reminded him kindly, and then looked at Nick Fury.

Tsk~ No matter how many times, Kolik never had a good feeling when he saw Nick Fury.

The darkness in Nick Fury has reached a point where it is somewhat conspicuous.

"If you don't always do the 'right' thing, I will definitely send you out of this cruel world with an axe."

Korik said casually.

Then he looked at Doctor Who.

"Hungry~"

He made a startled sound.

This man is like a saint!

There was no needless killing, and every part of his body was filled with gratitude for saving others.

There is life passing through my hands, but I don't feel much guilt.

"Honestly, you're more of an archangel than Tyrael. For your sake, what's the matter with you?"

Kolik stood up, and even his tone became more polite.

He put away all the power of Bastin in his hands.

Doctor Who deserves this treatment from Kolick.

"It's an honor. I just want to ask you, have you seen a strange crack? Is it similar to the one last time?"

Doctor Who said so.

There are no secrets between the three ancestors, and the person who went to the other side of the space-time rift last time was Korik.

In this case, Doctor Who saves a lot of words of explanation.

"You mean, those pepper shakers stuffed with rotten meat?"

Korik frowned and began to think.

He hadn't heard any of his ancestors talk about this, but the person in front of him didn't look like someone who was so bored that he would take pleasure in such things.

"Are you sure there is something like that on the Holy Mountain?"

Korik couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, I'm sure. I even seem to feel that an acquaintance of mine is here."

Doctor Who bowed slightly and said.

Courteous and not pushy at all.

Korik rubbed the corners of his mouth when he heard this and bit his thumb.

"If something appears on the Holy Mountain that I don't know about, it will only be in the Temple of the Elders. Only Bulcasso will give you the answer."

Kolik picked up Wayne who was beside him and led the way in the direction of Bulcasso.

It just so happened that he also wanted to know something about Rorschach from Bulkesso.

Just solve it once and for all.

Amy tugged on Doctor Who's sleeve, looking worried.

But worry only flashed across her face for a moment.

Clara, on the other hand, looked at Doctor Who with a smile and bright eyes.

Maybe whatever Doctor Who did, she would smile and say yes.

"Talik, it's shift change!"

Korik roared.

Talik's figure appeared in front of the Holy Lord's gate.

The two didn't say much.

It's just that there was some hesitation on Tarik's face.

That's because he is worried about Rumlow.

Rumlow is his heir, but it is Mocott who accompanies Rumlow.

This gave Tarik a strange feeling, as if his toy was always in someone else's hands.

When Korik took Doctor Who and the others away, Tarik looked at Nick Fury, who was standing motionless in front of him.

"What's wrong with you?"

Nick Fury opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Tarik frowned and waved his hand to control the restrictions around Nick Fury, his expression ugly.

"I also want to just know why I'm not so popular."

Nick Fury is finally able to speak.

Yintang turns black.

"If you would be impulsive for a life, you would never be hated by Korik like you are now."

Tarik said casually, and then stretched out the Token of Shame in his hand towards Nick Fury.

"Would you like to experience it? I guarantee that you will cry and kneel here, and then you will know why."

Tarik said with a contemptuous smile.

But when Nick Fury stretched out his hand, Tarik took back the Proof of Shame.

"If you want to get in touch with this legend, at least you have to come here in person, instead of using a body that is incompatible with the soul."

Tarik squinted at Nick Fury.

He felt the breath of Li Zi and Hellboy not far behind him.

It seems that those two guys are saying goodbye to the barbarians.

…

"Damn devil, remember this!"

Dr. Doom, dragging his body with wounds, roared at the Plague King from a suitable distance.

He suffered a lot in the previous battles.

When he chose close combat at the beginning, Dr. Doom was almost beaten to death by the Plague King.

The giant arm containing Baal's destructive power was too dangerous. If Dr. Doom hadn't prepared a few life-saving magics at any time, he might have stayed in hell forever during that attack.

But long-range attacks don't work very well either.

Whenever he planned to use the distance advantage to attack the Plague King, the Plague King would always summon a pool of poison from the ground.

Dr. Doom's green robes were corroded and tattered.

This is the result of being corroded by the poisonous mist without any real contact.

What's even worse is that when Dr. Doom wanted to stay away from the Plague King and give up the fight, he found that he couldn't get rid of the Plague King at all.

If he ran too far, the Plague King would teleport in front of him and give him a hard blow with his huge and ferocious arms.

Now Dr. Doom has only one last resort, which is to leave this damn place and gamble that the devil in front of him cannot leave hell.

He even changed the location of his return journey in order to avoid King Immun chasing him and appearing directly in La Tovilia.

Placing it near the White Palace is definitely a good idea.

Anyway, America's attitude towards Latovilla made him feel even more angry.

Even if the plague king catches up, it will only destroy other people's houses.

His subjects will be safe and sound.

At the worst possible outcome, he could just become an exiled monarch, dragging King Plague around the United States.

Enemies of this level will soon attract beings like the Sorcerer Supreme, and then Dr. Doom can go home.

"Your~ name?"

A rare clear sentence came out of King Plague's mouth.

It seemed that this hide-and-seek battle had restored some sanity to his mind.

When Dr. Doom heard this, his claws suddenly became numb.

How? You also have to remember the name so you can get revenge later, right? ?

Dr. Doom hesitated again and again, but finally did not say Nick Fury's name.

Dr. Doom cannot do such a thing as using someone else's name to ward off disaster for himself.

What a shame.

If Constantine were in this place, he would definitely name a terrifying existence without any care.

The premise is that the name of the terrible existence he knows, King Plague also knows.

If it was really Constantine standing here, that guy would probably say the name "Bulkess" or "Iprius"?

"Victor von Doom!"

Dr. Doom said his name reluctantly.

Then the figure faded little by little.

In the burning hell in the distance, Baal repeated the name with a smile on his face.

A determined and classy guy, and more focused on means.

Guys like this are Barr's favorite.

If given the chance, Barr wouldn't mind giving this Victor von Doom a chance to gain the power of destruction.

Weakening the barbarian who is now the strongest is the best choice for the Hell Demon.

Because the Archangels are too familiar with them.

Even if Malthael arrived, they could barely cope with it.

But faced with Bulcaisuo who acted directly without reason, they seemed powerless.