Chapter 4099: MU: The Super-Body Event (Part 187)

Schiller walked up the moss-covered steps, passed through the stone archway entwined with vines, and followed the sound of dripping spring water into a deep and quiet jungle. After stepping out footprints on the lawn, he saw the World Tree Spring hidden in the valley. This was the Well of Urd, the place where Odin prayed to the World Tree for wisdom, and also the final destination for the souls of every god race.

Under the guise of cleaning the battlefield for Asgard, Schiller also represented S. H. I. E. L. D. and the Avengers to visit the seriously injured Thor. When he walked to the side of the spring, he saw Thor drying his hair.

"Looks like you're recovering well," Schiller said. "How do you feel?"

"I have never been in such close contact with death. But after I have been in contact with it, I feel that what you did was right. Her temper is too irritable; I could almost not breathe."

Schiller showed a smile, and then said: "Sif is a bit worried about you; when I came, she even asked me to ask you how you are recovering."

"I know she is a strong warrior, but it is really my dereliction of duty to let her support the overall situation alone outside at this time," Thor sighed and said. "Whether as a husband, a monarch, or a future father, I have done too little."

"Don't feel frustrated; it's good to be able to accumulate experience," Schiller sat on a large rock by the spring, and then said: "How are you recovering?"

"Not bad, but the World Tree refuses to let me leave, and I have no other good way, so I can only wait until the war is over."

"It might be afraid that you will die outside," Schiller sighed gently and said. "Darkseid ascended above the single universe and will soon become a disaster for the multiverse. I just feel sorry that you cannot participate in this battle."

"Then why is there this battle?" Thor rolled his eyes, and the expression on his face was as if saying "I don't know you yet?"

"Ahem..." Schiller cleared his throat slightly awkwardly and said, "I think you can find a way to leave; the multiverse needs your power."

"How? Darkseid's intensity is too high, and you can't wait to find someone to balance it?" Thor dismantled him without giving any face, and then said, "Obviously I don't care why you want to do this, but as long as I can get out, will I not go? My wife is still pregnant."

"Then think of a way," Schiller said. "Sometimes people need to be flexible; the god race is the same."

"Just say what you want to do."

"Don't you find that the World Tree that is about to wither is quieter? Now that it is full, it dares to snatch people from Battleworld, and even detain you here; it is simply lawless. Don't you want to teach it a lesson?"

Thor looked listless, and he said: "The World Tree is the root system of the Nine Realms. You broke the load-bearing wall of your own house, and now it is finally repaired, and then you tell me the load-bearing wall is too strong, and it would be better if it were broken. Do you think this is reasonable?"

"The problem is that the World Tree is not a dead thing, otherwise it wouldn't detain you here. Since it has subjective initiative, naturally it needs some guidance to be better used by us. Don't you think so?"

"Just say what you want to do."

"How did you borrow loans from the World Tree back then?" Schiller asked with some curiosity. "Odin gave it an eye in exchange for wisdom; then if I give it an eye, what can I exchange for?"

"You don't even need to give it an eye; even if you drop an eyelash, it will run away," Thor rolled his eyes again and said.

"Please, I can't do anything to it," Schiller turned around and said excitedly toward Thor. "I'm serious, you borrow another loan; anyway, without energy, it won't die for a while; at worst, feed it a mouthful when it's about to starve to death."

"But what do I need so much energy for?"

"The so-called Asgardians get stronger as they get older, isn't it because the older you get, the more energy you draw from the World Tree? Then you draw more energy in a young state, wouldn't you directly possess the strength of the old age? By then, in the multiverse, who will be your opponent?"

Thor didn't speak, just kept wiping his hair. Schiller continued: "I think you also feel it yourself; although the status of the light power is high, it is actually not strong enough, or rather, there is not enough power to support the light power to exert the power it should have originally. Because you are really too young, but if you were at Odin's age, Martian Manhunter's sneak attack from behind wouldn't be able to do anything to you."

"Anyway, it will give you so much energy sooner or later; you might as well extract it all at once. As long as you obtain a high enough status in the multiverse, are you afraid of having no resources to pay back the World Tree's debt?"

"Let me consider it," Thor said.

Schiller knew he was shaken, so he didn't continue to persuade him, but stood up and prepared to leave. He said: "If you have decided, try to use a gentler method; don't be like your father and gouge out your eye; Sif and Loki will be scared by you."

Thor nodded. Schiller turned and left. He knew Thor would make the correct choice, because he actually had no other choice.

The power of the Light God King is probably the extreme wall of the single universe, that is, the peak of the single universe, but it is still a breath away from ascending to the multiverse level. And this breath is actually because Thor is too young; the divine power accumulated in his body is not enough, and the power he can exert is really limited.

Compared to humans, it is equivalent to a ten-year-old child holding a kitchen knife. The kitchen knife is indeed sharp, and it will see blood no matter who it cuts, but unfortunately, the child is too young, the power is limited, the lethality that can be caused is very limited, and it is also easy to be subdued by others. If it were a strong adult holding this kitchen knife, it would be different.

According to Asgard's point of view, Thor and Loki have actually just become adults not long ago, and they are still children. Odin's appearance, which looks like an old man, is actually in his prime; thousands of years old is the time to break through.

