The God of Death in American Comics

"Death" seemed to be confirming something. Sitwell tried to use words to confirm whether his ears were hallucinating.

"Classmate Ye Feng, I can call you this. I hope that we can both be a little bit different." Sitwell tried to find some adjectives in his mind, but judging from the subtle expressions on the other person's face and the tone of his words, this was too much. it is true

However, I want to emphasize here, Xu, this thing can be reluctantly accepted, because the facts are there, and the other party described it very carefully, the evil mask, the destructive characteristics, well, I believe these.

But Sitwell, the God of Death, even wondered if he was dealing with a religious element. Could it be that he acquired superpowers and then expanded, claiming to be a god?

This kind of title became unavailable a few centuries ago. With the advancement and development of science and technology, the combat team of Wizards, Magic and S.H.I.E.L.D. didn’t know how many people were caught. Such liars who pretended to be superpowers, if they didn’t know Ye Feng does have supernatural abilities, and Sitwell wants to spit in his face.

"Ah. I see, you must regard my ability as a mutant, just like the pervert who ran around in red tights last night." Ye Feng put his feet down and formally sat on his seat.

"Isn't it? Actually, I think this is a good thing, right?" Sitwell didn't notice Ye Feng's disgusted look when he talked about Deadpool, and just looked at him doubtfully, "The super power you have gained now, but let us The intelligence experts have tried their best to find a good solution, but we at SHIELD are actually very willing to make friends with you who have powerful superpowers."

"Let's put it this way, first, I am a god of death. Whether you believe it or not, this is the fact. Second, my ability is not a genetic mutation or the product of a laboratory. That kind of thing has Extremely unstable special characteristics, and a situation that cannot be copied. My abilities are obtained through inheritance, practice and hard work." Ye Feng corrected with a finger.

"By inheritance cultivation, do you mean that your abilities can be acquired through learning?" Sitwell asked incredulously.

"Well, it's just what you think." Ye Feng knew what the other party meant, and after thinking about it, he replied.

Sitwell felt his heart beating and cautiously tried, "You mean, other people can also learn your abilities and become the Grim Reaper?" After hearing this, he immediately joined Grant Waugh, who was sitting at the bar. De also secretly clenched his fists.

"Yes.".

"Anyone" Sitwell's voice became excited.

"Of course not to be a god of death. Agents can be cultivated through study and training, right. But can anyone become an agent? I don't need to emphasize the rest." Ye Feng mocked rudely. Come on, can a good agent ask this kind of question? No wonder you, Hydra, couldn't turn the tables in the end.

This can't be blamed on Sitwell. After all, whoever it was would have asked subconsciously. In fact, when he first asked the question, Sitwell also discovered something was wrong.

But, ignoring Ye Feng's look like he was looking at an idiot, Sitwell put on a warm smile, "Then what kind of person is suitable? Or what are the requirements, such as faith? After all, you see Xu appears more and more frequently recently, we If you get this kind of power, you might as well share it with Ye Feng." Now Sitwell is like a bad uncle holding a lollipop.

As long as Ye Feng states the conditions, there is no problem with the person. What race do you want, dark skin, white skin, yellow skin? Or in other words, belief in this thing requires unwavering belief. After all, look at what they are saying. God of Death, that's even better. We Hydra have nothing, but I can talk to you for a whole year about this belief. We have been lurking since World War II, and our purpose is to create world nuclear peace. Unify the world first, so you can express your wishes or demands.

As for the old team S.H.I.E.L.D., ha. Sorry, stay where you want to cool off. We, Hydra, were the first to come into contact with this.

Sitwell's eyes flashed, and he thought about how many stories about Hydra agents transforming into supermen.

"Is he a suitable person?" Ye Feng thought for a moment, "I guess I have to see someone. For example, Mr. Sitwell, you are not suitable."

"Kucha..." A huge thunder seemed to appear on Sitwell's head.

"Why can you see this from where?" After swallowing his saliva, Sitwell asked what he was thinking.

"Why?" Ye Feng playfully pointed at the other party's bald head. "The most suitable route for you is to do 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, and 100 squats a day, then run 10 kilometers and keep exercising for 300 days. You You have become stronger, you believe me, I see potential in you."

"What?" Push-ups, sit-ups, squats and running. Are you sure you're not kidding me? Sitwell's face was filled with question marks.

"Ha. I'm just kidding you." Ye Feng laughed, and then said with some embarrassment, "The first condition to become a Shinigami is to feel your own spiritual pressure. Can you feel it?" You feel it, you can only feel it. Ghost.

Don't talk about you. I couldn't feel it before I became the God of Death. Anyway, here's a question. You can go back and figure it out for yourself. You can become the God of Death, but just give me a knife. As for why you deceived Sitwell, who asked him to It's Hydra. Ye Feng didn't have a good impression of this organization in his previous life.

"Reiatsu is very general, can you be more specific?" Sitwell gave up his own question for the time being. The great cause of organization is the king, and everyone's good is really good, right.

"Reiatsu, in fact, you can think of it as the spiritual power of your own soul. Each spiritual power is a unique existence. There will be no two identical spiritual powers. The strength of the spiritual power will also affect the performance of the battle, such as Why does the magnetic field react every time Ningyo Kyū appears? In fact, it is just a phenomenon caused by the spiritual pressure on the opponent. The spiritual pressure released by some particularly powerful souls may cause a large-scale magnetic field effect. Within this range , People whose soul or spiritual power is too weak may have difficulty breathing and move slowly, or in more serious cases, they may fall to the ground, unconscious, and their souls are scattered." This Ye Feng did not lie.

After the power of death he carried was assimilated by the will or rules of this world, many problems that were previously unclear to ordinary people became clear.

Of course, even if someone really understands the secret of reiatsu one day, what about the Zanpakutō and the Kidō?

Without the systematic teaching in Bai Yu, no one can easily obtain these things, unless Ye Feng opens the door to convenience one day.