Chapter 508: The Sorrow of Steel

"This..." Charles stared at the big ship that could not be called "small" in any way. His expression changed several times, and finally revealed an extremely complicated expression, and then said: "No, I can't take it."

"Although I don't know how you got it, I think the process should be very dangerous, and if it is really as you said, it can travel in the dream world, then it will be a very precious means of transportation. It is too expensive, I can't accept it."

Charles' reaction did not exceed Schiller's expectations. Charles was able to pull the moral bottom line of the Glorious Alliance above the average line by himself, which fully demonstrated that he was a noble person.

"Don't get me wrong, Professor. I'm not going to give you this boat. It's just that I own this boat, and I can't run around in the dream world every day. It's a pity to leave it idle, so you can borrow it as a school bus."

"And now, I just need to use this boat. You shouldn't mind being a temporary captain and taking a magical dream trip, right?"

Hearing this, Charles relaxed instead. He smiled and said, "Of course, I'm actually curious about the dream world. It's so mysterious here, but I'm confined to the hustle and bustle of the real world and don't have time to explore here."

"Believe me, Professor, with your ability, you'll have no rivals even in the dream world. If you add this boat, we can travel freely here."

The two smiled and shook hands, reaching a perfect agreement, and Mark, Jack and the hippopotamus who were watching here on the boat sighed together.

Mark turned to look at the hippopotamus, and then said: "I guess, if you go down now and say that this boat is not theirs, I'm afraid..."

"I'm not going to go down!" The hippopotamus made a prayer gesture in the Egyptian pantheon, and said: "If they like it, then take it. Anyway, this boat is not mine."

"It's not yours? Then why are you staying here?" Mark asked.

Then he saw that the hippopotamus rolled his eyes very humanely and said: "I owe the owner of this boat a favor, so I have to guide souls for him after work. In fact, I have had enough of this job. I am a hippopotamus, and the river here is only sand..."

"Oh, Your Majesty the Goddess, please forgive the unreasonableness of my other personality. He is just a child. I apologize to you on his behalf. I hope you can guide us on the next journey." Schiller said to the hippopotamus as he took Charles onto the boat.

The hippopotamus snorted softly, and then said: "I won't bother with a child, because I am the patron saint of women and children. I know that these mischievous little guys are not bad by nature, but you should also teach him not to break things casually, otherwise you will have a headache..."

This hippopotamus goddess is very much like a human mother in both behavior and speech, which makes several people feel close, and then she reveals the reason.

"During the years since I became a god, I would take orphans abandoned by the ancient Egyptians back to my temple to raise them. When they grow up, they become my believers, but I don't want them to stay there. I would teach them skills to make a living and then let them return to human society."

"I have been doing this kind of work for thousands of years. My last adopted child went to Los Angeles to work as a programmer. He would call me every weekend. To be honest, you humans have a very strange concept of time. He called too frequently, so I didn't have a moment to spare..."

Hearing this, Charles felt a little moved. He walked up and shook hands with the Hippo Goddess, and then said: "You are a kind god and a great mother. In fact, I often feel a headache in educating children..."

Seeing that one person and one god began to discuss parenting, Schiller, Mark and Jack simply walked into the cabin, which still had a strong ancient Egyptian style. The murals, carpets, and wall tiles were all carved with patterns used by ancient Egyptian gods.

Schiller sat on the sofa in front of the stove, Jack stood against the pillar, and Mark sat opposite Schiller. He felt very curious, so he asked: "Where is the ship going now?"

"If I guess correctly, after their communication, the goddess should take us to her former hometown."

"She was a hippopotamus in her former hometown. Is she going back to the African savannah?" Mark sneered and said.

Inside and outside the cabin, the voices of Schiller and the hippopotamus goddess sounded at the same time: "...If you have heard of Egyptian mythology, then you should know something about the heaven, where there are abundant water and grass, full of vitality, and countless ancient gods live, but it is not as peaceful as it seems..."

The sails were raised again, and the huge ship sailed towards the thick white fog. After the last shadow disappeared in the hazy white fog, the fog began to gather and condensed into tiny raindrops, floating down from the sky. In the real world, the night rain has not stopped.

At the moment when the blood spurted out, no one present realized the seriousness of the problem until Schiller's body fell to the ground and a slightly different voice from Jarvis was heard in Iron Man's suit:

"Locked target status scanning... Scan completed... Target dead... Lock released..."

"Lock again, scan again." Stark said.

"Locked... Lock completed status... Scanning... Scan completed... Target dead... Lock released..."

"Scan again!"

"Sir, the scan result error rate does not exceed 0.02%. If there is a need to reduce the limit error rate, you can provide a higher output for the scanning equipment..."

