I Created a Sanctuary in Marvel

Chapter 237 The God of Symbiotes

Loki sat in the car, sensing the symbiote's presence, his expression becoming somewhat grave.

Tony and Steve saw Loki's appearance but didn't say anything.

Loki was now deep in thought.

The news about the symbiote caught him somewhat off guard.

Because there has been no news about symbiotes in the universe for thousands of years.

The appearance of a symbiote often signifies the appearance of that sword.

Over thousands of years in Asgard, Loki witnessed countless secrets about the universe.

Coincidentally, some of these things are related to symbionts.

It sounds strange, but the origin of the symbiote comes from a sword, the Black Death Sword!

The person who forged that sword has been erased from existence.

So Loki wasn't quite sure what the other thing was.

As for the Black Death Sword—most living beings don't even know what it is.

However, it became widely circulated among the gods.

That was a sword that even gods of the Heavenly Father level were extremely wary of.

It is said that even the Celestials have always wanted to destroy the Black Death Sword.

But it has not been successful.

The reason is simple: the Black Death Sword's properties against gods.

In fact, almost all the gods in the universe are predetermined gods.

In other words, a deity will choose its master.

Moreover, gods are extremely difficult to kill.

Some deities possess physical forms, while others do not.

Even if one perishes unexpectedly, their divine essence and soul will be preserved, and they may even have a chance to be reincarnated.

This is also why most pantheons have their own underworld.

The same is true for Asgard.

For example, Valhalla!

Warriors who die bravely in battle will be reborn in Valhalla.

Therefore, it is very difficult for the gods to die completely.

As long as the soul and divine status remain, there is a chance to be resurrected from places like the underworld, the Yellow Springs, or Valhalla.

The gods killed by the Black Death Sword were utterly annihilated.

Annihilation in the fundamental sense.

That sword will devour the god's divine essence, soul, and everything else.

And it will give back some of its power to its host.

This allows the host to become powerful, helping them to hunt down more gods.

This is also the biggest reason why the gods fear the Black Death Sword.

The symbiote race originated from this Black Death Sword!

The symbiotes were created by that being based on a black death sword. These symbiotes are things that even gods can parasitize.

Furthermore, they can evolve by coexisting with their hosts.

Such creatures are despised by all living beings.

Even some creatures that seek power rarely interact with symbiotes.

Because not everyone can tolerate being manipulated or influenced.

They may even lose themselves.

Even more so the gods!

Is it a variable?

"Or is this also part of Ragnarok?"

"If the Black Death Sword really appears, that's not good news."

Loki thought to himself.

In Asgardian records.

Every appearance of the Black Death Sword signifies the death of a god.

At its most insane, even gods of the highest rank, such as the Heavenly Father, died by the Black Death Sword.

The gods tried countless ways to destroy the Black Death Sword, but all their attempts failed.

Therefore, the only option is to find a way to seal the Black Death Sword.

However, the Black Death Sword, connected to the Shadow Realm, always manages to disappear from the seal without anyone noticing.

Every so often, the Black Death Sword appears in the universe.

According to Asgardian records, the last appearance of the Black Death Sword was nearly ten thousand years ago.

That was something from the previous pantheon.

"Let's check the news about the symbiote first."

"If the matter of the Black Death Sword is indeed confirmed, it should still be handed over to Your Majesty to handle."

Loki cleared his mind and looked out the window at the scenery.

Soon, the three arrived at the location where the alien spaceship had crashed.

"There are very few traces left here; there are almost no signs of symbiotic activity."

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Loki surveyed the surroundings. The wreckage of the spaceship was still there, but there were no longer any signs of symbiote activity on it.

"It looks like we'll have to rely on high technology."

Tony shrugged.

"Among the documents sent by S.H.I.E.L.D., there is a company called the Life Foundation. Could it be related to them?"

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Steve asked.

"Let's go back and take a look!"

Tony didn't waste any time either.

According to Loki, the situation with the symbiotes is more serious than imagined.

In Tony's lab, holographic screens project encrypted data shared by S.H.I.E.L.D.

