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"Matthew, the head is looking for you." The cry of Peter the spider could be heard in the distance.

Matthew turned his head to see Peter the little spider walking briskly, followed by Helena.

Walking to Matthew's side, the little spider couldn't help but relax and quietly looked at the tombstone in front of them.

On the tombstone is a portrait of a middle-aged man smiling gently.

"Nothing in nature can remain permanent, only quantum permanence."

- Eddie Mora is buried here.

Matthew stood quietly, feeling mixed for a moment. In order to prevent Professor Eddie, who was involved in the construction of the Time Gate, from revealing his secrets and sabotaging the plan to summon the Zetari army, Loki brutally murdered a group of scientists.

Also killed was the astrophysicist Professor Silverwig.

When you come, you laugh, but when you go, it's corpses.

His student Jane Foster, who had come to New York with Professor Sylwig, was so grieved that Thor decided to accompany Jane to escort her body home.

Professor Eddie's teachings in the past are still in my ears, but now that the Si people have passed away, an unspeakable grief wells up in my heart.

After a long time, Matthew opened his mouth and asked, "What is the head of the house looking for me?" ”

I didn't say specifically, but seeing her happy face, it must be a good thing. Is it for the two of you? Peter the Spider said.

A bright light appeared in mid-air.

"I haven't agreed yet." Annoyed and angry, Helena pulled out the axe she was carrying and slashed at the little spider who was dead.

Boom!

I heard a loud bang, and Peter the little spider screamed all the way and flew into the sky.

Matthew's heart warmed, and the two of them performed deliberately and exaggeratedly in order to distract themselves and relieve themselves.

"Okay, you guys get in the car first, I'll stay a little longer, and I'll come right over." Ma Xiu breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a smile.

Seeing the two leave, Matthew turned around, put his hands together and leaned over to face the tombstone.

This is the custom of the traverser in his previous life, and Dr. Eddie and he were also teachers and friends, but now there is nothing to repay but to pay respect.

The dead are gone, and the living can only move forward.

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Matthew turned around and was about to leave, but at this moment, the martial soul suddenly shook, and a shuddering energy rushed straight to his brain, and he couldn't help but stand in place.

The cosmic cube in his hand suddenly erupted into a burst of energy like a hurricane torrent, which was transformed into a surging internal breath by the Northern Pluto Divine Skill, and then flowed into an unknowable place.

This route Matthew is extremely familiar with, this is originally the trajectory of the operation of the Northern Shengong on weekdays.

Run it trillions of times, so much so that it has become an instinctive trajectory.

Just a second ago, the internal breath was still extremely tame in the reciprocating cycle, absorbing the energy in the cosmic Rubik's Cube and strengthening itself.

A second later, this energy suddenly increased dramatically, like a torrent, like a tsunami, thousands of times more than the usual surging energy washed everything.

Rumble... Rumble... Rumble...

The Inner Breath of the Northern Underworld has never been more active, and some kind of magical change has taken place.

It is like igniting a chain reaction in a nuclear reaction, where each internal interest is the ignite of the next, and the layers of internal breath are stimulated one after another, releasing the huge energy contained in it.

It was as if a sun had ignited in his body, and the endless light and heat, from both the nerves and the will, brought Matthew bursts of tearing pain at the same time.

The martial soul is like a bottomless pit, like a long whale sucking water and swallowing up the inner breath.

Endless energy was released from the Universe Rubik's Cube, transformed by the Northern Spiritual Skill, and finally flowed into the Martial Soul.

The martial soul is constantly flickering, and there is a kind of qi in it.

As time passed, the energy transformed was huge enough to open a space-time wormhole. However, the martial soul is still like a bottomless pit, desperately devouring greedily, as if connecting to the endless abyss.

Leaning slightly, the martial soul in the mind is uncertain, if there is nothing, if it is nothing, if it is real. It's like that quantum, mysterious.

The quantum martial soul slowly floated down, fluttering and falling into the image of the "self" sitting in the sea of the underworld in the will of martial arts.

The martial soul disintegrated like a point of light, turned into billions of fragments, and merged into the image of the "self". The combination of self-image and quantum martial soul is like the finishing touch, and a kind of vitality arises spontaneously.

In the sea of darkness, clothed in light, shine brightly!

An unpredictable energy flowed in from the Heavenly Spirit Gai, instantly circulating through hundreds of millions of cells throughout the body, and the qi and body were combined, completely transparent.

The qi is full of self-overflowing, and the internal breath overflows outside the body, turning into a thin film of air, surging and agitating, which is for the North Hell!

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Matthew opened his eyes, and there was a thunderclap in his pupils.

Everything around is the same, like an illusory bubble, only the quantum martial soul in the mind shows that everything is true just now.

Peter and Helena, the little spiders in front of them, were still waving, although their minds seemed to have gone through thousands of years, and the real world was just a few snaps of time.

Matthew strode forward with his legs raised, ready to join the two. Suddenly, it felt wrong, and the quantum martial soul fluctuated, and the sound of shattering seemed to be heard in his ears.

In the vision of the soul, a man in black suddenly appeared in front of him, standing quietly in front of Dr. Eddie's tombstone.

He was wearing a black cloak, and through the gap in the cloak, a cold black steel armor could be seen.

The face is also hidden behind a metal mask, and the temperament is extraordinarily cold and dull.

"You're Eddie's new disciple?" The man in black said in surprise, his voice hoarse, with a bit of the vicissitudes of a middle-aged man.

Matthew nodded, Dr. Eddie had no relatives alive, even his own student colleagues were indifferent, and his grave was deserted after his death. "Well, my name is Matthew."

"In this way, we are also in the same class." The middle-aged man glanced at him casually, his expression unwavering, and the moment of concentration with Dr. Eddie seemed to be carved out of a mold.

"There are three of us senior brothers, and Senior Brother Eddie is the most stupid, so my mentor and senior sister both favor me, and even so, my senior brother cares for me just as much. When I returned to China after graduation, I failed the expectations of my mentor and senior sister, and Senior Brother Eddie also hated me for the rest of my life because of this incident. ”

"Senior Brother Eddie has been sincere all his life, even if he is wronged and let down, he will not explain. That's his character, and he hasn't changed it all his life. Unexpectedly, in the end, his achievements had already surpassed mine, but before he died, he took such a sin and died nameless. ”

Matthew remembered the old group photo he had stumbled upon on Dr. Eddie's desk, showing three young men laughing with a middle-aged scholar.

It's just that these grievances and hatreds have affected the fate of these people's lives, except for the parties concerned, he has no position to say anything, only silence.

The middle-aged man finally showed a kind expression that was not so old-fashioned and sluggish, and finally said a nonsensical word. "If something happens and you come to Europe, say you know Victor von Doom."

This middle-aged man who suddenly appeared looked mysterious and cold, and when he said this, he had no reason to make people feel thrilled.

Matthew looked at the back of the middle-aged man in front of him, and then at the gently smiling Dr. Eddie on the tombstone, and his heart couldn't help but be stunned.