American Comics: The Invincible Wheel of Fortune

Except for Aaron, Werewolf Jack Russell, and Blade, who are related to the mysterious side, Widow Sister, Dam Dugan, and Killer Monkey didn't notice anything. They just instinctively rejected this place and felt uncomfortable all over.

But he can also maintain his composure, especially the monkey, who is not irritable at all and is very calm, which makes his painting style even more unique.

"Jack, can you follow the smell, follow the trail?"

Although seeing the Midnight Werewolf was as disgusting as smelling shit, business was more important, so Damn Dugan still asked without hesitation.

"I'll try." Midnight Werewolf nodded without hesitation.

"Sniff, uh, sniff... No, that smell only gathers near the tavern, and completely disappears here." The Midnight Werewolf, who had only followed a few dozen meters, said helplessly, but he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It smells so bad.

"But the smell of sulfur goes all the way into the distance." The Midnight Werewolf pointed out the direction of the city.

[The chaotic and violent energy has also continued into the city, but Jack and Blade cannot sense it. 】

"Go to the police station and look at the bodies of the victims. We have to be careful. Since it is in this direction, it is very likely that our target has also gone to the city." Dugan said in a deep voice.

"What a madman..." The widowed sister sighed again.

But after entering the city, he received a radio broadcast that the popular driver Johnny Blazer temporarily changed his plan and replaced fifty heavy trucks with six Black Hawk helicopters...

He was still stunned that he had made the leap successfully.

As an "ordinary person", I am really trying my best to achieve new realms and new heights.

"Yes, Kikuza, there is no progress. I feel that this matter is quite difficult..."

After examining the corpses that had been murdered in mysterious circumstances, no clue could be found, so Dugan Dugan reported to Black Braised Egg.

"We will launch a surveillance network to monitor all extraordinary things. We will not let go of any bizarre incident, even if it is just hearsay or even nonsense after drinking too much."

Dugan took Aaron and his widowed sister and said to the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents from the Texas branch.

"Let's spread out at night and look around. If something strange happens, call for support directly and don't act alone." Damtan Dugan said to the team members again.

midnight.

When the Howling Commandos, Widow Sister, and Aaron's shadow clones were exploring around the city.

"Hello, I am the king, the person the master has appointed to assist you this time."

A fat Asian man with a simple face, tall figure, and wearing Karma Taj's unique clothes walked out of the spark-filled portal and said this to Aaron's body.

"Hello, the mage of Kama Taj, I am Aaron Walker. You can just call me Aaron."

In such a big city, Aaron didn't have very good detection methods, so he contacted the big boss Gu and brought over such a "celebrity" to help him.

Gu Dagu must have made it clear to "Fat Wang". Unlike Hei Ge Modu's critical gaze, Fatty Wang not only spoke Chinese, but was also very humble and polite to Alon.

This way we can play happily together.

"Without further ado, let's get started?"

"Okay, have you brought the things?" Fatty Wang asked with a slight nod.

Aaron also nodded, took out an evidence bag from his arms and handed it to Fatty Wang.

The bag contained a small piece of black charcoal-like substance, but it was a finger bone of the victim that Aaron obtained from the police station using his coordinate movement ability.

Fatty Wang took it and took out nine small silver discs engraved with mysterious patterns from his arms. One of them was slightly larger, but it was no bigger than the mouth of a cup.

Fatty Wang held it up with one hand, and the disks scattered and hovered in the air.

Fatty Wang's fingers were as thick as little carrots but extremely dexterous. His hands kept changing gestures, bringing up bright orange light, crossing a mysterious trajectory, forming a mysterious magic circle, and finally being printed on the disc.

For an instant, the disc shone with radiance, but then it stopped immediately.

Fatty Wang just took a larger disk, took out the black joints, gently twisted it into powder, and sprinkled it on the disk. The black powder evenly filled the mysterious patterns on the disk as if under control. .

"We need to distribute these eight array nodes evenly at the edge of the range we want to detect. After activating the array, this array can display the breath of hell within the range."

As Fatty Wang explained, he opened a small portal, waved his hand, and a disc passed through the door.

After all eight disks were teleported away, Fatty Wang continued to operate the array disks.

In an instant, an extremely weak and almost undetectable magic wave spread throughout the city.

Then Fatty Wang flipped his hand, and the formation plate lit up, and a magic map like a hologram rose up.

"This is the position of the array. Here, this point is where the breath of hell is strongest, huh? And here too, it is moving towards another point..."

"I understand, Wang, thank you for your help." After Fatty Wang explained the use of the formation disk to himself and handed the formation disk to him, Aaron nodded in thanks.

"Then I will go back and report to Master, farewell." Fatty Wang also nodded in greeting.

"please."

Aaron sent Fatty Wang away and compared the array image with the local map. His figure blurred and disappeared in an instant.

"St. Michael's Church, they should know where the cemetery has been moved. Listen, you can't come in."

When Aaron teleported to an abandoned train freight station, he saw four strange-looking guys surrounding a simple and honest fat white man who was on duty at night to guard the place.

"Really, I've always been told that."

One of them, a tall and thin young man with a bluish-white back and an unusual complexion, approached the fat man with a wicked smile.

The young man's three accomplices, a short, bald man covered in dust and with a sloppy walk, a tall man with a thin bamboo pole who was dripping wet, and a strange afro with no wind in his clothes, all had cruel smiles on their faces.

Look at the young man's index finger with sharp nails poking at the fat man's chest!

The honest little fat man couldn't react at all, he just felt... his eyes blurred for a while, the scene changed, and a pair of blood-red eyes continued to enlarge in his field of vision...

The evil young man with blue and white face also had blurred vision for a while, and suddenly the hairs on his hair stood on end. He felt that a crisis was coming, and black energy suddenly spread all over his body!

But he still couldn't block a blow that seemed to be suddenly thrust out of the void. The sharp point of a strange long weapon was stabbed into his chest. He failed to penetrate the person but was penetrated instead. He immediately let out a cry of pain and howled with rage. Call!

"ah!"

The black energy exploded immediately, like a cloud bomb exploding, and the billowing air waves would destroy everything around it in an instant!

In an instant, the green-faced young man saw his attacker clearly. He was actually a man with red hair and an extremely handsome face. He was wearing a gorgeous war robe of an unknown style and was holding a weapon that looked like a Halberd. With a slightly weird arc, the body of the halberd was entangled by a silver python, and the tip of the halberd penetrated his sternum, at least a hand deep. The two strange energies crazily destroyed his body, which was heartbreaking!

"receive!"

But this man waved his palm, and there was a strong suction force like a black hole. The black air wave that the young man burst out was instantly sucked into his palm!