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Just then, the void flashed, and the figures of the two lords reappeared on the two seats that had been empty.

Upon appearing, the creator goddess Ilúvatar admitted with heartfelt admiration, "I have lost. Lord Locke's combat power far surpasses mine!"

Locke shook his head: "You shouldn't have faced my Phoenix Force directly. The Phoenix Force can destroy everything. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been defeated so quickly."

The Phoenix Force is similar to an absolute destructive attribute. Apart from the other two powers, few forces can withstand it. Those who understand it usually avoid it. However, the creator god Ilúvatar was unaware of this and stubbornly tried to withstand it head-on.

Locke held back a bit; otherwise, the creator god Ilúvatar would have faced more than just defeat. In that final attack, Locke used the power of chaos to imitate the power of the phoenix. Otherwise, Ilúvatar would have been severely injured, or even perished.

The creator goddess Ilúvatar didn't care about that, shaking her head and saying, "A loss is a loss."

"Your Majesty Locke, I wonder if you would be interested in accepting the rule of this world?"

Locke laughed. He had already figured out that the creator god Ilúvatar's desire to fight him wasn't entirely pure, nor was it some kind of conspiracy; it was a calculated move.

The creator goddess Ilúvatar longed to become a single entity, but she had absolutely no confidence in it. The only relatively high chance of success was becoming a single dimensional demon god, but that was entirely up to fate. Obviously, very few truly powerful people would place their hopes on such an elusive concept as fate.

Other paths were not to be taken, so the creator god Ilúvatar simply chose a path that was not a path at all.

You, Locke, are very strong and powerful. You'll likely become a powerful single-target attacker in the future. So, go all in and bring all the Valar and Maya to your knees. When you break through, you can't just leave Ilúvatar behind.

As for that battle, it was just a pretext. After all, she was a creator god. She couldn't just submit to someone who had nothing to offer. Did Ilúvatar have no shame?

Locke shook his head: "Ilúvatar, I have little interest in controlling your world."

The creator goddess Ilúvatar's expression immediately darkened, but before she could say anything, Locke continued to speak.

"You can rule your own world, but I don't mind taking in some like-minded colleagues in this world."

The creator goddess Ilúvatar's eyes lit up immediately. She understood Locke's meaning: he would not rule, but if someone wanted to follow Locke, he would not refuse.

For the world Locke inhabits, the creator goddess Ilúvatar has an extraordinary level of curiosity and anticipation.

Not only Ilúvatar, the creator goddess, but also some of the Valar and Vali were clearly interested.

Locke clearly comes from a higher world, and any ambitious being would be interested in that higher world.

Of course, this is only part of the story. Just as some Vera crave power, others naturally crave stability, or are unwilling to give up their current power and status.

Chapter Ninety-Two: Issuing a Task

When Locke returned to the Marvel universe, he rubbed his head and felt a little tipsy; the Vera and Veri had been incredibly enthusiastic.

He opened his hand, and a ball of light filled with all sorts of exotic flowers and plants appeared in his palm. Locke chuckled when he saw it.

How could Gandalf Locke, the dual-wielding berserker, not recognize him? That guy wanted to present him with a gift, but before he could even see him, he was knocked unconscious by a group of Maiar intruders. It was both laughable and pathetic.

Locke casually put the items away and fell into deep thought.

Ilúvatar wanting to come and follow him isn't a big problem, after all, he's a high-ranking god. Well, Ilúvatar isn't exactly an omnipotent god, since omnipotent gods are all high-ranking gods with exceptional combat power. Even though Ilúvatar is older than most high-ranking gods, he's still an indigenous god, and his strength growth is limited.

However, once you enter the Marvel universe and come into contact with many high-level mystical beings, becoming the Almighty Father is only a matter of time.

Most importantly, and only now does Locke realize that Ilúvatar is actually a God Father primarily focused on the life system. As the creator god who has created the world for countless ages, Ilúvatar has cultivated a vast and complex array of things, which are not easy to understand without careful observation.

The Celestial Father of the Life-type can even attempt to become a single Life-type being in the future. This is quite an exciting existence. No wonder there are so many exotic plants in the Lord of the Rings world. These are gifts from the life-type deities who nourish the world.

With Ilúvatar's addition, it's possible that the World Tree branch previously obtained from Odin could also be sustained. Ilúvatar is essentially a Twin Tree that is infinitely more powerful.

"The current floating islands are already somewhat insufficient."

Floating islands can actually accommodate a lot of people, but Ilúvatar is a star goddess. It would be a waste to entrust her to a few floating islands. She can even completely transform a planet into a super-life-bearing planet.

Most importantly, it's still Ilúvatar now, but who knows how many larger entities will appear in the future, so expansion is necessary.

Fortunately, it wasn't difficult. After thinking for a while, Locke came up with a solution: "Someone, go and call the White Queen over."

In no time, the White Queen's perfect golden ratio figure appeared in Locke's sight. Locke casually wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his embrace.

"Emma, ​​issue a task."