"Raise the output to the highest level!"

The magic energy on the chest of the Iron Armor lit up brightly, like a lighthouse in the rainy night, but the light only lasted for a moment before slowly dimming. Everyone was staring at Stark, and he walked towards Schiller's body with a bit of stiffness.

It was not difficult to judge that it was indeed a corpse, because almost the entire chest cavity and the heart had disappeared, and there were traces of charring near the wound. There was no pulse, no heartbeat, no breathing, and the blood in the body was no longer flowing, and the body temperature was gradually lost.

Iron Man half-crouched down, and he touched Schiller's arm with his finger. The data sent back by the sensor showed no surprises, just like the conclusion of the high-power scan just now. This was a corpse, and there was no other possibility.

Strange put away the crimson ribbon while cursing, and he also walked towards this side, saying as he walked: "Schiller, what are you doing again? Stop it, get up quickly, don't you see we are fighting here?"

After he came over, he also half-knelt beside Schiller's body. His movements were not as careful as Stark's. Strange directly patted Schiller's shoulder, but the moment he touched his shoulder, Strange was stunned.

Then, he showed a somewhat panicked expression, and then put his hand on Schiller's forehead. The magic light on his hand flashed, but just like the energy in Stark's chest before, this light quickly went out, and Strange stayed there.

"His soul...his soul is gone!!!" Strange trembled and took his hand back, then stood up. His eyes lit up and he scanned the surroundings, but he saw nothing.

Stark also stood up immediately, his visor went up with a "click", stared at Strange and said, "What did you just say?!"

"I said, his soul is gone!" Strange shouted anxiously: "I don't know what he is doing, now there is only a corpse lying here, and his soul has gone to who knows where..."

"Hahahaha!!!" A series of laughter came, and Arthur, holding the scepter in both hands, laughed loudly. His long hair was wet by the rain and stuck to his face tightly, and his eyes flashed with purple light, like a demon crawling out of hell.

"You stupid ordinary people! The death of the body and the disappearance of the soul, what else can it mean? Of course it means that he is dead!"

Arthur shouted: "I don't know what you are still confirming! He is dead! Do you understand? This damned murderer finally received a just trial!!! Amit is the real justice!"

Steve's arms began to tremble. He tried to take a deep breath, but still walked forward anxiously. He grabbed Stark's arm and said to him: "Tony, calm down, Tony..."

Suddenly, in the quiet rainy night, there was a faint sound of gear friction in the sound of the pattering rain.

The sound was so small that it could not be caught at all if you didn't listen carefully, but it was so loud that it was like an earthquake.

Suddenly, it was dawn.

The dazzling light rising from the skyline shone on the earth, the light arc was dazzling, and the night sky was dyed from light to dark blue. The color of the glow was so mysterious and dreamy. Such a scene told everyone that dawn had arrived.

But when the Avengers greeted the light of dawn, their faces were all filled with serious expressions as if they were facing a great enemy.

Because it was not the sun that rose on the horizon, but Iron Man.

At the same time, in Asgard, Thor led the newly reorganized Guards across the long Asgard Bridge, and when they were halfway there, they suddenly stopped.

He turned his head suddenly and looked at the border of Asgard, where the branches of the World Tree could be vaguely seen, as well as the borders of several other kingdoms.

In the familiar starry sky background, a star lit up, and the star became brighter and brighter, until the deafening mechanical sound reached the ears of everyone in Asgard, and Thor flew into the air, his eyes passing through the infinite galaxy.

Just a second later, he landed and turned around to walk back. The guards behind him were confused, and then they heard Thor say:

"Open the dungeon! Quick!"

The leader of the guards quickly caught up with Thor, and he said puzzledly: "But didn't you just say that the dungeon must not be opened within a thousand years? And you also said that no matter who issues the order to open the dungeon, he is... all..."

"... all liars." Thor continued, and while walking back, he looked at the light that lit up at the border of Asgard, and said: "I don't want to change my orders every day, but... anyway, open the dungeon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling light burst out from the underground of Asgard, and a petite figure fell to the ground. Loki also walked towards Thor with a serious face. Before Thor could speak, she said: "I know that the prison sentence for escaping will be increased by 300 years, but what's going on now? Why did Stark suddenly..."

Thor shook his head, and the two siblings looked at the place where the light burst out. Thor, the God of Light, spread his power, trying to find out the reason for Stark's sudden explosion.

He didn't hear any words, only endless mechanical sounds.

When he listened carefully, he heard the unusual emotion between the symphony of gear friction, air whistle whistle, and surging energy-

It was the wailing of steel.

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