Superman

The hour hand goes back one day.

"You want to find the Red Skull's secret fortress!?"

Baron Zemo of this universe looked at the person in front of him with a strange look.

Looking up from the bottom, he saw a pair of military boots.

The dark leather pants wrap up the strong and slender thighs, outlining the perfect lines.

A belt tightens her slender waist, making her already hot figure even more exaggerated.

Pistols, grenades, daggers...all kinds of strange weapons are hung on it.

If you continue to move your eyes, you can see the full headlights that are about to come out.

There is no doubt that this is a beauty that can make men's hormones boil. If Baron Zemo hadn't seen that face!

The skin seemed to have been completely peeled off, leaving only dark red flesh and bones, which looked terrifying and abnormal.

Let alone the mention of sexual interest, ordinary people would be frightened to the point of weakening their legs and screaming loudly even if they took one more look at it.

It's really too scary, too scary!

Such a unique and terrifying shape makes people think of a certain villain leader who was active during World War II.

Red Skull!

Captain America's rival!

One of the leaders of Hydra!

"Yes, I can feel the gaze of fate, and there is a force calling me and guiding me!"

The woman with the red head said confidently.

Her name is "Cynthia Schmidt", the daughter of the Red Skull.

"Your father has been dead for so long, can he still give you reminders in your dreams, asking you to restore the great cause of Hydra and continue fighting against Captain America?"

Baron Zemo sneered, somewhat sarcastically.

The Red Skull is one of the leaders of Hydra, but his daughter is not.

He is not qualified enough to lead Hydra.

"Of course not. My father, he never really cared about his daughter."

Cynthia shook her head and sneered.

"He always wanted a son, a tall, strong Aryan with blond hair and blue eyes, to inherit all his inheritance."

"Baron, I'm afraid you don't know that the moment I was born, my father's first thought was to kill me!"

"Without hesitation, he planned to strangle the infant."

"Later, it was his deputy, a woman named Susan, who stopped this ruthless great leader."

There was no emotion in Cynthia's eyes, neither hatred nor warmth.

"Susan raised me up, and the education I received since I was a child is that weak people are not qualified to survive, and they must become strong, stronger than anyone else!"

"My father died. He was defeated by Captain America. Hydra lost its leader. In order to gain power, I did not hesitate to become like my father."

Baron Zemo felt a chill in his heart and put away his original contempt.

A woman can give up even the beauty she cares about most, and there is nothing she can't do.

"But you also lost. Your 'Sisters of Sin' were wiped out by the Avengers, and you finally managed to save your life."

Baron Zemo crossed his arms. In this universe, Hydra is still the biggest villain and jumps out from time to time to find something for the Avengers to do.

"My father is right, only the strong have the right to live. He was too weak, so he lost to Captain America."

Cynthia grinned, with a fanatical look in her eyes.

"But he made me a stronger and more perfect 'Red Skull' than him!"

Baron Zemo's throat rolled twice, and he saw a familiar shadow on Cynthia's body.

"What's your plan?"

After a moment of silence, he took the initiative to ask.

Hydra's current situation is not good.

During World War II, Captain America defeated the Red Skull and disintegrated some of the organizational forces.

After a long period of self-cultivation, Baron Zemo and his party regained their strength.

Unexpectedly, the Avengers were quietly established, and those superheroes drove themselves into the dark ditch again.

Hydra is in desperate need of a new leader, a new force!

If Cynthia shows enough ability, then Baron Zemo doesn't mind voting for her.

"I learned about a past event buried in the past, an unknown secret."

Cynthia said meaningfully.

"Baron, I need your help."

"My father is like a mouse digging holes everywhere. He has strongholds all over the world."

"And what I want to find is a Book of Skulls with Atlantis skin as a cover! It is stored in an underground fortress in Egypt!"

Baron Zemo thought for a long time. He had a map of the Red Skull in his hand.

There are many hidden strongholds built secretly during World War II marked on it, some of which have long been abandoned, and some of which are still in operation.

As for the underground fortress in Egypt that Cynthia mentioned, Baron Zemo happens to know about it.

