The Grand Pope of the Marvel Universe

"hu~hu~"

Somewhere in the Middle East, in a cave at a militant's secret base site, Tony Stark lay on a metal bed with a breathing tube stuck in his nose to maintain his oxygen supply.

And in the center of his chest, there is an unknown machine installed, which is connected to a car battery.

"Ah! Don't!" Tony exclaimed suddenly, waking up from the nightmare.

Vaguely, he could still recall that he was attacked by militants on his way back from the air force base, and the soldiers who accompanied him to protect him all died, and the weapons used by those militants were all from Stark Industries!
He was actually attacked by the weapon he made!

"Damn, what the hell is going on, it's been really weird since Las Vegas."

Tony muttered under his breath, trying to roll over and stand up.

Li Hou, on the other hand, saw the right moment and used the effect of marking magic to remotely activate some of the dream fragments he had buried before, making Tony suddenly think of the man in white robe he met in Las Vegas.

"In this case, I actually thought of a man?" Tony looked strange, "Shouldn't it be a woman?"

"Oh, as expected of the famous Tony Stark, the first thing he thinks of when he wakes up is a woman." A middle-aged man wearing glasses said with a smile, "This doesn't look like someone who just escaped from death."

"Who are you?" Tony asked warily.

"Don't worry, I'm not hostile. I'm just an unlucky person who was caught just like you."

The middle-aged man shrugged and smiled. His name is Ethan, he is a doctor, and he also knows mechanics. He once met Tony at a scientific conference in Sweden.

Ethan's hometown was attacked by militants, and all his family members were killed. Only he survived because of his usefulness. For example, one of Ethan's assigned tasks is to become an interpreter for Tony and the militants.

"This is really the worst news," Tony said with a look of uneasiness, and he flicked the machine on his chest, "What is this thing, who installed it for me?"

Ethan quickly warned: "I installed it, and many metal fragments entered your blood vessels. If I hadn't used that electromagnetic device to attract the metal fragments, they would have entered your heart and killed you."

"But in fact, it can't be regarded as I saved you. Although I performed a treatment operation for you, the process was miraculous. You seemed to be blessed by something. The vital parts of the human body were protected. The metal fragments in the blood vessels even miraculously flowed slowly before I treated it, as if someone had held the god of death for you."

Recalling the scene during the operation, Ethan suddenly sighed: "It was like a miracle."

But Li Hou, who was far away in New York City, was laughing again and again. Of course, it was a miracle. The pope is not only the agent of the true God, he is the true God at all. Of course, I can be called a miracle by saving people.

But in fact, Li Hou is not actually the one who saved people. It is better to say that he deliberately sent metal fragments deep into the blood vessels at the beginning, causing a fatal state that all doctors in the world have no time to deal with.

Then, when Ethan noticed the metal shard, he pulled it away and forged a miracle.

After all, according to the original plot of the movie, Tony can definitely be saved, but then there will be no role for Li Hou to appear on the stage.

What he has to do is to control everything in the palm of his hand!
Even the miracle that Ethan sighed was under the influence of his magic!
"miracle?"

Hearing Ethan's emotion, Tony was suddenly at a loss.

Once again, I thought of the white-robed man I saw in the Las Vegas casino, and the great existence I saw in my dream that night...

"Damn it, my head hurts." Tony slammed his forehead.

Ethan is not surprised by this. It is not weird at all for a person who has just escaped death to have some sequelae.

But only Tony himself could feel that something was about to pop out of his brain, but it was just a little bit of an opportunity.

Tony kept muttering and worrying, trying to find a way to relieve his troubles. Finally, after thinking hard, a hint of inspiration popped up in his mind, and he was about to grab it.

bang~
The door of the cave where he and Ethan were imprisoned was suddenly opened, and a group of militants poured in, and then he obediently put his hands on his head under Ethan's notice.

Later, Tony learned through Ethan's translation that the militants not only wanted to keep his life as a bargaining chip for kidnapping and blackmail, but also planned to detain him as an exclusive munitions manufacturer!

"That's impossible," Tony said indifferently.

This immediately aroused the anger of the militants. Although they could not understand American dialect, they could still see his resistance from Tony's expression.

But to deal with such stubbornly resisting hostages, the militants have plenty of ways to punish them and make them timid to obey!
"Come here," the militant leader sneered, "prepare me a whip and a branding iron."

Leather whips and branding irons sound like a set of sadistic suits for thieves. They seem to have appeared from ancient times to the present, both at home and abroad.

Tony Stark is known as the innovator of arms and weapons, and he changed the pattern of war, but he has to admit that on some occasions, some old gadgets inherited from ancient times are still as effective as ever.

Just hearing the two terms Ethan translated for him, his heart began to tremble.

On the other side, Li Hou was enjoying Joan's massage and eating popcorn, waiting for the further development of the show.

According to the development of the original plot, the militants are actually quite sympathetic. They know that Tony Stark, a weapon maker, has delicate hands and feet. If his hand shakes, he might turn a missile into a bomb, so he will not impose severe punishment.

At most, it would be to press Tony's head into the water tank and let him experience the feeling of suffocation and water, which is too boring.

In Li Hou's view, after all, abuse must be done, of course it must be more ruthless!
So he specially exerted influence through marking magic, increasing the proportion of tyrannical thoughts in the heads of several militants, and then it evolved into a show of leather whips and branding irons.

"Well, it seems that it will take a while to prepare the props. I can find time to do something else."

Li Hou smiled and said, if he was not afraid of playing Tony Stark badly, he would have planned to increase the image of the militants, and have a good show of "male plus male plus male...N male".

But after doing that, it was my eyes that were dirty, so I gave up decisively.

"My lord, I am ready."

Outside the door, there was a knock on the door, it was Morgan's voice.

"Okay, you can bring them in."

Li Hou waved his hand to signal to Joan, asking her to stop the massage and serve behind him.

Soon, Morgan, who had obtained permission, walked in, followed by a few strong men and women, a total of eight people, including Morgan, six men, and the remaining two were women.

The few of them are all believers that Li Hou said he had recovered the night before, and they are not ordinary people, most of them are well-trained soldiers, and a few of them have some achievements in fighting skills.

Li Hou ordered Morgan to contact these people, not for anything else, but to build up his initial team of saint fighters and train them.

He just has seven pills left, which can help these people lay a solid foundation in physical fitness in a short period of time, and understand the mystery of the sixth sense more easily.

After they have made some achievements, Li Hou will arrange for them to train other believers as the backup of the saint fighters.

"See the Pope, the Holy Lady, may the glory of the true God shine on you forever."