Abnormal creatures' communication group

"Where's the ghost?" Tony Stark, who was browsing the chat group and pretending to listen to Odin and Stephen Strange, looked up and found something wrong.

It was not until Tony Stark mentioned it that everyone realized the ghost had disappeared. After all, it was so small and quiet that it would be easily overlooked over time.

"I'm not sure either, but I have my own plans." Stephen Strange thought about it and didn't take it to heart. After all, it's better to worry about himself than ghosts.

After a moment of panic, Tony Stark finally figured it out, shrugged, and replied. "That's true." After a moment's hesitation, he opened the private chat in the group chat and asked someone. He received a familiar response and didn't ask any further questions.

Ghosts are always very sensible and don't need their useless worries.

No one was very nervous, only the supervisor hesitated and decided to look for it. Based on his current observations, it seemed that everyone in the chat group was convinced of each other. Moreover, he wanted to conduct a general investigation of this place, perhaps he could find something different.

After leaving a message saying "I'll go look for it", he disappeared from the spot, and no one paid any attention to him.

At this moment, the ghost was holding a freshly made map drawn with void liquid in his hand, and was walking around in this huge palace. Perhaps because Odin had granted him enough authority, the passing soldiers pretended not to see what they saw. The ghost just kept his head down and groped his way. He made a mistake and bumped into the pillar next to him, and the map in his hand shook and fell off.

The ghost bent down with a distressed look on his face and prepared to pick it up. After all, the arena he was familiar with had disappeared, so he had to be careful to save it.

Fortunately, the ink-like traces drawn with the void will not fade away so easily, at least they will not be disturbed like before. However, this map has become some kind of extraordinary existence. To be precise, all the maps drawn by ghosts using the void as ink have become some kind of extraordinary existence.

Those voids were permanently engraved on the map, constantly devouring the sanity of all who watched, amplifying their savagery, and allowing their hearts to be occupied by the most primitive animal nature, until all sanity was devoured and only an empty consciousness remained.

Not to mention people with weak wills, even Chunchun would feel a slight discomfort after looking at this map for a long time, as if there was a voice calling for it to return to the embrace of the entire void, rather than being an independent creature. If Chunchun really agreed, he would most likely be like his compatriots who had completely lost consciousness, erasing all his independence and becoming a part of the vast void.

"Little guy, are you okay?"

However, someone helped it pick up the map before it did. She was a slightly older woman who smiled gently at it.

The ghost took the map from the other person's hand, shook his head, and was afraid that the other person didn't understand, so he raised the sign to explain.

[Nothing]

"I'm glad you're alright." The most noble woman in Asgard, the mother of Loki and Thor, showed great hesitation at this moment. "Are you going to the dungeon?"

[Dungeon?]

The ghost couldn't understand because the entire map was divided into Asgard, without any detailed distinction, and naturally didn't know where the other party was referring to.

Frigano was silent for a moment, lost in thought. The next second, she pointed in the direction the ghost was moving resolutely and gave the answer.

"If you continue to go in this direction, then that's the dungeon."

The ghost glanced in the direction the other person was pointing and nodded without hesitation.

"Then, may I ask a favor of you?" She paused briefly, her tone remaining gentle. "Although it's not Asgard's custom to ask a guest from afar to assist me, I do need your help."

She used honorifics here without hesitation, because the respect and attention Odin showed was enough for him to respect and value in return.

Guihunyi nodded without hesitation. In its opinion, it was very easy to help with such a small matter. After all, it had traveled back and forth countless times just to deliver a few flowers.

"Thank you." Her smile, which had always been tinged with sadness, was now filled with joy. "I hope you can go see my son Loki. Actually, I should go see him myself, but if I do, I'll probably have to act depressed and beg me to let him go. I feel bad for him, but I also have to be responsible for other lives. He deserves to pay the price, so please, take a look for me."

313 The Cursed Warrior Becomes Food Before He Even Takes Action

The dungeon was not very dark. The cursed warrior, who was pretending to be a prisoner, was looking around anxiously, waiting for the right opportunity that would allow him to complete his mission perfectly.

But there was always a damn kid following him closely, so that those soldiers who should have left long ago also followed him closely, and even more of them gathered. It was not something he could get rid of in a short time.

It’s not that he was afraid of those guys. He felt that he could easily tear those so-called warriors, including that damn kid, into pieces.

But then he would also alert the others, which might bring some obstacles to their plans.

Until he was halfway through the journey, and the little ghost kept looking up at him even though he couldn't see his eyes, he clearly felt that the other party was staring at him with a very strange gaze, and this perception made him even more anxious.

So he acted decisively, but the next moment he felt as if his world was spinning, and then there was a void of darkness that completely submerged him.

Has darkness swallowed the world, and have I completely completed my mission?

That was his last thought before he died, and then not even a trace of him was left.

At this moment, the ghost was savoring the appetizer with satisfaction. If he had the chance to completely devour the ether particles, then he would have his main meal.

