Chapter 1350 Interstellar Stage (End)

In the base of the New Warriors, several members were having a meeting. The theme of the meeting was still the security situation in the Bronx.

"Yesterday, another person hiding in the Ten Rings lost control." Speedball Robert said worriedly: "Fortunately, we found him in time and dragged him to an empty alley. The explosion was not too large and did not alarm the crowd, otherwise it would be terrible."

The other members sighed together. The strongest Scarlet Witch and Jarvis, who had the most intelligence, went to other universes to collect resources, while the other young heroes were a little flustered to deal with such things because of their lack of means, exposing many problems of the team.

"I think we should come up with a complete emergency plan, come..."

As soon as Night Thrush said this, a phone rang, and everyone's eyes fell on Wanda, who was sitting at the back of the table. Wanda was stunned for a moment, and then took out her mobile phone from her pocket.

Miss Witch's tone was full of apology. She said, "Oh, sorry, I forgot to turn off the mute. I'm going to... wait a minute, it's Dr. Schiller's call. I think I should answer it."

After that, Wanda stood up, waved to a few people, pressed the answer button, and walked out while saying, "Hello, doctor, what's the matter? Oh, so, then I'll go over later."

"Okay, but what problem do you want to talk to him about? That guy is annoying and has a bad temper. I rarely go to him for nothing."

"Of course, doctor, I'm happy to help you, but that guy always asks for too much. If he says something rude, of course, I believe in your character, okay... That's it, bye."

Wanda hung up the phone before she walked out the door, and then walked back to her seat. Others looked at her with curious eyes. Wanda shrugged and said, "Dr. Schiller has something to do with Sithorn, and he wants me to help contact the Great Demon Shadow."

Jarvis frowned slightly and looked at Scarlet Witch with some concern. Wanda shook her head and said, "What I can't stand most is people with bad tempers and who can't talk properly. After we quarreled for a week, I rarely went to him."

"Now, Mrs. Hydra is his agent. Fortunately, he has another choice. Otherwise, you might have to see me settling accounts in the Sanctuary day and night."

The others laughed, and Wanda also showed a helpless smile, but Jarvis lowered his voice and asked, "Why didn't Dr. Schiller contact him directly through the Sanctuary, but came to you?"

"I don't know." Wanda said. Kai Shou said: "Maybe he thinks that I have a better relationship with Sithorn, but he found the wrong person. We are tired of each other now and there is nothing to talk about."

"But later, I still have to go to Dr. Schiller to help him contact the Great Demon Shadow. Professor X asked us to cooperate with this doctor as much as possible. It's all for the future of mutants. You know."

The regular meeting of the new warrior team didn't have anything new. It was probably just to update the patrol route and reallocate the security tasks. The meeting ended in less than half an hour. Not long after, Scarlet Witch Wanda came to Arkham Sanatorium.

Schiller received her in his office. He said to Wanda, "It's nothing serious. I just want you to ask Sithorn if he has seen any trace of Nar recently?"

Wanda was stunned for a moment. She felt that the name "Nar" sounded familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was. After thinking carefully, she said, "Oh, I seem to have heard Sithorn mention this name. He said that this damn guy kept drawing chaotic power and almost collapsed his house."

"Yes, they are enemies. Sithorn once went to Clint Star where Nar was, wanting to teach him a lesson. I guess Sithorn should pay attention to Nar's movements, at least the flow of chaotic power in Nar." Schiller nodded and said.

He sat down in his seat, put his hands on the table, looked at Wanda and said, "It's like this. Some time ago, a mysterious disappearance occurred in the universe. Knull, who is known as the oldest creature in the universe, suddenly disappeared."

"You also know that humans have an unshirkable responsibility for the security of the universe. For such a big thing, we must participate in the investigation, and humans pay the most attention to evidence when handling cases, so we hope that people with inside information can provide us with some valuable clues."

Wanda nodded, but she didn't understand at all. She didn't understand what this Knull had to do with humans, but she was very interested in Professor X's explanation. I remembered it very clearly, so I said, "Of course, doctor, I will help you contact him now. Of course, I don't mean to be unwilling to help, but I want to know why you don't call the Sanctuary directly?"

"I have already called." Schiller shook his head helplessly and said, "But the new Hydra Lady chosen by Xithorn doesn't seem to satisfy him. The Hydra Lady sent Xithorn several communication messages, but he didn't reply, so I can only come to you."

"So that's it." Wanda nodded and said, "It seems that Xithorn went to sleep again. It's okay, I'll wake him up now."

After saying that, the witch flicked her hair, a red light flashed, and her figure disappeared in an instant. In the depths of the universe, in the extremely dark and chaotic space, a deafening roar sounded:

"Xithorne!!! Why are you sleeping!! How can you sleep? Get up quickly! I have something to talk to you about!!!"

A few minutes later, Wanda reappeared in the office. She shook her head and said with an apologetic smile: "Xithorne said that he hasn't seen Nar recently, but he just checked the direction of the recent chaotic power. About two days ago, Nar seemed to have used his power once, but the action of drawing power stopped abruptly. The breath also disappeared."