"What mission?"

.........

As Iron Man and other superheroes become more active in the outside world, the Avengers headquarters grows increasingly famous, and their headquarters becomes more and more luxurious.

At this point, Iron Man Tony Stark and Captain Steve Rogers were beginning to diverge, and their respective small teams, representing the two Avengers giants, were starting to take shape.

Right now, the two sides are having a heated discussion about one issue.

Tony Stark and Steve Rogers, in particular, have huge differences in their views and are almost at each other's throats!

Suddenly, Natasha, who had been sitting there watching the show, couldn't stand it anymore: "Alright, that's enough. If you keep arguing, you'll start fighting!"

Theoretically speaking, Natasha shouldn't have such a high reputation, but interestingly, this arrogant playboy and rigid warrior actually listened to advice. Although he wanted to say something more, he suppressed his impulse and gave Natasha plenty of face.

Natasha remained calm upon witnessing this scene. Ever since she revealed that she had a "very good" relationship with a high-ranking member of Hellfire, she had become incredibly influential, receiving preferential treatment wherever she went.

Not only in the Avengers, but even in S.H.I.E.L.D., her rank has quietly risen to the level of a Level 10 agent. Even the usually ruthless Eddie Redmayne doesn't dare to treat her like a donkey anymore, assigning her missions everywhere. Everything depends on Natasha's mood. If there's a mission, she can do it if she wants to; if she doesn't want to, she can take a paid vacation. It's that great.

Suddenly, as if she had received some information, Natasha exclaimed in surprise.

"I have a mission!" (baaj)

"There's a mission!"

The two voices rang out almost simultaneously. Natasha's gaze shifted, and she suddenly looked with interest at the other person who spoke, Spider-Woman.

Isn't this interesting? The reason she was able to receive the mission was because that scumbag gave her a special badge with no serial number. This kind of badge enjoys the normal benefits of Hellfire, but it doesn't belong to the normal sequence. It's like it was specially made for special personnel who get preferential treatment.

So here's the question: why does Spider-Woman have this? I guess I underestimated this 'best friend' a bit.

Spider-Woman blushed instantly, somewhat at a loss. Unlike Natasha, who was so domineering, Natasha practically used the gift as a weapon, slapping anyone she disliked in the face whenever she wanted it. After all, it was given to her by her man, so why not use it?

Spider-Woman is a little different. She has been secretly hiding herself and has not told anyone. She doesn't know why, maybe because she has a strange feeling of "the mistress meeting the main wife"?

As a result, despite usually hiding it well, I didn't expect that in my haste this time, I would accidentally expose it.

Natasha gave Spider-Woman a meaningful look: "I'll do it."

Spider-Woman clearly understood the deeper meaning, covered her face and sat back down, probably about to be specially 'interrogated' by her best friend.

Natasha looked at the bald-headed man and thought, "Hmm, this S.H.I.E.L.D. director doesn't do anything productive all day, just loafing around in the Avengers."

"Nick, is there a 048 item in S.H.I.E.L.D., a giant rock?"

Eddie Redmayne frowned. He didn't ask Natasha how she knew, since it was obvious to anyone with their toes. The reason he frowned was something else: "Natasha, yes, there is, but in reality, S.H.I.E.L.D. has more than just one 'rock'."

"I want the biggest one, and it has to be black."

The man with the bald head nodded: "I know that piece."

"Alright, then give it to me."

The bald-headed man suddenly laughed. Despite his dark, bald head, he had a strange, inexplicable fox-like quality to him: "Natasha, if it were you, that would be no problem, but right now it's probably not the 048 item you want."

“I don’t know what that is, and I don’t want to know, but if Hellfire wants something like that, then that piece must have some value that I don’t know about. So we should have a good talk.”

For some reason, the thought of all the good stuff like Hellfire made Baldy's throat go dry, and his eyes became eager.

Almost all the good stuff obtained during the ceremony was hidden away by that damned Tony Stark like a treasure. There was nothing that could be done about it, since Tony Stark paid for it all.

Now that he finally has the chance to get something for himself, how could he not make a killing and live up to his reputation as the number one greedy person in S.H.I.E.L.D.?

Natasha rolled her eyes: "Don't worry, Hellfire isn't some kind of robber. He won't take your things for free. I'll give you a list later, and you can choose ten items from it."

Baldy's eyes lit up immediately. Hellfire Points were a great thing; they could not only be used to buy all kinds of extraordinary items, but also to 'buy a house' at the Hellfire headquarters.

You should know that in order to "buy a house" in Hellfire, those big capitalists and politicians are almost going crazy. The black market has even offered a sky-high price of ten million US dollars per point!

Ten points is definitely not a small amount; it's worth a hundred million US dollars on the black market. Of course, Baldy doesn't lack a hundred million US dollars; he values ​​the good things that ten points can buy even more.

Ten points are good, but if there were more...

