Chapter 3705: Doomsday (Part 9)

The leaders of the three great empires looked at each other, feeling that they seemed to have guessed the same place. Could it be that the news released before that "they are going to attack the World Tree" made Thor unable to care about the danger of this group of people, and prepared to forcibly drag Earth into the water?

The more they thought about it, the more they felt it was possible. Asgard has always been more offensive than defensive, the World Tree is not without weaknesses, and the three great empires all have rule-based weapons. So when Odin was in power, he didn't dare to clash head-on with the three great empires.

Now it's Thor's turn, but it happens that the three great empires are fighting. All three parties are forcing him to express his position, and the pressure is imaginable. But Asgardians are all stubborn, and the God King is even more stubborn among the stubborn, all of them are the kind of hard bones who would rather die with you than bow their heads.

Now the three great empires are equivalent to nuclear-armed countries, while Asgard is a bit worse. Because Asgard has always relied on their personal martial arts, although the Bifrost is also very strong, it is completely incomparable to the ultimate weapons of the three great empires—it is similar to one side having nuclear bombs, but the other side only has ordinary missiles.

And this ordinary missile stock is not much, because the Bifrost needs charging and preheating, and it will overheat if used too much. And except for the Bifrost, their only large-scale killing weapon is the God King himself. Although the two God Kings of Asgard are in good condition now, it is not enough to fight the three great empires head-on. Even if they can win in the end, it is definitely a loss that Asgard cannot accept.

Non-nuclear countries will never be tough in the face of nuclear countries. If you want to fight head-on, there is only one way left, and that is to build your own nuclear bombs.

But Asgard has been like this for thousands of years, and it is not realistic to expect them to directly transform into scientific research. Now it is definitely too late to start from scratch to make strategic-level weapons, so they can only think of ways to steal or grab.

But it just so happens that there are wild nuclear bombs in the Nine Realms, and they are not the kind of large strategic-level weapons that have many usage restrictions and are easily detected and countered by the other side, but extremely small, extremely fast, extremely simple, can sneak into the enemy's belly at any time, destroy a star system in less than two seconds, and then successfully escape—Earthlings.

Regarding the fact that "nuclear bomb warheads naturally grow in the desert of the Nine Realms," the three great empires have not been cursing for the first day. But playing is playing, making trouble is making trouble, don't make jokes about Earth. But if they didn't understand how dangerous Earth was, the elite captains of the three great empires wouldn't have reacted the moment they saw this planet and ran back.

Now they realize that Asgard didn't use Earth as a strategic-level weapon before, not because the two couldn't talk, but purely because the situation hadn't reached that point. Now the pressure coefficient has come up, and Thor really doesn't care, moving the nuclear bomb silo to his own door.

The sensible people in the envoy group gnashed their teeth. When Odin was the God King, Asgard was glorious, and now that there is finally an opportunity to put pressure on them, now it seems that it is not certain who is putting pressure on whom.

But even so, they have come. This group of people also bit the bullet and walked into the Immortal Palace after landing. People have moved nuclear bombs into their own bedrooms, obviously not intending to bow their heads, and subsequent negotiations are impossible to talk about anything. How to explain it when they go back.

Loki received them very enthusiastically, arranged accommodation for them meticulously, and prepared very exquisite meals for them. Just when the members of the envoy group thought Asgard was going to give them a sweet date, they suddenly found that other people lived in this building.

"Good morning, Captain."

"Good morning."

"Good morning."

"Morning, good morning, everyone."

Steve carried the tray, nodded and smiled at everyone, and walked to the wine bar to get a glass of wine, looking for a suitable seat by the window. Just as he found a good seat and sat down, he heard a noise coming from the spiral staircase.

A group of aliens in strange clothes walked over. They wore bright and luxurious silk clothes, with strangely shaped feathers on their heads or hats wrapped in feathers, talking and laughing as they walked down together, and then stopped when they saw the situation in the restaurant. A group of people stopped on the stairs and didn't move.

There were obviously other people behind them, Steve heard a few calls of alien language. The first batch of aliens moved to one side, and another group of aliens in military uniforms walked down cursing, and as a result, when they saw the scene in the restaurant, the cursing stopped, and their footsteps didn't move.

There was a call from upstairs, and this group of aliens in military uniforms moved aside. Another group of blue-skinned military aliens walked down, but they were obviously not from the same group as before, and their mouths were still complaining and scolding, and then they stopped when they saw the scene in the restaurant.

So a very funny scene appeared: on the spiral staircase leading to the Asgard restaurant, which was not wide, the Shi'ar stood in a row on the far left, the Kree stood in a row on the far right, and the Skrulls stood in the middle, the three rows were distinct, but the demeanor and movements were surprisingly consistent.

At this time, Steve heard someone calling him. He turned his head and saw Wanda's face: "Hey, Captain, Jarvis was called to Earth to calculate some star map, can I share a table with you today? Because I want to taste every dish, but I can't finish it. If we share a table, we can take a few more types..."

"Of course no problem, ma'am." Steve took out the plate from his tray, and then said, "Let me see what you took? My god, are you a vegetarian? Why did you take so many vegetables?"

