Marvel: I Inherited the Kingdom of Shadows

At this moment, Hyperion noticed a lot of space fluctuations.

The entire dark place was trembling, and everything around was flickering, becoming a little unreal.

Hyperon hurriedly used cosmic energy to stabilize his space-time coordinates, and did not dare to act rashly.

Although he has a way to break through the time and space blockade, he doesn't want to enjoy the sequelae of "softening" again for no reason.

The priest who was rescued felt the fluctuations around him and burst into tears.

A strong dark atmosphere, this is the rhythm of ascending to the evil dimension.

As an authentic priest under the Pope's faction, he taught the Bible for five years and tested it for three years.

He knows exactly what that means.

"Guys, we're going to hell!"

The priest wept with joy, tears streaming down his face.

Don't know why though.

But what could be worse than the present?
The priest really couldn't think of it!
When everyone heard this, tears of joy burst out of their eyes.

It spews out like a fountain.

Someone cried with great emotion, and hugged the person next to him to celebrate:

"Woooooo! Great, we're going to hell!"

Someone raised their middle fingers and cursed at Hyperion beside him:
"Fack! Bastard, Mommy Hyperion!"

Someone looked up to the sky and laughed:

"Haha, we are finally going to hell! Hyperion, we will never meet again in this life!"

Hyperion frowned subconsciously, trying to grab the person who scolded him, but his hands passed through his body like phantoms.

Seeing this scene, everyone was even more convinced that they were waiting for others to go to hell.

"Haha! Crazy! You crazy! Go to hell!"

"Going to hell is better than meeting this madman!"

"The torment I suffered today has almost made up for the rest of my life!"

"Freedom! I want freedom! I want free air! Even hell!"

The people in the place of torture have been tortured miserably today.

Even when Hyperion was saving people, they were all forced to keep fit.

Every organ in the body is in severe pain like being incinerated, and every drop of blood in the blood vessels is screaming.

The brain went blank many times, and the self-consciousness was forcibly emptied.

all of these.

Both.

because.

This one.

madman.

It is mandatory for everyone to keep fit!

It is mandatory for everyone to be positive!

It is mandatory for everyone to create value!
I created your mother!

With the intensification of space transmission, the sound transmission of the two sides gradually became difficult, and only intermittent voices came over.

Hyperion frowned slightly as he watched the crowd swearing endlessly.

soon.

He thought of a good way.

If you don't know what to do and ask the boss, you will be beaten and called the boss.

Hyperion remembered the mask he got before, and the elder brother said that that thing could communicate with him, anyway, it meant that he could be found through the mask.

Hyperion put on the mask decisively, and felt the familiar breath of his elder brother.

"Boss, my site was carried and thrown into the dimension of space... huh? You made it? What? Can you pass through the Shadow Kingdom with just a turn?"

The dark place flickered for a while, and the cheering crowd was teleported to the sub-dimensional dimension.

They decided.

It doesn't matter if you go to hell.

Make today "Escape from Hyperion Day"!
Celebrate a month with big fanfare!

The people of Torment were teleported to the prepared dark dimension.

The sky was blood-black, the surrounding light was relatively dim, and the plants in the wilderness outside the town were also extremely distorted.

But this does not affect the joyful mood that everyone wants to celebrate.

"Great! We finally escaped!"

"Woooo, I'd rather see Satan than Hyperion again."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

Some people have suffered so much and cursed Hyperion wantonly, like sending a telegram:

"***! ****! **** mommy daddy!"

"*** Hyperion, dead**!***!"

"******************...********!"

The space above everyone's heads trembled for a while, and then shattered, revealing the brilliant sunlight of the blue star.

Blue Star's bright sunshine shone on everyone's frozen faces.

A muscular body came out of the space tunnel, looking at everyone with a bright smile.

"Welcome everyone to the Dark Realm, the Realm of Torment!"

The figures of the crowd instantly turned gray and white.

Sadness surrounds their heads.

The priest went completely crazy, grabbed the pistol and pointed it at his head: "Enough! I'm going to see God!"

"Oh!"

Blood splattered and the priest fell to the ground.

Hyperion looked at the priest who fell on the ground, clicked his tongue, and waved his hand: "I'm a ruthless person, but unfortunately I forgot to tell you that there are eleven worlds in total in the nine dark worlds. In addition to the one on the king, there is another world called the soul world. The function of the soul world is..."

The priest's soul floated up from the corpse, and the translucent soul looked blankly at Hyperon.

Small eyes, big doubts.

Why is my soul still here?
Where is God?
I am an orthodox priest!

God!
Hyperion injected dark energy into the priest's body, and added: "The function of the soul world is to resurrect every living being."

The priest's eyelids trembled slightly, he opened his eyes suddenly, and got up in shock, looking at his blood-stained hands, his brain was trembling.

Hyperion raised his arms to show off his muscles: "Muscles are the beauty! You are too weak, not only weak in body, but also ignorant of real beauty."

He smiled brightly: "Whoever scolded me just now will double the amount of exercise."

Everyone below looked at him like a fool.

Do you see us bird you?
May I ask who didn't scold you?
Hyperion smiled very kindly: "Whistleblower, reduce the amount of exercise by one tenth."

In an instant.

The atmosphere is transient.

Relationships of trust between people are broken.

The priest's mouth was trembling, his eyes were trembling, and his heart was trembling.

This is the trick of the devil!
He hurriedly opened his mouth: "Everyone, don't..."

As soon as the priest opened his mouth, terrified people rushed to report.

"The priest scolded you!"

Don't let the priest report first!Otherwise I will lose the right of first hand!
No one cared whether the priest actually wanted to report it or not.

Like.

No one will bet on whether others will report themselves.

The law of the dark forest holds true here as well.

The priest looked at the crowd who reported frantically and knew that everyone was completely finished.

At this moment, most people's attention is already on reporting.

Totally forgot about resistance.

Completely forgetting that the main conflict is between them and Hyperion.

Everyone is fighting for that extremely humble, extremely despicable one-tenth of the amount of exercise.

long forgotten.

If they unite and rebel.

No one will be forced to exercise.

The priest laughed, a very sad smile.

His heart began to break.

This is the taste of betrayal.

Hyperon looked at the crowd and smiled, pointing at the priest.

"In the future, you can be my assistant, I think you have some ability."

Hyperon could feel that the purity of this priest's ability was still very good, and he was a rare talent.

The priest smiled brightly, stood up holding the cross, and bowed his head.

"Yes, my master."

In the lowered eyes, what flashed past was extreme madness.

He doesn't hate Hyperion.

Because Hyperion just asked them to become stronger, but the method was too outrageous.

The priest hated those who reported him.

Hate the people he once protected.

Hyperon laughed, and the priest would eradicate those traitorous scum for himself.

Your own fighters will have a high degree of ideological purity.

He chuckled softly: "People's hearts, that's all."

Three sentences, let the priest pick up the butcher's knife for me to clear the garbage in the team.

I am a successful Hyperion.

At the same time, on the blue star space-time coordinate system mapped by the dark world.

Ancient One, Captain Marvel, and Thanos arrived.