Chapter 68: The Dead Giant
"Dr. Erskine, welcome to America, my name is Peggy Carter, you can call me Carter. "In New York Harbor, Agent Carter flew back to the United States from London early to meet this figure who could change the landscape of the war.
In the early morning, the occasional call of seabirds could be heard in the harbor, the dock workers removed the newly arrived cargo from the ship, a few newsboys brought in new newspapers, Dr. Erskine left the submarine and stepped on the wooden floor of the harbor with one foot, five days before he remembered only bullets, flames and explosions and the darkness of the deep sea, and five days later he arrived in this land as if he were a world away.
"I ..... You.... Hello," Dr. Erskine stammered as he recovered from his memory.
"Don't worry," Carter said to the best of her woman's strengths, her voice slowing and soothing the Doctor's nervous tension in a gentle tone, "this is six thousand three hundred kilometers from Berlin, we have our headquarters in England, and Hydra can't find this place." β
"That's right..... That's right, I know," the Doctor's face was visibly relieved, no more killing, this was far from his past, and now it was a new choice, and he had to make amends for his mistakes.
"About Schmidt," Erskine remembered about the serum a few days ago, but was about to say it when Carter stopped him, "we can talk about it later, there's a good French restaurant around here, and we'll arrange a place for you to stay after dinner." β
"Okay," Erskine nodded, "I see, thank you, Ms. Carter." β
Cars swept through the streets of New York, jewelry and clothing stores outside the windows were beginning to take shape, and the flow of people was getting denser day by day, and the metropolis had moved towards the center of the world despite the disruption of war.
Erskine looked out the window with a bit of distraction, and he remembered the two agents who had died for him, perhaps once part of this beautiful city, but now dead in the land contaminated by the Nazis.
"Miss Carter, I'm sorry for Agent Costa and Agent Mike," Erskine said abruptly in the back seat, "they shouldn't have died like that." β
"Don't worry Doctor, they know what to do and they know what fate they may come, war inevitably brings sacrifices, and each of us will die, but their death may have saved the planet. β
Erskine looked at Carter in surprise and fell silent.
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After a few days of reading, Gallance found that he didn't need a lot of magical details at all, and the strong body and spirit of the apostle can completely replace those blessing magic and unique meditation methods.
"Have you found the god who died on Earth?" the Garence voice echoed in Ulliel's brain, clear and ethereal.
"The only information is that in Jutland, Denmark, we found a special corpse in an ancient graveyard in the city of Rieber," Ulliel said, knowing that Gallence was learning the truth through her eyes, turned on her computer and pulled up several photos taken from the local area, which were not what Gallence had expected.
In the photo, more than a dozen investigators stood on the edge of the grave and surrounded the city, and the corpse was lying in the center, the difference was that the volume of this corpse was far beyond Garence's guess, five or six people were worth the size of a skull, this is obviously not a god, this is a giant!
Why is the power of a giant so similar to the power of the Aesir gods in Northern Europe? Gallance first thought of the half-blood, and it is not entirely impossible for the Aesirs to intermarry with the giants, in the original comics, Loki and the giantess Angelberda gave birth to Hela, the god of death, although in this world, Hela is likely to be his sister.
"What about that chest," Garence said, moving to a golden treasure chest in the photo, "what's in it?"
Ulliel shook his head, "There's nothing in it, this grave has been dug up when we found it, and I suspect that Hydra is using something in the box, because this skeleton has no divine power at all, and I don't think this rotten bone can be used for anything other than feeding the dogs." β
"Very interesting," said Garence, "and let's take a bold guess that Hydra found the treasure in the chest hundreds of years ago, an item from Asgard, and they used this treasure to create the Lazarus Serum, have you checked Erskine's recipe? What did he use?"
"It's a hydra-handed solution, and he doesn't know how to produce it, but the guy used Hydra's technology to replicate it successfully, and he found a replacement, but the new serum hasn't been tested on humans yet. β
"What a genius," said Garence, with a slight smile, "and geniuses tend to live short, don't they?"
Gallance had hinted clearly enough, and as his right-hand man, Ulliel knew exactly what to do.
"You are busy with the affairs of the earth first, I will go to Asgard, the last time I had a very unpleasant conversation with Odin, maybe this treasure is a good excuse. β
Team Gallance had withdrawn from Ullard's brain, and in his own lounge, Gallance was picking out the clothes that the vampires had prepared for him, a nineteenth-century black suit with an equally black velvet coat on top, a black fedora, leather gloves, and a cane with the SEELE seven-eyed logo engraved on the top in sterling silver.
"To meet the king, you have to dress up," Garence teased, standing in front of the mirror, picking up his cane and teleporting out of the room with a burst of red light.
In the dark of Norway, the stars cover the night sky, and in the colorful universe, Heimdall, the gatekeeper of Asgard, is watching everything, including the man who is also watching him.
Garence stood on the grass, this was his second visit to Norway, and each time it was related to Odin.
"I know you can see me, Heimdall, and I know you hear me, I believe you met me once nine hundred years ago, and sent a message to Odin for me, I want to visit Asgard and talk to him about a few children, I believe he must be very interested as a father, and don't forget to ask him for permission to open the rainbow door, it would be too troublesome to use magic legends in the past, okay Heimdall, I have already asked very politely, if Odin refuses, then the moment I open the portal myself, the Divine Domain will bear the anger of being rude to meγ β
Gallance's tone gradually became cold, even a trillion light years away, Heimdall could still feel the terrible black magic wrapped around Gallance, he believed in Gallance's anger, because he had seen with his own eyes the terrible power of Gallance to destroy a planet, it was one of the few times in his career of monitoring the universe that he destroyed a planet with only his own strength, he had to report Odin, otherwise even the energy generator under the God's Domain would not be able to resist the terrible white light.