July 15, the second month since the establishment of the Mutants' Utopia.
The international situation is very calm, and the impact of the New York war two months ago is still fermenting. This time, the US government, which was badly battered, did not send the Black Men to erase the memory of the entire city. Instead, they generously shared all the information about this matter with other countries.
On the one hand, it is to gain sympathy. On the other hand, the fact that the Apocalypse Spaceship has cleared the Hydra forces in North America cannot be hidden from other countries. The new US government urgently needs to restore its credibility. This information exchange is the first step to restoring its image.
The think tank of the US government believes that once it is confirmed that there is a hostile and powerful alien as an opponent, the major countries of the earth will inevitably unite under pressure. At that time, not many people will care about such trivial things as Hydra infiltrating the government.
Under the adjustment of this thinking, a big discussion about aliens and alien invasion wars has also been set off around the world. Every day, many experts and professors with various titles release various alarmist remarks in various channels to attract attention, but in the eyes of the truly rational people, the world is still the same as it was before, and not much has changed.
For example, Victor, who is hiding in a small town on the coast of the Aegean Sea at this time, looking for something. This Mutant doesn't think about aliens at all, because he knows that the great power he serves will not be afraid of aliens at all.
"This is it! The hometown of Perseus, the great hero in Greek mythology! "
A guide hired at the port introduced the history of the town to Victor very enthusiastically. Of course, 99% of it is fabricated, but Victor came here to find the 1% truth in the lies.
Seeing the interest in this generous guest's eyes, the third-rate guide immediately perked up and said mysteriously, "You're right.
"I know that you foreigners don't believe in myths, but for us locals, these things are not fabricated. Believe me, I was born in this village. When I was a child, the old man told me that before Perseus became a god, he left his bloodline here, and there are some treasures that only belong to the gods, buried in the mountain in front of us."
"Oh, then you know there are treasures here, why don't you take them?"
Victor swung the cane in his hand and parted the overgrown path in front of him. He carefully observed the surrounding environment. Hearing his question, the lousy guide who was full of lies choked on his words. But he rolled his eyes and said, "Don't worry, Viktor.
"That's because it's the wealth of the gods. Mortals can't get close to it. Otherwise, it would bring disaster. But, to be honest, I think you're dressed like a decent person from a big city. Let me put it this way. I know a lot of strange stories about this place. I can guarantee that in this small place, no one knows them better than I do …"
He purposely stopped halfway and looked at Victor with a meaningful gaze.
A dangerous smile appeared at the corner of the saber-toothed tiger's mouth. A sharp canine was exposed outside its lips, startling the guide. But the next moment, Vidocq, who was wearing a trench coat, waved his hand and threw a stack of green US dollars at the guide's feet.
"Money means nothing to me, do you understand?"
He stretched out his finger and pointed at the guide's chest. "As long as I can see something valuable, I'll give you ten times more. But if I can't see …"
Swoosh!
The silver-white metal nails that were as sharp as files easily cut through the skin of the guide's heart, causing blood to flow out. At this time, no matter how stupid the third-rate guide was, he knew that he had provoked someone he couldn't afford to provoke. His legs went soft, and he knelt on the ground, screaming:
"Don't kill me … There is a karst cave in the mountain, very deep, and only the locals know about that place. Every month, when the moon is full, a green halo will shine there. The old man said that the final curse of the gods resides there. They said that it is the blood of the gods after they were killed, and everyone who has been there is dead …"
"Then take me there!"
Victor picked up the stack of US dollars from his feet and stuffed it into the guide's pocket. Then, he used his sharp claws to scratch the guide's neck:
"Money on one side, life on the other, choose for yourself!"
Half an hour later, Victor stood at the entrance of a dark karst cave. At his feet was the guide who was already exhausted. He didn't lie to his orthopedics department. This damn place was really deserted. It was almost in the most central valley of this mountain near the sea. Anyone with a normal IQ wouldn't travel here. There were traces left by ferocious beasts in the surrounding grass, indicating that this was a completely undeveloped natural area.
"Cherish your little life …"
Victor kicked the third-rate guide and threw a stack of US dollars: "Take the money and get lost."
After saying that, he quickly jumped into the karst cave. It wasn't that the ruthless saber-toothed tiger suddenly became easy to talk to, but Victor knew better than anyone that it was already close to dusk. According to the guide's climbing speed, he would definitely not be able to run out of the mountain before dark, and there were wild beasts in the mountain. In other words, unless something unexpected happened, this guy … was dead.
"The fall of the demigod Perseus …"
In the darkness, Victor couldn't help but rub his hands, his face full of anticipation: "This time, what surprise will you bring me?"
In Greek legend, Perseus was the son of Zeus, and the blood of the gods flowed in his body. His most well-known story was that he killed the monster Medusa, cut off her head, and offered it to Athena. As for whether Perseus went to Mount Olympus in the end, no one knew. But according to Victor's master, the silent Ares, he had seen Perseus on Mount Olympus.
In other words, that guy finally became a god.
