The God of Death in American Comics

However, in fact, in the absence of reliable intelligence analysis, Ye Feng's conjecture also had some deviations.

New York, Manhattan, Bleecker Street.

Early in the morning, hurried pedestrians were walking on the street.

A young distributor who rides a bicycle and delivers newspapers door to door is sweating.

Arrive in front of an apartment.

"No. 175, this morning's newspaper" Steven stopped his bicycle, stood at the door of the house, and yelled impatiently.

Coming to this job at the age of twenty makes Steven feel too much resistance to work every day.

After a while, the door opened.

An old man with gray hair and a thin figure walked out slowly, took the newspaper and said with a smile, "Boy, every day is a new day. You must love your work and strive for excellence."

Steven was stunned, as if a little ashamed, and replied impatiently, "Okay, Old Man Li, go back and draw your comics, no one will read them anyway."

Then I got on my bicycle and walked to the next house.

The old man shook his head behind him, took the newspaper and turned back to the house.

Here Steven comes to the next location, No. 176. Well, this one told me to just put it on the ground.

Thinking of this, I threw today's newspaper at the door.

Continuing forward, we reach No. 177, which is a relatively quaint house with wear marks from years of erosion on the exterior wall.

Steven stopped the bicycle, then walked up and patted the door, "Qing, your newspaper is here."

Time passed and Steven waited for more than ten seconds.

But there was no movement inside the house.

Usually at this time, Steven only needs to stop at the door, and the door will be opened soon.

A boy with a submissive voice and a shy face would definitely run out and take the newspaper, and then politely say thank you to himself. This made Steven, who had been working as a newspaper distributor, very satisfied.

But today

Dong dong dong

"Hello, is there anyone?" Steven slammed the door hard and stood at the door and shouted.

Pedestrians passing by were gradually attracted by Steven's actions.

吱

The wooden door was opened, and a young boy stuck his head out.

Pedestrians around saw nothing unusual and returned to their original state.

"Where have you been, kid? Why are you so slow today?" For some reason, Steven secretly sighed.

"Hug, I'm sorry, Mr. Steven, I went to the toilet just now. Please give me the newspaper, thank you." Qing reluctantly showed a smile and said sheepishly.

"Now" Steven handed over the newspaper, thought for a moment and continued, "Speaking of which, every time I pass by your house, you don't let me go in and sit for a while."

"Ah, this is my home." Qing didn't know how to answer.

"Okay, that's what I'm saying. Why do you feel down today? What did you do last night?..." Steven smiled maliciously.

"No, no, I didn't sleep well last night, so I went in first." Perhaps out of fear of being noticed by Steven, Qing retracted directly and closed the door.

The wooden door closed.

"Hey Qing, I'm kidding you." Steven yelled in front of the door, but in the end he didn't continue to knock on the door.

He turned around and went to deliver the newspaper unhappily.

In the room, Qing closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uh-huh" a painful struggling sound came from upstairs.

Qing quickly threw aside today's newspaper and ran upstairs.

As for the door, there is actually no need to worry about it. If someone without magic enters by mistake, they will just enter another ordinary house.

This is one of the magical hubs of the earth, the New York Temple.

Second floor bedroom.

"Ah" the fat mage Oliver with a painful expression walked on the bed, and there was a strong smell of medicine in the room.

The door was opened, and Qing Qing ran in anxiously.

"Master Oliver."

"Uh-huh." Oliver's face was filled with pain, and drops of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. "I didn't expect, ahem, this power is so evil."

Qing quickly picked up the towel on the side and wiped it with Oliver.

"Qing, my magic can't resist the erosion of this thing. Go find the Supreme Mage. There are evil creatures near New York. Ahem." Oliver coughed violently.

Before Qing could speak, an orange round door suddenly appeared in the air behind him.

"I'm already here." A gentle female voice appeared in the room, and a bald middle-aged woman appeared in the room.

The Ancient One, currently the strongest protector of the earth, is known as the Supreme Mage. Due to her existence, all kinds of evil creatures that peek into the earth have paid a heavy price.

"Please save Master Oliver." Qing turned around and lowered his head and begged.

"Cough cough Supreme Mage cough" Oliver struggled to get up.

But Gu Yi casually waved his hand, and a gentle magical energy held Oliver down. "It doesn't have to be like this. I came here because I sensed the evil atmosphere in the temple."

Arriving in front of Oliver's bed, Gu Yi raised his fingers, and the quilt covering Oliver was lifted.

Suddenly a wave of negative energy appeared in the room.

"The disciple is not good at learning and has embarrassed the mage." Oliver grinned and said in pain.

Gu Yi shook his head calmly and signaled the other party not to be nervous, "Is this the evil energy?"

I saw a ball of black liquid that seemed to be alive on Oliver's fat waist, constantly squirming.

Then under the surprised eyes of Oliver and Qing, Gu Yi stretched out his hand and gently pressed it,

fear swallowed by emptiness

Countless negative emotions erupted directly, and the black liquid slowly eroded away from Oliver's wounds towards Gu Yi.

"Ah" Oliver screamed, but was knocked unconscious by Gu Yi, who had quick eyes and quick hands, waving a wave of magic energy.

And the moment these black liquids came into contact with Ancient One.

boom

Like a big explosion from the soul realm, the eyes of a certain void dimension lit up.