Originally, this power was enough; after all, at the peak of the single universe, any existence at the single universe level cannot easily provoke him; even a demon god like Mephisto will not easily provoke the god race. But now, because of the involvement with another big world, the situation has become more and more complicated, and such strength is no longer enough for a monarch who leads the god race.

However, time waits for no one; it is impossible to wait for thousands of years, wait for Thor to enter his prime, and then deal with those opponents; by then, all the dishes will be cold. Then pulling up seedlings to help them grow is the only choice.

Anyway, it will be given sooner or later, so it is better to pluck it all at once; the World Tree can suffer a little less pain; anyway, I haven't heard that the World Tree has any opinions.

After persuading Thor, Schiller turned into Mist-Guest, returned to the battlefield, and began to clean up conscientiously. As the entrance to the antimatter universe gradually closed, the number of bugs began to get fewer and fewer, and the other two major empires had signs of pushing back, but it could be clearly felt that the remaining strength was insufficient, far worse than the scale of the previous large-scale attack. These two major empires were also tossed quite badly.

They thought their troop-producing tactics were invincible, but didn't expect there were experts. These bugs didn't look like they were produced on an assembly line; how could there be so many?

How to say, artificial manufacturing is not as good as the uncanny workmanship of nature. The two major empires still had to manufacture, while the Annihilation bugs were infinite from the setting; in order not to violate the setting, these two empires could squat here for another thousand years and still not kill all the bugs. It can only be said that society has no towering trees, only one thing to subdue another.

The Supreme Intelligence and the Skrull Emperor were also a bit numb, and discovered that wasting resources here was meaningless at all, and they couldn't kill the god race, but instead helped them kill so many bugs, letting them pick up corpses. If they were to feed the World Tree another wave of calcium, and feed out a few Skyfathers for the Asgardians and humans, then they would really cry.

Thus, the two major empires withdrew their troops one after another; this war ended in failure again, and it was a miserable end. It is not difficult to see that the pattern of the three major empires that has not changed for thousands of years in the universe will soon cease to exist. Next, it is the Star Era.

The robot troops of the two major empires really killed quite a few; everywhere the eye could see was the corpses of the Annihilation bugs. Schiller and Gray Mist took the antimatter battery containers provided by Reed and loaded them in; the two hummed a little tune while sweeping the floor, and didn't let go of some wrecks of Asgardian spaceships they encountered on the way, collecting them all and bringing them back to Nick, conservatively estimated to be enough for him to rub out another formation of empty sky aircraft carriers.

The people of the Asgardian recycling spaceship didn't dare to step forward; although they knew that the scavenger sent by humans seemed to be in front, this cloud of mist didn't look right; wherever it passed, not a blade of grass grew, not a piece of armor remained, not even a bug leg was let go; while swallowing, it also played weird music; looking at it for one more glance felt like mental pollution. If the spaceship was gone, it could be rebuilt; if this thing was led to Asgard, their home might be gone.

Asgard's warriors discussed it, and finally decided not to be as knowledgeable as him, and went to the other side to recycle, but the other side was a pile of mud after another, and a group of cats that could grow tentacles in their mouths; none of them looked like good people. In the end, they had to return in defeat, and couldn't even pull back a single spaceship.

Sif, who was acting as the God King and was already busy, heard that not a single ship was pulled back, and wanted to attack on the spot. However, thinking of Nick Fury's character of not picking up if he goes out, even if she went to find him now, he would only say that he was kind enough to help clean the battlefield, so she finally decided to forget it and treat it as poverty alleviation.

In less than half a day, Schiller, who had cleaned the battlefield cleanly, returned to Earth very satisfied. After spitting out the mountain-like supplies, Nick smiled even more brightly. The several large warehouses he had dug in advance finally came in handy.

And when he brought the thousands of filled antimatter batteries to Reed, Schiller didn't forget to ask: "What do you want this thing for?"

"It's not Doom," Reed complained slightly, "He insisted on pulling me to study information flow technology together. The two of us discovered that the key to converting matter into information lies in antimatter. He threw this topic to me and ran to do other things himself."

"Can this technology really work?"

"Don't know, still have to research it," Reed shook his head and said. "The antimatter energy possessed before was too little; the cannon I built had a small output and couldn't cause impact on matter. I'm preparing to build a bigger one to try again."

"You wouldn't be testing it on Earth, would you?"

"Otherwise where else could it be? But don't worry, Germany has already built a geocentric elevator, and my deep-layer laboratory quota has been approved; experimenting there can be safer."

Regarding Reed's guarantee of safety, Schiller didn't believe a word of it, but he was very interested in the antimatter cannon in his mouth, so he asked: "That cannon, can it be used to hit something else?"

Reed raised his eyebrows and said: "What do you plan to hit?"

However, he still continued: "The upgrade of this kind of cannon is not just increasing the caliber; all aspects need to be improved to withstand more antimatter energy; it can't be built in the short term."

"Then what if there is a reference?"

"Reference? Don't tell me to let me refer to Stark's children's toys. In this aspect, it has always been others referring to me."

"That's not necessarily true," Schiller said. "I also have a cannon here, but I haven't used it. I can take you to see it; if you think it's useful, you can move it back as a reference."

"You also have one? You built it?" Reed looked Schiller up and down, full of an expression of disbelief.

"Don't worry about that; you just see if it's big enough." ===== CHAPTER 4100 =====