I Am In Marvel

One line and one order represent the law. Kyle did not use any ability, so he flew out of the earth's atmosphere with a diameter. He came to near space, looked down, and quietly watched the blue earth where human civilization had not yet officially risen.

After watching for a long time, his body flashed and flew towards the end of the infinitely vast universe. With a thought, he crossed tens of millions of light-years, and even reached the end of the world.

The Marvel universe is divided into nine realms and nine different worlds. Kyle did indeed create it in this way, creating the universe base in the form of a world tree.

The nine realms are:

Located in the highest and most central of the universe, Asgard, the world of the gods, the Wanaheim that can breed Wanaheim, the world of dark elves, the world of humans, the world of fire giants, the world of dwarves, the world of the dead, the world of ice and snow, Giant's world.

Why divide a big universe into nine realms?

Kyle didn't understand it before. In the process of creation, he gradually realized that if the universe is not divided, the universe will be ruled by higher giant life, humans, dwarves and other weak creatures exist, without any development and rise , and even a chance of survival.

Therefore, the environment of the human world is relatively mild, isolating powerful existences such as giants and elves.

But in the next few days, Kyle traveled all over the Nine Realms and saw devastation, killing and war filling every corner of the universe.

The powerful giants and elves broke through the weak walls, broke into other worlds unscrupulously, and slaughtered the races of the local worlds.

Countless stars were directly blown up, the remains of the stars scattered all over the universe, the powerful races became the rulers, and the weak races never turned over, hiding in the cracks of the planet to survive.

"If there is a creator, then the creator must be crazy to create such a hopeless world."

Wandering in the chaotic and dark Nine Realms, what Kyle heard the most was such an indignant complaint.

"Failed after all..." Kyle was suspended in the middle of the universe he created, showing a bitter smile. Of course he can restart the Marvel universe, and even kill the lives of the powerful and tyrannical giants in the universe, but these are meaningless.

If he did that, was it really the Marvel world he wanted?

"By the way, Asgard." Kyle's mind moved slightly, and with the last glimmer of hope, he teleported directly to the top world in the Marvel Universe.

But when he came here, he was stunned.

Asgard, originally set to give birth to the sacred world of the Protoss, was smashed and burned by the giant who forcibly broke in at some point, leaving only a small piece of waste land, a bleak suspension. In the center of a post-destroy world.

Such a wasteland has been unable to nurture and give birth to a powerful Protoss.

"That time and space coordinate, let me come here in the correct world and place, what is the significance?"

Kyle descended on the wasteland. There was no sign of life here. The wasteland was full of scorched marks, and only evil undead creatures were roaming.

Kyle sighed, and just as he was about to leave here, he suddenly heard the sound of fighting from a place in the wasteland.

"Huh?" Kyle's body flashed and came to the other side of the wasteland, condescending. In the wilderness with no signs of life, there was a ten-year-old child like a human, holding a sword and a powerful Fight with undead monsters many times stronger than him.

The undead monster is three meters tall, like a deformed tiger, with sharp fangs and claws, and its body is full of evil and powerful energy, and a mere low roar can generate sound waves that shake the air. And the child who was wearing thin and unarmored only held a broken sword, and the energy in his body was so weak that he could be swallowed by undead monsters at any time.

But walking on the brink of death, the child's eyes were burning with fighting intent. The more he fought, the more courageous he became. I don't know how many times he fell to the ground, and continued to climb up with determination to fight the undead monster to the end!

Kyle was moved.

Obviously there is such a huge disparity in strength, there should be no hope, but in the end...

The claws of the undead monster shredded the child's lower abdomen, the child's sword also pierced the head of the undead monster, and both sides fell on the wasteland in unison.

A few seconds later, the undead monster with a sword in its head slowly got up again, with red eyes, looking at the child who fell in a pool of blood in front of him.

"Surely that's the case? Mom and Dad, the clansmen are right, hard work will never fill the gaps in the race..." The child clutched the fatal wound in his lower abdomen, lay on the ground powerless, and watched the blood plate open towards him. The undead monster with a big mouth showed a relieved expression.

The weak are born in this world, it is indeed wrong. In other words, in this world, existence itself is wrong.

Weakness is the original sin.

The child closed his eyes, but after a few seconds, he was not swallowed by the undead monster. He opened his eyes in surprise, only to find that the undead monster had long since disappeared. Instead, a silver-haired youth stood in front of him.

"Get up." The silver-haired youth said to him.

"I was seriously injured, how could I get up..." Halfway through the child's words, he suddenly froze for a moment. He got up from the ground and nodded to touch his lower abdomen. The fatal wound on his lower abdomen has long since disappeared, and even his clothes have been restored.

The child looked at him in surprise, "Who the hell are you?"

"You can call me, Lord God." Kyle smiled lightly, looked directly at him, and asked, "If you became the top powerhouse in the starry sky, what would you do?"

"Me." The child was about to speak, but after a pause, he suddenly realized that this was the only chance to change his destiny.

He took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and said solemnly: "I want to bring this universe back to peace and unify the chaotic Nine Realms. Let the powerful races not be able to bully the weak races, and the weak races can defeat the invincible and arrogant giants through development."

"I want to make this war raging and become a dark universe, and restore the original peace and hope!"

"That's good." Kyle smiled, "I'll give you the strength you need." With a wave of his left hand, an ability card fell into the child's body.

That is the Protoss ability card, and now he can create it at any time.

"My body." The child was stunned for a moment, feeling that his body was full of strength, unprecedentedly powerful!

"And these." Kyle waved his left hand, a golden fire plate burning with flame, the methods and materials for forging the eternal series of weapons, a blue cosmic Rubik's Cube with space rough stones, and three things quietly suspended in the in front of the child.

"Lord God. What price do I have to pay?" The child looked at the things floating in front of him and asked Kyle calmly.

"The price is, don't forget your original intention." Kyle turned to leave, but suddenly remembered something, stopped a little, turned his back to the child and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is..." Before the child could answer, Kyle interrupted him, "Forget it!"

"From now on, you will be called Odin."

He took a step forward and completely disappeared above the wasteland.

The child stared blankly at the direction where Kyle left, then looked at the sacred object suspended in front of him, and knelt down and worshipped:

"Odin, send off the Lord God."