"I hope you won't disappoint me, Ms. Red Skull."

Baron Zemo put down his hands and said so.

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A few hours later, a fighter jet landed in the Egyptian desert.

Baron Zemo found the specific location and opened the underground fortress. A rotten and old unpleasant smell hit his face.

"The mechanisms, valves, and air circulation systems are all functioning normally."

Cynthia walked behind and watched Baron Zemo open the stone doors one after another.

“It’s a miracle that no tomb robbers have dug it out so far!”

Egypt has a large number of pyramid tombs, which have always been a favorite place for tomb robber gangs.

"It's not that there aren't any, it's that they are all dead."

Baron Zemo kicked a white bone away from his feet and entered the interior of the underground fortress.

I saw tattered *** hanging everywhere on the wall, which were symbols of the Third Reich.

On the central step, there is a sarcophagus.

There is a dusty book with a blue cover on it.

This is what Cynthia is looking for!

"Is this human skin?"

Baron Zemo also returned to this underground fortress for the first time. The Red Skull built a large number of secret strongholds during his lifetime, and it was impossible for him to verify every one of them.

"Bingo! Made of Atlantean human skin, it was part of a ritual to make the spell inside work."

Cynthia blew away the dust, picked up the book, and turned to the middle page.

"What's written in this?"

Baron Zemo asked curiously.

"The power to rule the world!"

Cynthia laughed loudly.

On the pages of the book she opened, there were densely packed, obscure and strange words.

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Turn the clock back to February 1942, Germany at that time.

"Why hasn't it been done yet? Is it because we didn't give enough sacrifices?"

The Red Skull asked with his hands behind his back and a cold face.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and a few lightning flashes flashed.

Then there was a dull sound and heavy rain fell.

On the lawn of this manor, the ground is outlined with complex lines of blood, which come from the Atlanteans tied to the cross.

Several priest-like figures dressed in long robes, with faces hidden under hoods, were constantly reciting incantations and raising their hands, as if praying to heaven for something.

"Come on, come on, Mr. Schmidt."

the priest replied.

"I spent several months slaughtering an entire gypsy tribe for this long-extinct language that no one knew, and then risked offending the King of the Sea and kidnapped a group of Atlantis.

Sri Lankan people."

There was serious impatience in Red Skull's voice.

"And the reason why I do this is just because the Thule Association said that I can get the power to rule the world from it!"

"Now, please tell me, where is that unbelievably powerful power that makes people comparable to gods?"

The hooded priests clearly felt the cold murderous intent, and all of them turned pale with fear.

They are all members of the Thule Society, an organization considered the predecessor of the Nazis.

It was founded as early as 1918 by Rudolf von Sebotendorf.

The "cosmic ice theory" of Hans-Hoerbig, which was very popular at the time, meant that the origin of the universe came from many "ice stars" colliding with each other, exploding, and then recombining.

Correspondingly, the earliest biological races born on the earth were "Atlanteans" and "ugly humanoids".

This novel and avant-garde view is most popular among young people in European countries, especially aristocratic young people with higher education.

Later, Rudolf von Sebotendorf, who founded the Thule Society, combined this theory with the theory of racial superiority and concluded that "Aryans are the descendants of Atlantis and are born with extraordinary blood, while the Germans

Man is the descendant of the Aryans".

The reason why the Thule Association is the predecessor of the Nazis is because many high-level officials of the Third Reich participated in it. Even the flag came from the flag of this association, which represents the victory of the Aryans and the sun god they believe in.

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The mustachioed Führer himself was a staunch supporter of Rudolf von Sebotendorf's views, so much so that during the 1941 war between Germany and the Soviet Union, he did not equip soldiers with adequate cold-proof equipment.

Because he believes that he is a descendant of Aryans from an extremely cold place.

German soldiers must have inherited the ability of the "Frost Giant" and can withstand severe cold.

As a result, 170,000 German soldiers froze to death in the Battle of Moscow alone.

Of course, this is a rumor that has been circulated and cannot be verified, and it is impossible to tell whether it is true or false.