"Of course not, but don't you think these strange-shaped vegetables here are very interesting?" Wanda said while using a fork to poke a spiral-shaped vegetable on a plate.

"Most of Asgard's specialty dishes come from Vanaheim." Loki was introducing to several people sitting around the table, "The climate there is relatively good, producing all kinds of fresh ingredients and delicacies. My favorite is a stew pot there, it's a pity the chef didn't come, I'll let them make it for you another day..."

"Doom thinks the flavor of this dish is very good, Doom expresses gratitude for your warm hospitality." Doctor Doom sitting opposite Loki nodded.

And Stark sitting on the other side glanced at him. He remembered that Doctor Doom had indeed not been active for a long time, the last time he heard about him was that he was doing some experiments in Mount Ximalaya. He guessed that it was likely that he was working with China to engage in super-light engines.

Thinking of this, Stark felt a bit stuffy: why look for Doom and not me? Don't you know who is the smartest person and the greatest scientist in the world? Really don't know goods!

Although he thought so, he actually understood in his heart that it was impossible for China to cooperate with him no matter who they looked for. Iron Man could even be said to represent the United States more than Captain America—Captain America could be said to be an internationalist fighter, and Iron Man was a thorough American capitalist, and his political tendencies were too obvious.

But Doctor Doom's composition was much better. Although he was the king of a certain country, he was a small country after all, and no matter what system it was, people governed the country quite well, infrastructure and so on were not bad, and it was even a first-class level in the region, which could be considered a fighter in a small country. Whether in international relations or scientific technology, they are objects of active competition.

And Reed, the third scientist at this table, although he was the weakest of the three, was the happiest among them now, because he was about to get married.

Reed looked down at the time, wiped his mouth and said: "Sorry, I promised Susan to pick a wedding dress today. She said she really needed my advice, so I must go early. You eat first, I'll go first."

Loki stood up to send him off, bypassed the screen and found that the spiral staircase was blocked. He looked at the people on the stairs with some confusion and said: "What are you doing here? Don't you eat breakfast?"

"I suddenly feel that I am not very hungry." Kalt turned around nimbly and said, "Everyone turn back, the rear team becomes the front team, march!"

The Skrulls ran upstairs. Immediately after, the Kree also said: "We don't have the habit of eating breakfast, we'll go first."

They also ran. The Shi'ar Empire hesitated—they are the race most like humans among the three great empires and the race that needs breakfast the most, and the level of food in Asgard is indeed quite good, and the buffet restaurant is full of the smell of meat grease.

They didn't eat well last night, and if they don't eat this morning, what if they faint from hunger during the negotiation?

The Shi'ar Empire still bit the bullet and came down.

The people of the three great empires didn't dare to come down, mainly because there were too many humans inside. Although they didn't all know them, just the few they could recognize were enough to be explosive. The Iron Demon God and the Scarlet Witch are famous, and both of them belong to the large-yield category in nuclear bombs.

Can the players who can compete with these two people be weak? If all these humans in the room are like them, then what is the difference between this and living in a nuclear bomb silo?

The Skrulls and Kree who ran away estimated that they couldn't wait to write a book "My Date with Nuclear Bombs", or "The Most Dangerous Time in My Life".

But there is no way, people are iron, rice is steel, those two machine transformation races can not eat, the feather race, this kind of carbon-based biological race, still has to eat. After they went in, they found a round table and sat down, thinking about eating quickly and leaving quickly, don't pay attention to anyone who comes to talk, and it is considered a success if they can live to noon.

But unexpectedly, humans didn't come to find trouble with these aliens, but started to find trouble with their own compatriots.

Loki introduced to Stark's table and went to other tables to socialize. Stark was a bit unhappy with Doctor Doom, and without Loki, the host, to smooth things over in the middle, the two of them choked after a few words.

"What do you mean?!" Stark slapped the table with a bang, "Say I look like a peacock? I think you look like a sinister villain!"

"Doom recognizes your wisdom. Doom just thinks you are too focused on commercial marketing, completely lacking down-to-earth scientific research spirit, and also making Stark Industries' products too flashy, significantly lacking practicality..."

"What did you say?!" Stark was so angry that his nose was crooked. Accompanied by his rapid breathing, the arc reactor on his chest became brighter and brighter, and then started to flash, looking like it was about to explode.

This is actually a breathing light that Stark specially installed for his arc reactor to be cool, but the Shi'ar Empire doesn't know. They are a magic race themselves, very sensitive to energy, and they felt that the surging power was infinitely close to detonation. More than a dozen people "brushed" and flew into mid-air, and then opened the energy shield.

This movement was not small. The shield directly bounced the table in front of it, and it hit Eddie on the left, and drinks and dishes were all spilled on him. Venom let out a roar, rushed towards the shield, and was bounced back.

Steve saw a huge black shadow flying towards him, subconsciously raised the shield in his hand to block. With a "bang", Venom was bounced away again, and flew directly to the table of Polaris and Iceman in the corner, and a table of dishes was smashed completely, soup and water plus drinks, splashing on both of them.

Polaris, who was covered in vegetable soup, stood there in disbelief for two seconds, and as she slowly stood up, everything in the restaurant started to tremble.

"AH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

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