Mei Mumu ran along the long main staircase leading to the second floor at the gate, which had 30 steps, and according to the direction in the movie, he went up the stairs and turned to the corridor on the left, and unsurprisingly, he saw three strange doors at the end of the corridor.

It looks like there are three large 100-inch vertical TVs playing different images. On the right is a mist-shrouded mountain, in the middle is the sea with surging waves, and on the left is a primeval forest where the morning light shines through the treetops.

On the edge of each door, there is a hemispherical handle that glows with an orange glow.

Mei Mumu knew that this was the portal from the New York Temple to the rest of the earth, and by turning the spherical handle, he could convert the place he needed to reach.

Got it!

Taking a deep breath, Mei Mumu immediately ran to the next target location, the treasure vault of the New York Temple.

In the past, there would have been guardians stationed here, but unfortunately at the moment when the situation of the New York Temple is unknown, this place is considered unfortified.

No defense does not mean that there is really no defense.

Most of the treasures in the Marvel world have a special will or means of recognizing the owner, and the unrecognized owner cannot take these treasures away at all.

The setting of the treasure vault is quite interesting, it is on the third floor, and it is only necessary to pass the long staircase at the entrance, walk through a short platform, and walk up twenty or so steps.

Because on the surface, this treasure trove is a private museum that is not open to the public. It seems that every treasure that has no special power is placed in a glass display case.

Mei Mumu ran quickly.

During this time, the physical fitness that he had cultivated in Kama Taj had been put to good use, and driven by the desire to survive, he was not the house that had just crossed and was seriously injured. Coupled with the application of the growth template of the 'dried tofu' god, I dare not say that he is the strongest melee among mages now, at least running towards the point of no return for melee mages......

Running up and down, without panting.

He ignored the 'artifacts' that seemed to come from all over the world and had different ethnic characteristics, and ran straight into a glass cabinet that was taller than a person. Inside, a red cloak was very spiritually suspended in mid-air, looking like a suspended flame spirit, quite agile and elegant.

Found you, [levitation cloak]!

Suddenly, a prompt came from the balance system: "Received a message from [Levitation Cloak], did you translate it?"

"Translation!"

Mei Mumu immediately received a voice similar to a mechanical voice: "Big ugly, don't you want me to work for you?"

Wait, director, did you get the wrong script?

Mei Mumu, whose soul was damaged by 100,000 critical hits, stopped doing it on the spot, and looked back in the spiritual sea: "Hey! Although I'm not handsome out of the sky, I'm a human being." Why do you say I'm ugly?"

"Hmph! Those with a face value of less than 95 are ugly. Your magic and potential are compounded by my requirements, and your appearance is too low, don't think about it. ”

Hold the grass! This is all right?

Mei Mumu was taken aback, and he suddenly remembered that Doctor Strange himself was a handsome one. The height is about the same as the current Mei Mumu, but the elegant and erudite temperament of the people, coupled with the real gentlemanly demeanor of the corrupt country inadvertently revealed between the hands and feet......

Mei Mumu, an ordinary student dog, really can't be compared. If it weren't for the integration into this new body, with the blessing of the identity of a medical doctor, perhaps the gap would be even greater.

Mei Mumu hurt right now, the gap between appearance and temperament is not something that can be solved by a trip to the stick country!

If you can't make a plan, you will have another plan.

Mei Mumu put it another way: "Casillas the Zealot is preparing to lead people to attack here, and he doesn't want Casillas to destroy you with the dark power of Dormammu after the destruction of the New York Temple." You should with me!"

Somewhat unexpectedly, the levitating cloak actually knew about Dormammu: "Hell, it's Dormammu......? You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"What am I lying to you for? At most, in a few minutes, Casillas will be killed, whether it is the power of Dormammu, you will know as soon as you sense. ”

"This ......" Obviously, the levitation cloak was entangled, but it quickly made a decision: "Well, as long as you don't lie to me, I promise to recognize you as Lord and serve you." But you also have to promise me one condition. ”

"What?"

"In the future, when you have sex with beautiful women over 90 percent, let me touch their beautiful legs by the way. Not much, ten, no, look at you so inferior, forget it, three is enough. ”

Mei Mumu felt the sky fall on the spot, and his mind was full of black lines, thinking - it is better to tear this damn cheap cloak.

Where would anyone wear a cloak when they snapped? Or a big red magic cloak?

Isn't this perverted?

Encountering such a strange cloak, Mei Mumu collapsed on the spot.

Well, the situation is stronger than people, Umemumu agreed.

"Yes. ”

"Well, as long as you don't lower your taste and make an ugly woman, I'll be your most faithful servant - I promise not to say a word. With that, the levitating cloak protruded from the corner of the cloak from the cupboard, turned into a small strip of cloth, and with a twist of the lock of the cupboard, the glass cabinet opened.

The levitating cloak flashed smoothly behind Umegi's shoulders and lightly buckled on Umegi's shoulders. For a moment, it felt like the magic cloak was completely integrated with the dark blue samurai suit on his body.

Lightweight, breathable, and smoother than silk, it almost doesn't feel weighty.

What's even better is that Mei Mumu feels that even his steps have become lighter.

Finally, Umegi turned his head and glanced at a very quaint set of armor hanging on the wall, which looked like a thin piece of iron the thickness of a finger.

It's not armor, because no armor has such exaggerated gaps. To be precise, this thing resembles the restraint cloak used by insane asylum to control madmen.

Of course, Mei Mumu knew what this thing was, it was [Setolak's Crimson Magic Belt].

Setolak - Marvel's supervillain, Marvel's most powerful demon, far more powerful than the five founding gods. He is the master of the Crimson Universe.

Mei Mumu also couldn't understand that the magic weapon of the super demon for Mao would appear here, which did not prevent Mei from using it to do things.

Lifting it down with one hand, Mei Mumu breathed a long sigh of relief: "Whew! ”

At this moment, Mei Mumu suddenly heard a chaotic sound of footsteps, and it seemed that many people were rushing to the gate of the New York Temple from all directions.

At the same time, there was a "click" sound like a giant gear turning at the gate.