But the mustachioed leader is indeed obsessed with various supernatural powers, and even believes in the real existence of werewolves and vampires.

"It's coming! That power will fall from the sky!"

The two waves were fighting, and the hooded priest who was about to kneel down saw the dazzling lightning speeding through the hazy clouds and said ecstatically.

As soon as the man stopped speaking, there was a bolt of thunder as thick as a python, tearing straight through the night sky and falling down.

"It didn't fall in front of me, but flew somewhere else."

Red Skull said coldly.

"Tell me the location, priest."

The lightning flashed along the low sky just now, and the Hydra leader indeed felt an indescribable terrifying power.

Otherwise, he will definitely regard the hooded priests in front of him as liars and hang them all.

"Antarctica! It falls in the land of glaciers!"

The priest held the magic book made of bloody human skin and said loudly.

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A month later, after a long journey, the Red Skull finally found the place where the thunder crashed.

A large crater suddenly opened in the snow-capped hard ice cap, and the heat of friction melted the shell and condensed into frost.

The Red Skull stood on a high place, looking down.

A few seconds later, he said angrily and disappointedly: "I thought the so-called 'power that rules the world' would be an army, or a... god, but it is"

"A hammer! A broken hammer that cannot be pulled out or used!"

The Red Skull suddenly choked a hooded priest and roared: "Tell me, what should Hydra use it for? Smash Captain America's head?"

"Mr. Schmidt, it is absolutely extraordinary! I can feel it in my soul. The terrifying power it contains is enough to sweep the world!"

The priest tried to defend himself and said quickly: "We just need time to understand it and control it."

"Well."

Taking a few deep breaths, the Red Skull quickly regained his composure.

He glanced again at the hammer that he couldn't pull out, and then walked away.

"No one from the Thule Association is allowed to leave the glacier until the problem is solved, until someone can pick it up!"

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Time returns to the present.

Antarctica.

"This is Adolf Hitler's Thule Society, the last resting place of those gangs of thugs."

The daughter of the Red Skull, Cynthia, walked into this glacier after seventy years.

She took Baron Zemo with her and used violence to open the gate of the fortress.

There was no one inside, except for the decayed bones.

The long period of time destroyed everything, including the ambitions of the Third Reich and the great plans of Hydra, not to mention those of the Thule Association.

boom!

The bomb blasted open the metal door of the security room.

"My father ordered the Thule Association to stay here to study the war hammer that fell from the sky accompanied by thunder."

"No one has ever been able to pick it up. The Red Skull tried, but failed."

"It is said that even the head of state himself came once. The mustache tried to pry open the ice and dig it away, but he failed."

Cynthia slowly walked into the security room, and a frosty white air filled the air.

In the intense coldness, she saw the frozen war hammer.

It's so perfect!

It is so powerful!

"Then why do you believe you can own this hammer?"

Baron Zemo, who was wearing cold weather clothing, asked doubtfully.

The Red Skull has failed, can his daughter do it?

"Because I saw it in a dream. A big snake surrounded this war hammer. It said that I would become the queen of this world and would use this hammer to kill Captain America, and then"

Cynthia was talking almost as if she was dreaming. She only had the frozen warhammer in her eyes and nothing else.

"The big snake also said, 'When fear comes, the gods retreat'!"

The daughter of the Red Skull, Cynthia holds the war hammer with both hands and reads the ancient words on it

"Only a true lord can wield the Hammer of Skadi"!

The dazzling electric light suddenly erupted, as if a frenzy was sweeping across it.

Baron Zemo closed his eyes subconsciously, and the terrifying power echoed in the security room.

The footing was shaking, the hard ice cap was cracking, and the entire fortress was crumbling.

"Fear descends and the gods retreat!"

A hoarse voice came out of Cynthia's mouth.

She holds the Skati warhammer in both hands and wears green metal armor, like a Valkyrie descending into the world!

Meanwhile, Asgard's Asgard.

The god-king Odin, who was sitting on the throne, let out a long sigh.