I'm in Marvel's infinite draw

"Just call it Karl Kingdom."

Kyle yawned lightly, ready to go back to take a nap.He stretched himself, and was about to return to the watchtower. He paused, and left a sentence: "Tell the carders all over the world that the time agreed at the beginning has come, and it's time to go home."

After the words were finished, Kyle turned into a ray of light and quickly left towards outer space.

"Yes." Yutong's eyes brightened slightly, and he responded quickly, watching Kyle's back leave.

At first.During World War II, Kyle founded the Carl family, using the infinite formula to prolong the lifespan of youth, as well as super agent potions, to create a family force that can lead the earth and fight against alien enemies for the future.

Before Kyle left Earth, the Cal family established a family rule.That is to say, the incumbent can’t stay in the family for a long time. After the first generation of katu is cultivated and reaches a certain age, a small number of old katu will stay as captains or coaches, and most of them will choose to go out to establish subordinate families and organizations Influence, in order to spread branches and leaves around the world.

Now spanning nearly a century, the Karl family has cultivated many carders, and forced some old carders to be sent away.They all look forward to the day when the head of the family, Kyle, will come back and lead them to create another glorious legend.

It was only after Kyle came back that many things happened to the earth one after another, and it has not stabilized temporarily until now.

The day Katu dreamed of leaving home finally arrived.

Noon this day.

People in various countries are still discussing the Battle of Sokovia, but then, a new headline report began to kill the list.

The Karl family begins to build a nation!

At first, many people didn't know what power the Karl family was. After reading the report, they learned that the unnatural agency and Stark Industries were one of the companies under the Karl family, and that the patriarch of the Karl family was Kyle, the symbol of peace. A magnitude ten earthquake caused a sensation.

A symbol of peace to build a nation?This is going to change!

The most panicked ones are the high-level officials of the US Empire. Kyle was born in the US Empire, so he is naturally a native of the US Empire. He used to symbolize the combat power and peace of the US Empire, but now he wants to establish an independent country. The impact is not ordinary.

The public didn't care about that much, and they began to discuss whether Kyle would establish a country there as a territory, whether he had a chance to become a citizen, and so on.

At the same time, almost repeated scenes are being staged in every corner of the world.

England, the residence of Duke Henry.

The granddaughter of the duke brought an authentic painting by Van Gogh and wanted to give it to her grandfather as a gift in life, but when she first came to her grandfather's room, she saw that the door was ajar.Through the crack of the door, one can see the gray-haired Duke Henry sitting on a chair, holding an ordinary envelope in his hand, his body trembling with excitement, tears dripping down on the envelope like rain.

The precious and famous painting slipped from her hands, the granddaughter of the Duke ignored her, and pushed the door open in horror, "Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

Duke Henry looked up at his granddaughter, with unstoppable joy on his face, and he repeated verbally: "The time of appointment has come, the time of appointment has come..."

Chapter 608 The Promised Time Has Arrived

Vatican City, polytheism.

Pope Goethe, who is the highest priest and served for life, received an urgent letter during his speech in the main hall of the Holy See.After repeatedly confirming the contents of the letter, Goethe claimed to have received instructions from God, and announced in public that he would abdicate voluntarily and remove the position of leader of the Pope.

that day.Goethe took his family and left Vatican City, not knowing where he was going.

Few people know that for the former Pope Goethe, it was really God's instruction.

Russia, the submarine prison under [-] meters.

In the worst and most vicious heavy-duty prison, a burly and tall black figure sat cross-legged in the shadows of the corner of the cage, with several rusty chains tied around his body.

"Dragon, your lunch."

The heavily armed prison guards came to the door of the cage, and carefully put a small box of food into it through the gap in the iron bars.

After the prison guards were far away, Long got up, dragged the chain, and came near the iron fence.When he picked up a piece of bread, his calm face suddenly frowned.

Long took away a piece of bread, and there was an envelope in the bread sandwich.After reading the letter, he stood up suddenly and clattered the iron chain.

"This day has come? Finally, I found a reason to go out." Long muttered to himself.

Nisan, Tokyo.

"Are you the Yasha who came for the interview?"

In a certain unknown secret basement, three potbellied officials in suits sat side by side on a chair.Their scrutinizing gazes focused on the masked man sitting alone on the other side.

The masked man was still wearing the black clothes of the previous organization, wearing the same Yaksha mask as before, with the double scabbard swords crossed on his back, sitting on a chair boredly looking at the ceiling.

One of the officials flipped through the file and said: "In the file information records. Your real name is unknown, and your code name is Yasha. You have worked in three assassin organizations successively, serving as team members and team leaders. The closest organization is Ninja Killer. You are one of the very few killers who survived the encounter with that demon."

"No, no, no." Yasha kept shaking his head and corrected: "I missed him. I just missed him twice, so I escaped. But as you can see, the ninja killing organization was wiped out. We I need to find another job.”

An official smiled, "Luck is also a kind of strength. What's more, your strength is not bad. The three organizations have obviously recognized your strength, otherwise you would not be appointed as the team leader."

Another official continued, "But according to the process, we still need to see your strength."

The third official continued: "You should know that this time, Emperor Nisang is recruiting people. If it hadn't been for the last incident, there would be a vacancy for high-strength manpower. With your three job-hopping experiences, you would never have the opportunity to come for an interview. .”

"Yes, yes, how do I show it?" Yasha spread his hands helplessly.

"Simple."

The three officials looked at each other, their hands that had been placed under the table suddenly lifted to the table.Everyone was holding a pistol in their hands, aiming at Yasha six meters away, pulling the trigger and firing indiscriminately.

"I knew it."

Yasha seemed to have been prepared for this, almost as soon as the official drew his gun, he rushed forward and touched the handle of the knife with both hands.His toes hooked the chair he was sitting on, and as his body rolled forward, the chair flew high towards the interview table.

Bang!

The chair slammed heavily on the interview table, and a series of bullets were fired on the ground. In the blink of an eye, before the three officials had time to change the clips, the barrels of the pistols they were holding were cut off by a bright knife light, and then A cold blade hovered near the necks of the three officials.

Looking at the three officials dripping with cold sweat, Yasha, who was half lying on the table, narrowed his eyes dangerously: "My specialty is killing, should I continue to show you?"

"no, I'm fine."

The official shrunk his neck back in embarrassment, "You can join the job tomorrow. You will be paid a daily salary according to the highest standard of a killer."

"Very good." Yasha retracted the two knives into their scabbards and jumped off the table.

An official asked puzzledly: "Just now. Those bullets basically blocked the forward movement. How did you avoid them all?"

"What are you talking about. I didn't dodge all of them, I just dodged most of them."

Yasha smiled, turned around and showed his back, pointing his thumb at his upper body, which obviously had three or four bullet holes, and blood was still flowing out like a fountain.

The three officials were speechless in shock. It was the first time for them to see a killer who took the initiative to attack without incident after being hit by three or four bullets.

"Can you take your mask off?" an official asked ponderingly.

"Yes, yes. But, I'm afraid it will scare you if you remove it." Yasha looked indifferent.

An official comforted: "Don't worry. We have received special training and have been on the battlefield many times. We often work with the dead. No matter how terrible it is, we will not be afraid."