The other one tasted great, somewhat similar to the taste of the space gem that Tony Stark tasted last time in the center of the city he called New York, but it had its own strong style.

If I have to describe it, the last time it was refreshing and thirst-quenching, and the portion was large and filling, while this time it was spicy and fragrant. Although there was less, the taste was stronger.

The ghost had just finished savoring the wonderful taste, and seemed to have thought of something. He raised his hand and scratched his head a little embarrassedly, looking left and right at the dumbfounded guards on both sides.

He raised the sign shakily.

[Feel sorry]

After a while, he felt something was wrong. After all, it was a completely legitimate move, so he raised the sign again with confidence.

[The other party wants to run]

Now there shouldn't be any problem.

In fact, it has been coveting the ether particles for a long time, but Jane is Thor's friend, so it can't do anything, not to mention that the other party has no ill intentions.

As for this unknown guy, since he was a prisoner of Asgard, Asgard had no right to deal with him. However, the smell was so fragrant that it couldn't help but follow him all the way to see if there was any chance. In the end, the ghost really found him.

The moment the ghost sensed the other party's murderous intention, it readily enjoyed the treat.

Ever since it devoured those strange things, the expansion of the void has become increasingly uncontrollable, and even its characteristics have become more distorted.

The twisted void and the adorable little knight, whose opposite natures were in some senses combined perfectly to form a ghost. The nature of the void was even suppressed completely, without causing any waves. If the ghost's will was infected by the void, the chat group would not be so peaceful now, let alone Hallownest. Perhaps the flower could prevent one or two things, but that would only be a useless delay.

The void is like a collection of all the negative emotions in the world, and it is like the opposite of all insect nature, but it is also possible that the void is just emptiness.

After saying this, the ghost ignored the stunned people, lowered its footsteps, and slipped away quietly. Even if it did have some truth in it, it had eaten other people's food, so it must have felt a little guilty.

However, it did not rush back, but came to the place where Loki was imprisoned. It had already remembered the other party's smell last time, and the other party's mark on the map was so bright that it was frightening. It had to be said that the system's bundled updates of the map, feather pen and logo were indeed worth the price.

Loki was a little excited when he saw the ghost coming. After all, his successive setbacks were closely related to this guy.

"Huh? It's you, you? Are you here to watch me have fun? To admire the dejected look of a loser? I bet that sooner or later you'll fall harder than I do. That day won't be too late."

Loki's attitude was as arrogant as ever. Even though he was now so poor that he could only live in a small single room, the word "reflection" would never appear in his mind.

Unfortunately, his words were doomed to have no effect. After all, the ghost didn't care about such things, and Green and Pure were not by its side at the moment.

The ghost just calmly held up the sign.

[Come see you]

Then he put away the sign and turned away.

After all, the other party looks lively and energetic, so he should be living a good life.

This made Loki dumbfounded, and he immediately called out to the other person.

"? What's this new trick? No clever little trick can fool me. I am the God of Mischief, Loki."

The ghost also turned around and added another sign.

[Come see you]

Ghosts are very considerate in this respect.

"Is it my idiotic brother? Huh? Doesn't he even have the courage to face me? Then please tell him that if the kingdom falls into his hands, it will be a doomed disaster. It would be better for him to go and become his reckless soldier. At least he can still be of some use and make a difference."

[no]

The ghost thought about it and thought that the Asgardian, suspected to be a female, could not be the brother. If she called the other person her son, then he must be the mother.

[your mother]

This sentence interrupted what Loki was about to say next. After a moment's silence, he roared angrily.

"No! It's not."

Thor is your brother.

"So what?" Loki asked with a sneer.

She's Thor's mother, isn't she?

Because it was not very sure, it added a sentence, right? Because in its impression, they were brothers, so their mother must be the same, but since the other party denied it, there might be other hidden secrets.

"...So what?" Loki stopped laughing and just had a gloomy face.

Then she is your mother.

The ghost held the sign with such confidence, feeling satisfied with his own inference. After all, the other party seemed to lack common sense. Since he was asked to do so, the ghost was happy to help Loki solve some common sense problems.

Loki stopped talking. He realized that it was pointless to argue with the guy in front of him. It was the first time he saw someone who was more difficult to deal with than his brother. So he turned his head away in annoyance and didn't intend to say anything.

The ghost put away the sign and prepared to leave completely, but the familiar sweet scent floated over again, and it followed the scent without hesitation. Of course, the more desserts, the better.

314 A family should be in good order?

Malekith noticed the destruction of the cursed warrior the moment it happened.

He had to reflect on whether the appearance of the ether particles was a trap set by the other party, waiting for him to jump in foolishly, but he had no way out. The barren land was simply not enough to support the vigorous development of a race. The dark elves were just barely surviving and barely maintaining their glory that was about to disappear. Standing still was already the greatest mercy of God to them. If they didn't fight hard this time, they would no longer have a future.

