Too fast.

Everything was born too fast.

When everyone on the field realized that Casillas was already lying on the ground, and a hole was melted into his chest by the golden flames. Even if he had the power of the dark dimension on his body, he could not die any more.

Kyle walked past Casillas, and he blew out the golden flames swaying on his index finger and looked at the two dark mages beside Casillas.

Just like seeing a cat and a mouse, the two dark mages shivered in fear. In front of Kyle, they didn't even have the slightest idea of ​​escaping. Because doing so would die faster and more miserable!

The two dark mages knelt down according to their instincts, and their lowered heads hit the dirty ground.

They are afraid of death and are extremely afraid of death, otherwise they would not have fallen into the dark dimension, and Kyle is the spokesperson for the god of death.

"It's up to you to decide what to do." Kyle's eyes took back from the two dark mages and landed on Strange and others in front of him.

"Yes, Mr. Kyle." Wang first reacted. He walked towards the two dark mages who were kneeling on the ground, intending to catch them alive and take them back to the New York Temple to give an explanation to the mages who were injured in the temple.

"Mr. Kyle." Strange looked at Kyle who was walking over and said hard: "Mage Ancient One..."

"I get it." Kyle walked up to him, patted Strange's shoulder, and said calmly: "She has entrusted everything to you. You can decide how to go ahead. But now, even if the sky collapses, I will still hold you back."

After Kyle finished speaking, his body burst out with two-star energy again. He turned into a colorful meteor, leaving the streets of Xianggang and towards the western sky.

The magic cloak drifted with the wind, and Strange stood blankly on the street. He really had to think about what he should do next.

Since Kyle is enough to prevent Domaum from invading, is there still a need for the temple to exist?

Master Modu, who was standing behind Strange, turned around and left the scene alone without saying a word. No one knew what he was thinking at this time, nor did anyone know where he was going.

Today, the Kamataj Mage clan lost a supreme, ended a mission, and died many people.

No one knows where the remaining mages should go, and they have to find the answers to these themselves.

...

A meteor trace was passed by the night sky. Kyle did not return to the Kingdom of Carl, nor returned to the watchtower. Instead, after crossing the ocean and landing, he landed on the crowded streets of New York City.

Before landing.

Kyle pulled out the Venom Card in advance and disguised his appearance slightly, causing no one to recognize him. Otherwise, his appearance here at this time would definitely cause a sensation in the city.

Just wandering around the street casually, Kyle also bought a bag of apples and finally stopped in front of a residential building at the intersection.

He approached the door and rang the doorbell.

"Here you come." After a while, an old voice came from behind the door.

The door slowly opened, and a one-eyed old man with a long head, wearing an apron on his neck, and his dry hands left the door, and his right eye slightly curled up at Kyle outside the door.

"Why are you here?" asked the one-eyed old man.

"You can come here, why can't I come?" Kyle smiled and signaled the apple in his hand, "Don't you invite me in and sit?"

"Come in and have dinner by the way." The one-eyed old man was happy, reached out to take the apple from Kyle's hand and took him into the house.

Kyle let Venom turn his shoes into slippers, walked into the house, looked at the simple and natural furniture and decoration inside, and nodded and commented: "This house is good."

"Yes. This is what Loki found, but it was a little noisy during the day."

The one-eyed old man put the apple on the table, first asked Kyle to sit down, then walked into the kitchen and took out half of the roasted lamb and wine.

"Look at you like this, you live on Earth well?"

Kyle, sitting on the dining chair, looked at the hearty roasted lamb on the table, roasted with golden brown, sprinkled with ingredients and then scented with strong fragrance.

"I guessed you were coming, prepared, I don't eat these normally." The one-eyed old man smiled, sat directly opposite Kyle, pouring wine into his cup.

"It's really good." Kyle smiled indifferently. He was not polite. He rolled up his sleeves, tore off a large piece of lamb leg, and put it in his mouth to chew it.

The one-eyed old man picked up the wine glass and took a sip of the wine.

If the Nine Realms creatures saw this scene, they would be stunned.

The guardian of the divine realm, the galaxy alliance crossing the river dragon, Kyle, the lord of the earth, and Odin, the Supreme of the Nine Realms, the father of the gods, and the lord of the divine realm, were so down-to-earth, eating meat and drinking in a private house in New York on Earth.

After eating a leg of lamb, Kyle drank the wine in the glass and looked at Odin with a breath and said, "If I'm not wrong, it should be Loki who put you here, right? Now he should disguise himself as you, and spend the addiction to the Lord of the Divine Realm in the Immortal Palace."

Odin refused to comment and continued to drink.

"I have always had a question. Since the battle with Vision, the more intense the question in my heart." Kyle looked directly at Odin and asked curiously: "Why did you choose me as the guardian of the Divine Realm? You also let me take away the Eternal Fire."

Odin responded calmly: "Didn't you inherit the divine power of your ex-God of Vulcan?"

"No. At that time, you should know that there was the real power of the God of Fire hidden in my body." Kyle shook his head. Even now he had extremely high keen judgments on different energy, not to mention that Odin, who was still in charge of the divine realm at that time.

Looking back now, it was like Odin who deliberately found a reason to serve as the guardian of the Divine Realm and give him the Eternal Fire.

"You need to find out the answers to these yourself. For some reason, I can't tell you the truth." Odin poured the wine back into each of his glasses. He picked up the wine glass and lifted it up, "Let's have a drink with me at the end."

Although Kyle had many questions in his heart, he still smiled helplessly when he saw Odin lifting his glass, picked up the cup and touched Odin.

bite--

The glasses of wine that touched each other made a leisurely and crisp sound, as if they had penetrated the eternal years...

Odin's turbid right eye showed a trace of remembrance and remembrance, but it quickly dissipated. He drank all the wine in his glass and said in a cold voice like he was expelled to the guest: "You go, we don't have to see each other again."

Since the other party didn't want to say it, Kyle didn't ask much. He drank the wine, put down his glass, and turned around and left the house where Odin lived.

After Kyle left.

Odin sat alone on the chair, looking at the roasted lamb on the dining table and the empty wine glass, quietly staying like an old man.

After a long time, he whispered softly: "I really don't want you to see the dead side of me so old."
Chapter completed!