The evil and strange black liquid seemed to meet the heaven and the earth, instantly turning into a puddle of stagnant water and sliding directly from the bed.

"This feeling can't be wrong." Gu Yi's eyes suddenly changed, and an evil symbol suddenly appeared on his forehead, but Gu Yi's eyes brightened and then gradually disappeared.

However, due to the angle of view, this scene was not seen by Qing in the room.

There was silence in the room for a while, and Gu Yi turned around and walked past, but stopped in front of Qing.

The magic runes in his eyes changed rapidly, and he looked at it quietly for a while.

"Child." Ancient One called.

"Supreme Mage" Qing lowered his head slightly and answered nervously.

"A distinguished guest will be here, don't neglect him." An inexplicable word came out of Gu's mouth.

"Ah" Qing raised his head and scratched the back of his head, but there was no figure of the Supreme Mage in front of him.

By the way, his eyes caught a glimpse of Oliver lying on the bed, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Master Oliver" Qing hurried forward.

At the same time, there are many universities in the Himalayas and peripheral markets.

This is one of the few places where ordinary humans can settle down.

In a certain ordinary founding group.

A mentor is admonishing the people wearing monk's robes around him.

An orange round door suddenly appeared in the air.

The people around me seemed to be used to this kind of thing, and they were not surprised by it.

Until Gu Yi, wearing a yellow robe, walked out quickly.

"His Holiness"

"Supreme Mage"

The people around the "Ancient Master" quickly bowed respectfully.

Unlike in the past, when everyone responded with a smile, Master Gu Yi walked straight into the house without stopping.

The instructor on the field waved everyone to continue, and then walked in the direction of Ancient One worriedly.

But as soon as he took steps, Ancient One's voice came through, "Casillas, just do your own thing."

"Yes, Your Majesty." He bowed slightly, but where no one saw him, the eyes of the mentor named Casillas flashed with confusion.

After entering the house, Gu Yi waved his hand and the door closed.

When I came to the middle of the room, I just sat down.

In the chaotic space of a certain multiverse's mysterious dimension, a one-eyed eye swept across. Its gaze seemed to penetrate countless multi-original universes, reflecting various emotions as it stared at the Ancient One who was sitting there.

Evil whispers came from countless planes, passed through dimensions and spaces, and appeared directly in Gu Yi's thoughts.

Gu Yi's eyes flashed, his hands quickly rolled in front of his chest, and a simple and mysterious magic weapon appeared from the void.

The Eye of Agamotto is a powerful object used by the Ancient One to see through many illusions, decipher dark magic, and even observe the past and future.

Damasura Pagoda

A series of mysterious spells were recited from the ancient mouth, the Eye of Agamotto changed, and green light instantly bloomed from the inside of the magic weapon.

At the same time, the mysterious symbol appeared again on Gu Yi's forehead, and a trace of darkness leaked out.

The low hum of the void is constantly coming from my thoughts, and it cannot be cut off even if I block my five senses.

Holding the Eye of Agamotto with both hands, Ancient One closed his eyes.

Then the person's head seemed to be suffering from Parkinson's disease, and it began to swing hundreds of millions of times in an instant.

And this time was very short, it seemed like tens of thousands of years had passed, or it seemed like it was just a moment, Gu Yi's head stopped instantly, and a mouthful of dark red blood spurted out.

"Who?" For a moment, Gu Yi opened his eyes, as if aware of something, and glanced towards the door.

But the shadow outside the house quickly left.

Gu Yi was silent for a moment, and did not chase after him. He just muttered in a low voice, "In the end, you will still fall into the abyss."

The muttering in the thought space did not leave because of Gu Yi's actions, and he was trying to drag the most powerful mage on earth into darkness all the time.

Gu Yi's eyes revealed a sense of determination, and the majestic magical energy gathered all over his body in an instant, and all his energy was devoted to the space of thought, constantly resisting the cosmic creatures of unknown dimensions.

My time doesn't seem to be long, but I won't allow you to take over this body

And why can't that person see what is blocking the law's peek into the future?

Thinking like this, Gu Yi slowly closed his eyes.

What she didn't know was that when she used the Eye of Agamotto to peer into the future.

Somewhere in the Pacific Ocean, in the lounge of Ye Feng on the S.H.I.E.L.D. aircraft carrier.

Ye Feng, who was talking to Ohmaeda Kichiyo, slowly emitted patches of white light.

"This is it." Ye Feng touched his belly with his hand in surprise.

"There is no spiritual pressure, nor any spiritual energy fluctuations. Is this the power of the Soul King?" Oh Maeda retreated subconsciously. Although the white color did not seem to have any lethality, it was quite scary when it came out inexplicably.

"Oh Maeda, don't let anyone come in." Ye Feng said seriously. Although this inexplicable special effect made him look extremely sacred, it was passive.

I don’t know what happened to Bai Yu. Ever since this thing appeared in the body, there has been no warning. Especially when Tiloskardu’s mutation happened and he only gave a belated reminder, Ye Feng was so scared. Dare to use it.

Fortunately, he had practiced those annotations by himself. If he had been indoctrinated directly by this thing, Ye Feng probably wouldn't have known how many times he would have died.

In summary, this is a cheating cheat