So he came here without hesitation. The army marched straight ahead, while he sneaked in quietly.

This is certainly a very risky approach, but the stubborn old man Odin may not be able to react in time, so this is his chance.

Malekith, who was groping forward, did not notice that there was a small figure following him from a distance, and no matter how complicated the route was, the figure maintained a fairly stable distance.

The ghost did not use Shadow and Crystal Dash this time because both of them made a strong noise. It was already considering asking Stephen Strange to help it get rid of those complicated sounds.

But after hesitating for a while, it wanted to keep it. Perhaps it could ask the other party if he could make these two spells able to selectively turn on and off the sound, because the silent ones always made it feel as if it was doing something it shouldn't be doing, lacking a sense of dignity and grandeur.

Although from the perspective of combat, this sound effect is useless or even counterproductive, but Ghost, think about it, it's not bad to think about things other than combat occasionally.

It followed the other for a long time, chatting with Iron Man at the same time.

[God of the Void] Ghost: The prisoners in Asgard are rioting. Can I eat them?

Iron Man: Ordinary Rich Man: "That should be fine, but how good is that stuff? It's better not to eat that junk that's obviously from a dubious source. Are you short of snacks? If you are, I'll send you another batch later."

Tony Stark's whole body trembled, and the originally tightly closed facial armor slowly opened. A simple and slender mechanical clip appeared on the shoulder clip, holding a piece of fine cloth and gently wiping it on his forehead, as if wiping sweat.

The ghost on the other side thought about the food that could almost fill two Black Egg Temples, and nodded subconsciously.

[God of the Void] Ghost: Que, that one, is not garbage. The smell on the other person is very similar to the smell on the person I picked up, and it also comes from the same source as the smell of the square gem inlaid on the space door that time.

Does it smell like Jane? And it also smells like the square gem inlaid on the space door last time... Wait, the person the ghost met had ether particles on him.

Iron Man shuddered with fear. If the chat group hadn't appeared out of thin air before his eyes, he would have been shaken to the ground.

"Stark." Stephen Strange nearly burst into flames at the man's bizarre antics. But remembering that this was Odin's palace and that he was a friend of the Ghost, he took a deep breath and calmed down. "...I know you're disdainful of this meeting, and you don't really want to waste time with us. Yes, it's true, maybe the Ghost can handle everything, and we're just here to make a passing appearance. But Tony Stark, I thought someone as proud as you wouldn't be content to be a mere sidekick. I didn't expect you'd be so complacent about being a mere figurehead."

Stephen Strange became calmer as he spoke, and even the look he gave Tony Stark was filled with pity. Odin pretended not to hear, as he didn't want to get involved in the feud between these people. Besides, it wasn't really a feud, it was just some differences and contradictions in concepts.

Little Red Riding Hood didn't understand at all. She quietly held her weapon and leaned against the wall drowsily.

“When an arrogant genius willingly sinks into a hothouse, he no longer has any points worthy of attention.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Tony Stark, who had recovered from his shock, spoke up.

"Well, the ghost found someone who also has the aura of ether particles. I suspect the Dark Elves have infiltrated," Tony Stark said, then seemed to think of something. "Hey, were you guys discussing something earlier? This guy seems like a bitch, talking for a long time, but then, well, forget it, whatever. So, what are you guys planning on doing? Do you want to live or die? Okay, I'll tell the ghost, do you want to live, right?"

"...It's okay, nothing, nothing happened." Stephen Strange denied it decisively after a moment of silence, and even had an urge to lie down peacefully.

After all, it’s not shameful to talk about this kind of thing, do you think it’s possible?

"Since you discovered it, you can deal with it." Odin decided to be a hands-off boss and was determined to ignore the matter. After all, some things in the trajectory of fate are inevitable. If he makes changes himself, who knows whether he will return to the original track.

He had seen with Ancient One that he tried countless different changes, only to return to the only ending.

It's like everything is destined.

So, since they can change, let them take care of it. He doesn't have that much energy anymore.

[Iron Man] Ordinary rich people: Catch him alive.

In fact, the power of execution in this matter is not in his hands. It should be left to the ghost to decide. However, if the ghost decides on its own, it is likely that the person will be eaten. But is that thing suitable? Maybe he can research and develop an instrument to separate the ether particles from the other party. Then the ether particles can be used to feed the ghost. As for the other party, let's destroy it. Otherwise, there is always a feeling that the ghost will be contaminated by the other party if it swallows it.

Malekith was still moving forward vigilantly, but the next moment his vision went dark.

The black vines wrapped him up in layers, leaving no space at all.

Of course, if the ghost only uses the power of the container without involving the void, it can still fight, but it is afraid that it will not be able to control itself and eat the opponent during the fight, and it is also afraid of hurting the innocent buildings nearby.

Before, the ghost was itching to fight Chunchun, so he dragged her to a duel. As a result, a large area of ​​the surrounding land was damaged, so he and Chunchun were tied up tightly by Bumblebee and hung on the ceiling.