Steve frowned as he read the report on unusual events in the San Francisco Bay Area.

"Life Foundation"

"They recovered the wreckage of an alien spaceship that crashed in Malaysian waters three weeks ago. Three days later, the remaining part of the spaceship crashed off the coast of San Francisco, which is the one we're about to check out."

Tony zoomed in on information about a private aerospace company on the screen.

Steve pointed to a passage in the report: "The Foundation claims there were no signs of life in the wreckage of the first crash, but after the second crash, there were multiple reports of violent attacks in San Francisco, with victims describing the attackers as having inhuman characteristics."

"Characteristics of symbionts".

"They enhance the host's physical abilities and change the host's form, but they also amplify the host's aggression and—hunger."

.

"Loki said in a low voice."

Tony pulled up another set of data: "Interestingly, 24 hours before the second crash, a journalist named Eddie Bullock was fired and blacklisted by the Life Foundation."

"He was originally investigating the foundation's homeless shelter program."

"reporter?"

"Do you think he's connected to extraterrestrial beings?"

"Steve asked."

"On Friday, all surveillance and communications records from the past 72 hours in San Francisco were retrieved."

Look here.

Tony operated the interface and brought up a blurry street surveillance video.

In the video, a thin man is running through an alleyway late at night, chased by several men in black.

Suddenly, the man's shadow seemed to expand for a moment, and the pursuer was blasted away by an invisible force. The scene ended there.

Eddie Brock.

"A former investigative journalist for the Global Times, he became infamous for publicly questioning the Life Foundation. He used to have a decent job and a fiancée, but now he has lost everything."

Tony zoomed in on the man's face.

Loki approached the holographic image and carefully observed the moment the blurry shadow expanded.

"The symbiote has found a host."

"But it seems that this combination is not entirely stable."

"S.H.I.E.L.D.'s tracking shows that Brock was last seen near an abandoned shipyard in the southern part of the Bay Area, less than three miles from the site of the alien spaceship crash."

"If we want to understand symbiotes, he is the most direct clue."

Tony turned off the holographic projection.

Steve nodded. "Shall we split up? I'll go to the crash site, and you guys go find this reporter?"

"No."

"We must act together. If that symbiote has already fully integrated with the host, it's dangerous to face it alone, especially for you, Steve."

"Your Super Soldier Serum may make you a particularly attractive host."

Loki suddenly spoke, his expression grave.

Tony raised an eyebrow: "And your divinity makes you an even more attractive target, doesn't it?"

"That's exactly right."

"But at least I understand what we're facing. The symbiotes' desire for the gods stems from their purpose in creation."

"And for you, Stark, they might be attracted by your armor technology and try to evolve by combining with it."

"As far as I know, symbiotes can also achieve mechanical evolution."

Loki did not deny it.

Tony's expression turned serious: "So we are three high-quality walking hosts."

"To be more precise, they are three potential prey that need to look out for each other."

Loki walked toward the door.

A dilapidated apartment building on the third floor in southern San Francisco.

Eddie Block was curled up on the sofa, the curtains were drawn, and the only light in the room came from the laptop screen.

His hands trembled with hunger, a hunger that went deep into his bones.

"We need food, Eddie."

The voice echoed in his mind.

"Not chocolate, not potato chips. We need living tissue. We need brains."

"Shut up."

Eddie whispered, but his voice was weak and feeble.

Four days have passed since the venom entered his body.

Eddie still vividly remembers that night: he broke into the Life Foundation’s lab in an attempt to uncover evidence that Dr. Drake was conducting illegal human experiments on homeless people.

He found evidence—but he also found more.

Inside the isolation chamber of the laboratory, there were those black, viscous organisms.

One of them smashed the glass and lunged at him.

Eddie thought it was some kind of experimental animal until it fused into his skin and became one with him.

What followed was a chaotic and terrifying memory: he escaped the Foundation, and Venom manifested in full for the first time, tearing apart the guards who were hunting him.

Then came intense hunger and a craving for living tissue.

Venom took control of him, attacked a convenience store, and nearly killed the owner.

Eddie managed to regain control with his last bit of willpower, stealing only some chocolate and potato chips.

