The First Person Of God!  Natasha Romanoff 

She misses the days before the battle. Although it was only a few days, she and her companions were lucky to escape the coming tragic fate.

The "Lord" has come.

No inhuman training, no cannibalism, no fear.

They no longer have to wait in panic all day long, waiting for themselves to be the next to enter the room of the dead demon and become the seedlings to be picked.

It is the Lord who opened the new way.

So how can we please the Lord again?

Alex didn't know what the girl behind her was thinking, so she raised her hand and patted the other's slender and boneless hand, signaling her to stop.

According to the past, the girl should leave at this time, but she stood there motionless.

Alex turned around and was about to ask a question.

Unexpectedly, the girl suddenly knelt on the ground, her body still trembling slightly.

Alex was even more curious, "What's the matter? Stand up and talk, don't just kneel."

She raised her tear-stained pretty face and said with self-blame:

"What upsets you, and is there anything I can do for you?"

Alex looked at his only remaining maid with a complicated expression, and the other had already died in the last battle.

"What 's your name?"

"My lord, my name is Natasha Romanoff Romanoff."

Alex's eyes were fixed, no wonder the other party looked familiar.

The next moment, he finally showed a smile.

Putting his palm on Natasha Romanoff's smooth forehead, a massive amount of black mist poured into the latter's body.

Alex said silently in her heart, "Transformation belongs to God!"

I saw that Natasha Romanoff was wrapped in endless black mist, and her body was actually suspended in the air.

She curled up in the air with her arms around her knees, the clothes on her back were suddenly ripped open, and two huge amounts of black wings burst out of her body.

The huge amounts of wings glow with a mysterious luster, which looks very mysterious.

The body shape has also changed, becoming taller, not at all like a 16-year-old.

The already fair skin became more translucent, a head of red hair grew wantonly, and the color became scarlet like blood, and every time the hair floated in the air, it made a "hissing" sound.

Indistinctly, countless blood snakes could be seen stretching their bodies between the hair strands.

Alex let go of her hand, took two steps back, and quietly admired her first god.

These days, he has been thinking about the right candidate, and now he belatedly found Natasha Romanoff, and finally made up his mind.

He wants to leave a reliable force for his first followers.

Because he can't take these people with him forever.

Yes, Alex is already getting a little bored here.

He wants to go out and see, see the world, and then continue to improve his strength.

Eventually, Natasha Romanoff stopped changing after a flame-like symbol appeared on her forehead.

Kneeling in front of Alex for the first time, lowering her soul-stirring and peerless beauty, gently kissed Alex's shoes, showing the most devout respect.

"Thank you Lord for your gift."

Alex caressed her beautiful and strange red snake hair curiously. After finding nothing special, she didn't go into it and said:

"Get up."

Natasha Romanoff stood up obediently, her red pupils seemed to be burning with flames, and the eyes full of strong love were undisguised, making Alex look a little unnatural.

"You asked me just now how to make me happy, so I will tell you now."

Alex waved his hand, and a picture composed of black mist appeared in the room, which was the tragic scene at the end of the battle that day.

"I'm leaving. During the time I'm leaving, you must use the power I bestow on you to protect your companions. I don't want to see that scene repeat itself."

...

It is now December, and the Siberian Plain is completely submerged in heavy snow, and the strong wind is engulfing large flakes of snow, which wantonly roll up ripples.

From a distance, it looks like snow dragons dancing on the white ocean.

It is difficult for ordinary people to be lucky enough to see this scene, because it is extremely beautiful, but extremely cruel.

No creature dares to cross the plains of Siberia on foot at such a time.

Except Alex.

He had never seen such a snowstorm before, and experiencing such a snowstorm for himself instantly subverted his perception of snow.

"Nature is truly amazing."

The snow in my impression should represent pure happiness, poignant love, and a plate of hot dumplings.

And the snow that is clamoring to destroy life and rule the world in front of him is another feeling.

After Alex left the Red Room base, he did not choose to fly, but chose to feel the reality with his feet.

He feels that the normal state of life should be to enjoy and experience. There was no such condition in the past, but now it is definitely necessary to feel it.

Anyway, his destination is not very far away, and at his speed, it won't take long to even enjoy the snow scene.

Half an hour later, Alex has arrived at the destination.

It is no more than 500 kilometers away from where he started.

In front of you is a raised hill on a plain, covered with snow at the moment, such hills are everywhere in Siberia, unremarkable.

No one could have imagined that the notorious HYDRA sub-base, which is fighting on multiple fronts around the world, would choose here.