When the crowd reacted, Casillas was lying on the ground, and his chest was melted into a hole by the golden flame. Even if he had the power of darkness, he couldn't die anymore.
Kyle walked past Casillas, blowing out the golden flame swaying on his index finger, and glanced at the two dark mages next to Casillas.
Just like the mouse that saw the cat, the two dark mages trembled in fear, and in front of Kyle, they didn't even have the idea of escaping. Because doing that will die faster and worse!
Following the instinct, the two dark mages fell down on their knees, their lowered heads resting directly on the dirty ground.
They are afraid of death, extremely afraid of death, otherwise they will not fall into the dark dimension, and Kyle is the spokesperson of the **** of death.
"It's up to you to decide what to do." Kyle's gaze retracted from the two dark mages and landed on Strangt and others in front.
"Yes, Mr. Kyle." Wang first responded. He walked towards the two dark mages who were kneeling down, intending to catch them alive and bring them back to the Temple in New York to give an account to the mages who were killed and injured in the temple.
"Mr. Kyle," Strange looked at Kyle as he came over, and said hardly, "Mr. Gu Yi ..."
"I see." Kyle stepped forward, patted Strange on the shoulder, and calmly said, "She has entrusted everything to you. The way forward is up to you. But the earth is now, heaven. Even if it collapses, I will stand up. "
After Kyle's words were spoken, he re-sprayed the energy of the double star, and he turned into a colorful shooting star, leaving the streets of Xianggang as quickly as possible, leaving to the western sky.
The magic cloak fluttered in the wind, and Strange stood on the street. He really had to think about what he should do next.
Now that Kyle was enough to stop Domham from invading, would the temple still need to exist?
Master Modu, who was standing behind Strange, didn't speak and turned to leave the scene alone. No one knew what he was thinking at this time, and no one knew where he was going.
The Karma Taj family lost a Supreme today, ended a mission, and killed many people.
Where do the rest of the mage go? No one knows, they have to find out the answer by themselves.
...
A meteor trace traced in the night sky. Kyle did not return to the country of Karl or the watchtower. Instead, he landed on the streets of New York City after crossing the ocean.
Before landing.
Kyle pulled out the Venom Card in advance, disguising himself slightly, so that no one could recognize him. Otherwise, his presence here will surely cause a sensation throughout the city.
Just wandering the streets casually, Kyle also bought a bag of apples, and finally stopped in front of a residential building at the crossroads.
He approached the door and rang the bell.
"Come here." After a while, an old voice came from behind the door.
The door opened slowly. An old man with a one-eyed man with dark hair wore an apron on his neck, and his dry hand left the door. His right eye looked at Kyle outside.
"Why are you here?" Asked the one-eyed old man.
"You can come here, why can't I come." Kyle smiled and motioned for the apple he was holding. "Don't invite me in and sit down?"
"Come in, and have a dinner by the way." The one-eyed old man cheerfully reached out to take over the apple from Kyle's hand and took him to the house.
Kyle asked Venom to turn his shoes into slippers, walked into the room, looked at the simple and natural furniture and decoration inside, and nodded and said, "This house is good."
"Yes. This is what Loki was looking for, just a little bit noisy during the day."
The one-eyed old man put the apple on the table, asked Kyle to sit down, then went into the kitchen and took out half the roasted sheep and wine.
"Look at you like this, is it okay to live on Earth?"
Sitting in the dining chair, Kyle looked at the rich roast lamb on the table, roasted golden, and sprinkled with ingredients to give off a strong aroma.
"I guess you are coming, ready, I usually don't eat these." The one-eyed old man smiled, sitting opposite Kyle, pouring wine into his glass.
"That's great." Kyle smiled indifferently, raising his sleeves, tearing off a large leg of lamb, and taking a sip in his mouth.
The one-eyed old man took the glass and took a sip of wine.
If Nine Realms see this scene, they must be stunned.
The guardians of the gods, the Galactic Alliance, Jiang Long, the Lord of the Earth, Kyle, and Odin, the Supreme of the Nine Realms, the Father of the Gods, and the Lord of the Gods. Eat meat and drink.
Kyle ate a leg of lamb, drank the wine in the glass, and watched Odin lightly: "If I didn't guess wrong, it should be Rocky who put you here, right now? , Should be disguised as you, and spent the addiction of the Lord of the Gods in the fairy palace. "
Odin was undecided and continued drinking.
"I have always had a question. Since the battle with Phantom, that question has become more intense in my heart." Kyle looked directly at Odin and asked curiously: "At the beginning. Why did you choose me as the guardian of the gods, and let me take away The eternal fire. "
Odin responded calmly: "Don't you inherit the power of the former Vulcan?"
"No. At that time, you should know that there was a real Vulcan divine power hidden in me." Kyle shook his head, and even he now has extremely keen judgment on different energies, not to mention at that time Odin sitting in the town of God.
In retrospect, it was as if Odin had deliberately found a reason to let him serve as the guardian of the **** domain and give him the eternal fire.
"These require you to find out for yourself. For some reason, I can't tell you the truth directly." Odin refilled the respective glasses. He took the glasses and lifted them up, "Finally, I have a drink. Right. "
Although Kyle had many questions in his heart, when he saw Odin lifted his glass, he smiled helplessly, picked up the glass, and touched Odin.
Ding--
The glass wine glasses that came together made a leisurely crisp sound, as if piercing the ancient times ...
Odin's muddy right eye showed a trace of nostalgia and memory, but it quickly dissipated. He drank the wine in the glass and whispered coldly, "You go, we don't need to see you again."
Since the other party didn't want to say anything, Kyle didn't ask any more. He drank the wine, dropped the glass, and turned away from the house where Odin lived.
After Kyle left.
Odin sat alone in the chair, watching the roast lamb on the dining table, the empty wine glass, like a old man in a daze.
After a long time, he whispered softly, "I really don't want you to see, I'm so old and dying."