《Indomitable Marvel》59 - Troll arc epilogue
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In a remote part of space, there was a giant asteroid slowly floating along. Inside laid the now wounded Mangog with Grundor watching over him, trying to heal him to little effect. The wound Odin afflicted look like it would take a while to resolve.
Grundor cursed- "Damn that Odin, I will not let him win."
"Mangog if you can hear me, I don't have a lot of time, I will provide you with my accessories, the gems inside them will heal you but will disintegrate upon completion leaving room for new gems to be placed... This has always been my ultimate plan to bring back our people, the infinity stones, capable of doing the impossible, I designed these accessories to hold them." He said pausing to look down at Mangog with saddened eyes.
"I'm sorry but this is as far as I go, when you wake up you will truly be the last of us, I wish I could have stuck around and helped but I am lacking, I've done the best I can to arrive this far, from the looks of these wounds it may take a very long time before you are healed, Odin outdid himself with that last attack, using power I can't even fathom, but none of that will matter once you get your hands on the stones, with them you can do anything."
"Odin is old, but you are still strong, you just attacked him to soon after your imprisonment, I still believe in you, I will leave the hammer which I have poured the rest of my magic into, I can't say it will surpass Mjolnir, but it will rival it in every way, that fool Odin isn't the only one with ability, hopefully, this makes your journey much smoother when collecting the stones." He finished speaking, making sure to magically record it so that when Mangog woke he would see it.
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Suddenly a red portal formed from the void, leaking a vile evil blood aura of death that washed over the surroundings.
A vile evil voice that diminished into a maniacal laugh echoed out- "Grundor your time is up, I have come for your soul, hahaha, did you really think your plan was going to work? This has been one of the easiest most rewarding deals I have ever made and as a bonus, I might as well take your friend's soul to."
A red arm came out heading for Mangog first only for Grundor to step in front,- "No! I will not let you take him, this was not part of the deal."
The voice laughed again- "Amusing, do you think you can stop me? Your already doomed to be mine."
Grundor feeling helpless tried to quickly think of something to keep Mangog from harm, he soon realized that this place was not easily found and was only located due to him being here. With this thought in mind, he charged at the portal, taking the arm along with him as he popped out on the other side.
Lacking in magic after all that he's done up to now, he didn't hesitate to burn his life force to forcibly seal the portal knowing that his life was already over anyway.
Grundor smirked at the red-skinned, pointed ear man that was waiting on the other side, sitting on his throne of bones looking down at him.- "Good luck trying to find him now, I doubt you noted where we were," he said with his last breath as his body distracted, leaving a blue orb representing his soul.
Mephisto frowned as he pulled the soul into his hand and glared at it,- "Nice try, but this doesn't count as a sacrifice, you've only made your soul that much more valuable to me, and you will certainly pay for your transgressions." he said squeezing the soul so that it was afflicted with pain.
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In another part of space, a ship was being surrounded and attacked by others.
"Captain, we can't escape, this ship isn't made for such battles." one man hurriedly said as he pressed buttons with the ship shaking from each blast.
Vott sighed as he looked at the ship falling apart around him, electrical sparks going off everywhere and some small fires.- "Head to the nearest planet and tell them we surrender, I'll not have us die yet, we still haven't returned the favor to Theoric."
"Sir, the planet."
Vott looked out towards the planet and frowned- "That's not good." he said when he saw the many portals opening all over the planet.
The ships behind suddenly started shooting again trying to drive them towards the planet.
Vott cursed- "Those bastards, we already said we surrendered if they want to capture us so bad why didn't they bring bigger ships with which to dock in space."
They soon crash-landed on the ground where they discovered nothing but garbage for as far as the eye could see and portals dropping more onto the planet.
Serk spoke up seeing this- "Maybe they're too poor to have any bigger ships, should we fight, captain?"
"No, we no longer have any way off the planet and there is no telling how many of them there are, I'll not see us die on such a miserable place," Vott said seeing the ships circling overhead with cannons pointed.
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