"Can you find out where he drew the power?" Schiller asked.

Wanda shook her head and said, "Sithoen just woke up and his mind is not clear. I asked him for a long time, but he was hesitant and couldn't say anything. This group of demons are all like this. Their way of thinking is different from that of humans. It is chaotic and confused. If you are not in a hurry, I will ask them another day?"

"Okay, thank you for your help. Go, Miss."

After Wanda left, Schiller sat in his chair and began to think. The time when Wanda said that Nar drew his power coincided with the time when Clint disappeared. In other words, Nar was not completely unaware when Clint disappeared.

Although Nar was very tired after several member gift incidents and slept most of the time, he was not so tired that he was moved to another place without noticing. Since he noticed it and mobilized his strength to resist, why did the resistance fail?

Who is stronger, Nar or the Iron Demon?

Theoretically, Gnar should not be able to defeat the upgraded Iron Devil, but Gnar's strength lies in that he is really tough, and this ancient creature can directly mobilize the power of the origin of the universe, without energy restrictions. It would probably take a lot of effort to subdue him.

It is impossible for the two of them to fight without any movement. Stark does not have the power to subdue Gnar instantly. In this case, Gnar's sudden stop of drawing power is likely to be a conspiracy.

If it were only Stark, Schiller would not make this inference, but if there is a Batman living in Stark's mind, it is hard to say, Batman's conspiracy level is also one of the best.

Gnar was imprisoned in a cage by his own creation, and it was difficult to detect the outside world. This means that Iron Man and Batman had enough time to set a trap to lure Gnar into it.

This should be the modus operandi of this case of the disappearance of the gods, but the modus operandi is a relatively independent part of the case, and the motive and ultimate goal are the highlights.

What is special about Gnar?

Schiller frowned and thought. Although Nar was also very strong, he was trapped in his own planet. His strength was not special. There were too many powerful gods in the universe.

Antiquity was indeed one of Nar's greatest characteristics. He was a remnant of the previous universe, but as Wanda said. These ancient gods, especially those who used the power of chaos, were not very clear-headed. It was too much to expect them to tell historical stories.

Putting aside these two points, Nar was really nothing to be praised for. Schiller thought, as expected, the safest way was to wait for multiple victims to appear and then observe the common points between the two.

But at this moment, Schiller had an idea. Could it be that Nar's special feature was that he was actually not special?

Throughout the universe, gods who could be called special must have two brushes. Either they were powerful and unmatched in some aspect, or they were closely related to the existence of the universe.

Although Gnar is ancient and powerful, it has neither outstanding specialties nor a very important role. This universe can do without him. Another way to say that he survived from the previous universe is that he is redundant to the current universe.

Then, Schiller had a glimmer of enlightenment. It seems that Batman and Iron Man’s target should be the gods in the universe.

Want to murder the gods, but don’t want to harm the universe, so Gnar became the first victim.

A serial murder case against the gods? Schiller narrowed his eyes slowly.

Originally, he was just reasoning with a playful mentality, wanting to see if he could jump out at the right time to give them a surprise after seeing through their schemes. This slightly childish move was just to kill time.

But now it seems that these two cunning murderers have big plans and need a detective who is on par with them.

Schiller slowly closed his eyes, and the light and shadow outside the window flowed on his face, from the dim morning light to the brilliant sunset.

When Schiller turned around, he was already wearing a formal dress and holding a wine glass, standing in the banquet hall of the wedding of the Asgardian God King.

The guests from various civilizations in the galaxy were chatting lively in gorgeous and colorful dresses.

And behind the layers of dreamy light and shadow in the Vanity Fair, Schiller saw a familiar figure, that is Tony Stark.

The light of the colored glass in the hall of the Asgard Palace fell in the center of the auditorium, dividing the noisy and bustling stage into two.

The superhero standing in the light blends into the darkness, while the mastermind who has sunk into the shadows steps forward.

In the sound of rapid music and drums, positions are exchanged, black and white are reversed.

Stark's brown eyes are full of light, as if honey is about to overflow. When he sees Schiller, he does not come over as usual, but reaches out and raises his glass to Schiller, toasting from a distance.

They have never been so far away, nor have they ever been so close.

Schiller and Stark are friends, but the mastermind who controls everything is used to looking down on and controlling everyone, like an invisible and intangible but omnipresent wind, sometimes gentle and sometimes violent.

He loves every young eagle that has not yet left the nest, combs their feathers for them to increase their strength, and also enjoys manipulating them, creating various air currents, and controlling the direction of their flight.

Stark is the chess piece often held in the hands of chess players, the dark line woven into the big net of strategies by web weavers, the latest young eagle to leave the nest, and the strongest bird of prey.

The best reward for this is to drink wine as a gun in a wider sky, in this endless sea of ​​stars, to toast the murderer and the detective.

Cheers to the greedy man who dances alone on this boring interstellar stage, who now has another opponent who will make him never lonely.

Here it comes

I just like some people who torture each other for no reason