After that, they reached a fragile agreement: Venom would not harm the innocent, and Eddie would find suitable food for it.

The laptop screen displayed a draft report by Eddie, titled "Life Foundation: From the Stars to the Slaughterhouse."

"Someone's here. Not from the Foundation. Even more—dangerous."

A knock came at the door.

Eddie froze.

His apartment door rarely sees visitors, especially now, as he has almost completely cut off contact with everyone he knows.

Who are you?

Eddie's voice was tense, but the black creature on his body seemed even angrier.

"We are members of the Illuminati, Tony, Steve, we're here to help."

"What if you were abducted by alien creatures—"

Steve cautiously said that he did not lower his shield.

Eddie walked to the door, hesitated for a moment, and then unlocked it.

The existence of the Illuminati is no secret; almost everyone in the world knows about it today.

If there is anyone who can help him, it is the Illuminati.

"hijack?"

"We saved him! We chose him!"

As soon as the door opened, the black head stretched out, almost touching Steve's face.

Loki stepped forward, completely ignoring Tony's careful warning.

His gaze locked onto the black substance, and he uttered a single word in the ancient language of the gods: "***".

The black creature suddenly froze.

His pure white eyes turned toward Loki, narrowing into slits.

"You know this name."

"The Symbiote race, with the Black Death Sword as its progenitor, is a creation born from nothingness and darkness."

"You haven't appeared in the known universe for thousands of years. Why have you come to Midgard?"

Loki's voice echoed through the quiet apartment.

"Mead—what?"

Eddie interrupted, puzzled.

"Earth."

"Loki, what are you saying to it?"

Tony gave a brief explanation, but his gaze never left the black creature.

Venom turned its head toward Eddie and said in that overlapping voice, "He is a god."

"Asgardians".

Eddie's face turned pale: "God?"

He never expected that God would actually appear in front of him.

Although the existence of gods is no longer a secret due to the interconnectedness of the nine realms.

But when God is actually standing in front of him, he can't help but feel nervous.

"Tell me, symbiotes. Why did you come to this world? Where is the Black Death Sword?"

Loki stepped forward slowly and began to question him.

Venom let out a low growl, and its black tentacles writhed restlessly on the surrounding walls.

"We don't talk about that sword. We don't recall its existence."

"But you must talk."

"If the Black Death Sword were to appear in the universe, it would be a threat to the gods."

"And you! As its creation, you are either a vanguard or a deserter. Which one are you?"

Loki's voice turned cold.

This statement seemed to have touched a nerve with Venom.

It suddenly swelled up, doubling in size, and its sharp teeth almost bit Loki's nose.

"We are survivors! We escaped Nar's control! We no longer want to be tools of slaughter!"

"Nal".

Loki repeated the name, his pupils suddenly contracting.

In the secrets of Asgard, this name is deliberately obscured, only mentioned in the oldest scrolls with cryptic terms—"The Swordsmith," "The Lord of the Void," "The Tragedy of the Gods."

Now that the name has come from the symbiote, it confirms the truth of those legends.

"It seems you know something?"

Tony noticed the change in Loki's expression.

"It's just a legend."

"The legendary being who created the Black Death Sword and used it to slaughter the Celestials. But if he truly exists, and is still alive—"

"That would be a serious problem."

"Loki said softly."

"He's alive."

"He has always lived. In the depths of the void, in the shadow realm beyond the reach of the gods."

"The Black Death Sword is an extension of his will, and we—we are his failed experiments."

Venom's voice suddenly turned low and filled with fear.

"Gnar or Surtur, who is stronger?"

Tony asked curiously.

"Shut up! Don't say that name! Shh!"

Venom looked at Tony as if it had been startled by something.

"There is no comparison if the records are true."

"Then Nar's rank and power far surpass Surtur and all the gods."

"Even the creator who claimed to be a single universe has lost countless lives at Knar's hands."

"Legend has it that the Black Death Sword was forged by him using the heads of the Celestials as a forging platform."

Loki's expression was grave.

For the first time, I felt the endless waves of Ragnarok so directly.