Ares was not an easy person to get along with, but he was a very good leader. He would not restrict what his servants could do, nor would he be angry that Victor dug up the relics of the Greek gods based on the information he got from him. He had been preparing a big plan and had not appeared for a long time. Victor had also been free for a long time.
And he had also gained too many benefits from this service.
When Ancient One destroyed Mount Olympus, most of these gods had no bones left. Ares, who had escaped, collected the only bones and hid them in a place that only he knew, but the relics of those gods were still scattered all over the world. Those were Victor's goals. He didn't have a hobby of collecting. He just knew that these things could make him stronger.
Viktor was a typical power seeker. Unlike his brother, Logan, who was easy-going, Viktor's thirst for power was limitless. However, he was not a battle maniac. It could only be said that this guy simply enjoyed the pleasure of power. Especially after seeing the ancient gods from Ares, he became more and more dissatisfied with his current self.
"Ah, the harvest is not bad!"
Two hours later, a satisfied Victor walked out of the cave with a bulging bag on his back. It seemed that the saying that Perseus's bloodline still remained in the world was true, because he found the legendary items of Perseus in the cenotaph. Obviously, they had been carefully collected, but now, they had been taken advantage of by this grave robber.
He hummed a song as he walked out of the dark cave. The sky outside had dimmed. On the coast of the Aegean Sea, there was always a fishy smell from the ocean. This smell was usually relaxing, but the moment Victor stepped out of the cave, the bag on his back was thrown to the ground. He opened his hands, his body drooped slightly, and ten silver-white file-like claws popped out of his fingers, making a low whimper towards the darkness in front of him.
The wrinkles on the top of his head shrank, and his beard opened, revealing his canine teeth. He looked like a real tiger.
"Who's there! Come out! "
He shouted in a deep voice, and the next moment, a black shadow jumped out from behind the tree next to him, and a familiar voice sounded:
"Yo, Big Cat went out to hunt and got the trophy … Do you remember me? My dear Victor. "
"Saber?"
Victor immediately recognized who this voice belonged to. A few years ago, he had crossed paths with this dangerous guy. At that time, their relationship could be summarized as friends, but after Ares' plan was pushed forward little by little, especially after Diana joined in, they had no contact anymore.
However, Victor knew that this guy didn't come with good intentions. Because just two months ago, he took something that belonged to Seiber from SHIELD.
"My friend, why aren't you talking? Aren't you happy to see me? "
Saber slowly walked out of the darkness, holding a sheathed longsword in his left hand. He looked at the vigilant Victor in front of him and grinned.
"If you don't say it, then I'll ask … Where did you take my warhammer?"
"What warhammer?"
Victor took a step back, "I don't know what you're talking about!"
"Oh?"
Saber raised his eyebrows, and his face turned ugly, "Are you playing dumb? For the sake of our pleasant cooperation in the past, don't make me do it, Victor. "
"I really don't know what you're talking about …"
Viktor scanned his surroundings. After confirming that there was no ambush, the tension on his face disappeared. He clenched his fist, and traces of golden light began to circulate around his body. He said in a low voice, "Let's go!"
"Besides, that warhammer is not yours, I'm just returning it to its original owner, right?"
"Well, it seems that you have some unexpected gains, and it gave you the confidence to face me, right?"
Saber was not in a hurry to make a move. He tilted his head, looked at the golden light jumping on Victor's body, and said with interest, "What is this thing? It looks pretty. "
"Not only is it pretty, but it's also dangerous!"
Victor moved his body, causing the golden light on his body to flicker even more intensely. "This is the divine power of the God of Strength, Hercules. This thing can strengthen my body in all aspects, including strength, speed, and perception. Most importantly, it completely belongs to me. You see, it's not just you. I've also learned a new move."
"Hercules?"
Saber frowned, "That's the ancient Greek god. It seems that you have completely surrendered to Ares, then we have nothing to say. Come on, surrender, and take me to Ares. Maybe I'll spare your life for the sake of our past friendship."
"Don't joke around! Who do you think you are? "
Victor's figure crushed the boulder behind him, and his body, which was mixed with adamantium, pounced on Saber like a warhammer. His claws drew a deadly light in the air, and ten rays of light flashed in front of Saber's eyes. In the blink of an eye, the deadly claws clasped Saber's neck, almost tearing his blood vessels apart.
Unfortunately, he did not have the chance to do so.
Bang!
Saber's right hand firmly grasped Victor's wrist, and his left hand flashed in the air with a bright flash of lightning. A black shadow, accompanied by hot blood, flew into the air and smashed at Victor's feet. It was an arm that had been cut off from the shoulder, and it was still twitching nervously.
Saber recalled the feeling of cutting off the arm with a sharp blade, and it seemed to be effortless. He looked at Victor, who was in disbelief, and said in a low voice,
"The divine power of the gods of Mount Olympus? It doesn't seem to be much. Listen to me, the era of invincibility with adamantium is over. Come, tell me what you know, and like I said, I may spare your life. "
"Big Cat, it's up to you whether you live or die."
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