The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 619 Cicada, mantis, oriole
Now Yang Le couldn't help but become even more curious. Although SHIELD is a secret organization that ordinary people cannot know about, it is not so secretive in the countless parallel universes.

Yang Le immediately thought of two possibilities. One was that something happened to SHIELD and it had to hide itself. The other was that someone destroyed SHIELD and deliberately hid it.

As for the possibility that S.H.I.E.L.D. does not exist, Yang Le has thought about it, but S.H.I.E.L.D. is alive and well now, so it doesn't make sense that the agency created by Imhotep would not exist?

"That's quite interesting." Yang Le nodded secretly in his heart. After being in this universe for so long, he finally encountered something interesting.

It is very simple to know the answer to this question. Just turn into X-Man or ask Eternity and you will know the answer immediately, but doing so is obviously meaningless.

Yang Le had this idea when he was playing the game: you can use some wheelchairs given in the game, but you cannot use things outside the game to cheat (referring to Feng Ling Yueying).

Unless the game is deliberately disgusting, Yang Le has always adhered to this idea. Otherwise, what is the fun in playing games.

Although this matter is tricky now, it is not impossible to solve it by myself. It's just that I obviously can't remember it and need to think about it in the long run.

Let's deal with the current situation first before dealing with other things.

Yang Le raised his head. Time was passing while he was thinking. Kuang Gong had already brainwashed Hyperion. The two of them had disappeared long ago. It was estimated that they had probably arrived in the United States by now.

After confirming the true identity of the mastermind behind the scenes and beating up Hyperion to cool down, I now have a temporary understanding of what happened here. Next, I should deal with the rookie heroes.

The rookie heroes Yang Le mentioned were none other than the Fantastic Four who were trapped in the original New York. Because he hadn't carefully checked their condition, Yang Le didn't know how they were doing now. He hoped they wouldn't starve to death.

He first sent a message to Gwen to assure her that he was safe, and also sent Gwen the photo he took after being beaten down by Hyperion. Then Yang Le flew to the original New York City.

This frightened the simple polar bear mother and child. How could their compatriot suddenly turn into a giant green-skinned man? And could he even fly?

Before the two-day beast recovered from its shock, a rainbow suddenly shot out from the sky and landed directly on the ice. The two-day beast had never seen such a movement before and ran away howling.

The rainbow on the ground kept impacting and dispersed the snow on the ice. Not long after, a sturdy figure walked out from the rainbow. He was wearing a winged helmet and metal armor. It was Thor, the god of thunder, holding the hammer.

Thor stretched out his legs and walked out of the range of the Rainbow Bridge. The Rainbow Bridge behind him gradually shrank until it disappeared. He knocked on his helmet and looked at the endless white land with a frown.

"Is Heimdall right? Where does this come from? Is this still the courtyard?"

As he spoke, white mist continued to gush out from his air, which reminded him of the time when he was fighting against the frost giants. The thought of it made him crave for wine.

Wine warms the body, of course this temperature will not make Thor feel cold. This is the same principle as quenching thirst by looking at a plum. Thor wants to drink wine to warm himself when he sees snow.

He had just given Heimdall a jar of Asgardian wine, but he didn't even get a sip. Adding to the memory of the scene, Thor was really thirsty.

He shook his head, throwing out the inappropriate thought. He still had a mission assigned by the God King, and it wouldn't be too late to go back and have a good drink after finishing the work. But looking at the vast land, Thor also had a headache. Could any normal Aesir really be willing to stay in this desolate place?
The God King had told him long ago that he was sent out this time to find someone who had the same divine power as his elder brother who had died long ago, so Thor thought that the person he was looking for this time was also an Aesir.

Because of this, Thor naturally used his old Asgardian thinking to speculate about the other party. Anyway, he would not like living in this ice and snow.

But Heimdall's eyes were very sharp, and nothing in the Nine Realms could escape his eyes. Thor didn't think that he had made a mistake, but only that he had stayed here before but had left now.

Thor loosened his right hand that was holding the hammer, bent over and began to write and draw on the snow.

This is not because he is interested in the ice and snow, but as the current crown prince of Asgard, he can also be said to be both civil and military.

There is no need to mention martial arts, just talking about literature, Thor was forced to learn many runes and magic.

What he was scribbling on the ground now was a simple tracking spell, used to detect the Aesir around. The spell was very simple and Thor finished it in just a few strokes.

The runes were drawn and the magic was cast, but Thor had an even bigger headache. According to the spell, there had indeed been another Asar around besides Thor, but the other party had disappeared out of thin air.

Thor stood by the big puddle where Hyperion once floated, and his head felt bigger than twice as big. According to the magic, this was the last place where the Aesir stayed.

Thor had no choice but to expand the scope of his magical search beyond the Aesir, and this finally allowed him to discover something useful.

According to the magic, six creatures, including the Aesir, had stayed by the puddle. One of them floated in the water from beginning to end. After the Aesir left, another creature stood in his place and stayed for a while.

Then the other creature flew to the two creatures in the distance, and the three creatures began to pace nearby until another creature flew over and arrived in front of the big puddle.

The last creature that arrived took away the one in the puddle, and then one of the three in the distance flew away, two ran away, and finally Thor, the God of Thunder, came here.

Thor's head hurt from walking around in circles, so he decided not to think too much about it. He decided to go to the direction the three creatures flew away and take a look. After all, the three creatures flew in the same direction, which looked very suspicious.

And this is his only clue. If Thor doesn't follow it, he has no other idea.

With a casual move, Thor summoned the hammer into his hand, picked up the strap at the end of the hammer and began to swing it. When the hammer left an afterimage, he swung it forward suddenly.

"Whoosh!"

With the sound of breaking air, Thor was taken out by the hammer. His speed was not slow and he could see land in less than a minute.

(End of this chapter)