“Nick, take back your damn greedy thoughts. I can guess what you’re thinking with my eyes closed! I’ll just go find it myself. You know I’m a Level 10 agent, and I’m qualified to take 048’s items. You won’t get anything then!”

The man with the bald head pursed his lips. That's the annoying thing about having someone on his side. He wanted to smear something, but his own people immediately exposed him.

"Fine, ten it is. I'm losing out big time."

Instantly, several pairs of disdainful eyes fell on the bald-headed man's dark face. He really had no shame.

If they really wanted to know the exact value of that thing, given Baldy's character, he would definitely jump up, slam his fist on the table, and negotiate the right price with Natasha. Now, it's obvious that he doesn't know the point. He's exchanging a nearly useless item for ten points, and he's shamelessly complaining about losing money!

Tony Stark suddenly leaned forward, grinning, and said, "Natasha, are there any other missions? You name the mission, and I'll complete it. We can split the reward in half, or even leave me a third if you want. I don't mind."

Natasha rolled her eyes: "There aren't that many missions. Usually, whenever a mission comes up, those Hellfire guys go crazy fighting over it. This time, it's only because the target is unique that no one is fighting over it, so I was able to take advantage of the situation."

"Do you think I don't want to get more points? Hellfire has a new type of scale armor, which is said to be made from dragon scales dropped by dragons. It can withstand all physical attacks below the nuclear weapon level, as well as most magical attacks. It only requires 300 points. I've been wanting that for a while."

"hiss!"

A series of gasps immediately filled the air.

It can withstand all attacks below the nuclear weapon level. If you wore this, you would feel incredibly safe!

Especially the guy with the bald head, his eyes were burning with desire, as he was a late-stage paranoiac and naturally suffered from a severe case of insecurity. This was something he dreamed of.

Unfortunately, three hundred points is an astronomical number that is simply unattainable for outsiders without Hellfire access.

"This doesn't make sense!" Dr. Banner suddenly frowned and said, "If a single scale can create such a treasure, then how ridiculously strong would the defense of an entire dragon be! More importantly, why would a dragon with such strong defense lose scales?"

Spider-Woman cautiously reached out her hand: "Is it possible that the dragon scratched itself off while it was scratching an itch?"

Everyone was speechless. This answer was even more outrageous than the question Dr. Banner asked. You might as well say you fell down during a fight.

However, Natasha's gaze towards Spider-Woman became increasingly amused. In fact, the scale armor in the Hellfire Shop did indeed come from that source.

If it was just speculation before, it is now certain.

While Baldy was getting the boulder, Natasha smiled and half-embraced Spider-Woman, leading her to a secluded corner.

"Now, let's have a proper talk."

Spider-Woman blushed deeply: "Talk, talk about what?"

Natasha reached out and touched Spider-Woman's small face, then traced her hand downwards: "This delicate little face, these full breasts, this..."

"Hiss!" Natasha suddenly gasped. "I just realized you have such a perfect, perky butt!"

Natasha rarely suffers from body image anxiety; after all, she was even prepared to undergo body reduction surgery, only giving up the idea because a certain man liked her. But now, she's a bit disheartened. How did she train like this? She's trained quite a bit too, so why isn't she this perfect? ​​Is it just talent?

"No wonder, no wonder that guy was interested in you. You're so round and perky, I'm starting to have feelings for you too."

"How about we come over tonight? We besties can have a good time together."

Seeing Natasha's lewd appearance, Spider-Woman panicked a little. She couldn't take it anymore, she couldn't take it at all.

But what is this strange feeling of anticipation?

Chapter Ninety-Three: The Great Demon and the Little Demon

At night, two beautiful women, one tall and one short, appeared in the lobby of Hellfire. Without needing anyone to lead the way, they entered Hellfire's internal headquarters amidst the envious and jealous gazes of countless capitalists and high-ranking officials.

Finally, on the main island, they met Locke, who was leisurely enjoying a drink.

Seeing Natasha with another pretty young woman, Locke smiled faintly.

"Natasha, Gwen, welcome."

As she spoke, she called for a servant to bring the two women a new type of drink. This drink was made by the fairy mouse. Don't underestimate this mouse just because it is a mouse. In terms of elegance, it is not much less than that of a real fairy. Before long, it had created many good things, which were widely praised.

"What new gift?" Natasha squeezed into Locke's arms, picked up the half-finished drink Locke was drinking, and took a big gulp.

Instantly, his eyes lit up.

“It tastes really good.”

Locke casually patted the other person's round belly: "So, what exactly do you want to do by bringing Gwen along?"

Natasha gave Locke a long, disapproving look: "You stinky man, all you care about is Gwen."

"Speaking of which, even I only just found out Spider-Woman's true identity now. You've definitely been eyeing her for a long time."

Locke smiled without saying a word; he had his own ideas, and he didn't bother to hide them.

He looked up at Gwen: "Gwen, has she bullied you?"

Gwen blushed slightly and shook her head.

"No, no."

"Even after all this, you still haven't done it." Saying that, he slapped her again: "Tell me, how exactly did you bully Gwen?"