The rise of comics

"I smell the sweet blood of humanity"

A creepy low voice echoed in the extremely hot cave.

"Are they my family members, here to pay tribute?"

The torrent of divine power that was scurrying in mid-air suddenly stagnated, and then quickly moved towards the center, suppressing the man in the chain. Only then did everyone present feel that the suffocation in their hearts was slightly relieved, and they all changed from their original stiffness. The walls faded.

As the leader of the team, Floyd, the first thing he did was to ignore the extremely hot temperature that was baking him, quickly raised the wrist gun in his hand, and raised it straight towards the tied man. The man tied to the sunwell still has fear that has not faded away in his eyes.

In his more than ten years of life as a veteran who had been riddled with bullets and nearly died, he had never felt such great fear in his heart as he did today.This even reminded him of the first time he was forced to kill with a gun when he was young, and the panic-stricken years when he first stepped onto the battlefield. Without this fear, what's more, even today's Justice League Everyone standing in front of him could not bring him such terrible pressure. He had long forgotten what it felt like to have a trembling wrist. But today, a gun master who was always on target felt this biological instinct again for the first time in a long time. He could not help but feel it. Fear suppressed and overcome.

Bang, bang, bang, several shots were fired. Three of them hit the chain, causing small sparks to fly. Two of the shots hit the man's face, but they only relied on the impact to make this human-like man's face move slightly. After a moment, the skin was not even scratched.

"How is this possible?"

Floyd was dumbfounded and couldn't believe the result. The few shots just now were five of the only ten super-alloy armor-piercing bullets in his wrist gun device. This kind of bullet can even be said to be 'anti-Superman'. Bullets are not too much. In order to suppress the Kryptonians, an unreasonably powerful alien race, Waller's military department spent countless funds secretly researching various powerful weapons in addition to kryptonite methods. Although some conceptual weapons are difficult to mass-produce, some can only be described as as rare as kryptonite, and this super alloy with an unknown formula is one of them.

This is his unique privilege as the captain of Task Force The bullets that arrived did not knock down even a hair on the man who was tied in the iron chain.

"Demons are really the most powerful ones. Among the twelve true ancestors, perhaps only Cain and Dracula can have such monstrous evil energy. I made a mistake in my estimation. This guy is basically the same as Mephistopheles." What a class bastard.”

Constantine looked at the man in front of him who had opened his eyes. Just looking at the man's bright red eyes gave him the illusion of sinking into bones in an endless sea of ​​blood. He took a breath. , subconsciously took a step back. Although he claims to have been to heaven and hell, and has seen many unbelievable and terrifying existences and things, this does not mean that he really has the ability to be on an equal footing with those legendary bosses. He knew very well how powerful the Lord of Hell Mephistopheles was, and he felt the same pressure on the awakened 'monster' in front of him.

"It seems that you are not my dependents."

The man in the chain cast his gaze and slowly glanced around everyone present.

Especially the dead shooter, Floyd, who dared to shoot him.

"Then, they are definitely not here to liberate me."

His sharp gaze kept Floyd ready to shoot at any time, and he couldn't help but attack again, but Constantine suddenly raised his hand to stop him.

"Wait. We all need to calm down. Although he woke up, don't forget that the sealing formation is still in operation. As he said himself, he will still be trapped if no one liberates the sealing formation. You can never leave here."

These words stopped Freud's movements.

"No, I don't want to stay here anymore, let me out, I want to go back! Damn it!"

Boomerang Captain George, who was sitting on the ground beside him, suddenly came back to his senses. His face was filled with a weird distortion. This was caused by extreme fear that exceeded his endurance limit. This man who had the same experience The veteran who had been on many battlefields was so frightened that his nose and tears flowed out. He crawled towards the cave wall behind him, using his hands and feet together, he hurriedly pulled out the metal boomerang from his waist, and then He started frantically trying to dig out a way to escape.The further away from here the better.

"Well Harley feels like she's had the worst hangover she's ever had."

Harley Quinn staggered up from the ground. Her expression also looked weird. She seemed to be smiling, but also seemed to be crying. The muscles around her mouth trembled slightly, making people wonder if she was crazy now. More thorough.

The remaining Killer Frost was still holding his head and rolling in pain on the ground. His ice-white hair was dyed with gray carbon traces on the dirty irregular ground, and his whole body was still exuding outwards. The frequency of the extreme cold breath that offsets the high temperature of the cave was rising and falling, and it was possible to feel that her state of mind was also experiencing huge tearing fluctuations.

And who else can control Weather Wizard Mark now?

This reckless and stupid guy is lying on the ground not far away, not knowing whether he is alive or dead. I wonder if after a while, he will emit the aroma of barbecue due to the extremely high temperature in the cave.

"How could there be such an incomprehensible existence in this world?"

Bruce half-crouched on the ground. The last time he had this thought was when he met Superman, witnessed the Kryptonian invasion, and saw the Doomsday raging in the city. The absolute difference was irresistible.

Clenching his teeth didn't help him concentrate more. He had only experienced this feeling of extreme fear caused by his body being out of voluntary control, and that was the Scarecrow's fear gas.

But he dared to guarantee it with his life. Compared with the aura emitted by the awakening monster in front of him, the fear gas developed by the Scarecrow was as harmless to humans and animals as the building block toys in the kindergarten. It was not on the same level at all, no. , is something that is not in one dimension at all.

"There are many things in this world that are beyond imagination. Just because you haven't seen them, doesn't mean they don't exist."

Deep in his heart, a pure male voice quietly sounded, and Bruce felt that the suffocation hanging in his throat suddenly stagnated, and then this suppression seemed to be erased by some unknown force and disappeared.

With a lightening of his body, Bruce finally felt that his brain had returned to normal thinking level.

"I've heard this once before."

Breathing slightly, Bruce tried hard to calm down the terrible feeling that remained in his body. He frowned deeply and looked at the monster bound in the iron chain. For a moment, he didn't know what kind of difficulty it was. Talk about taste.

"I know, your magician friend also said the same. It's a pity that although he is a powerful mage and is as smart and wise as you, he is still a mortal body after all. No matter how much he continues to practice If he goes on, it will be difficult for him to truly reach the door to the realm beyond himself. The difficulty and harsh conditions of evolution are unimaginable by ordinary people."

"I stress again, the magician you call is not my friend."

"Of course, of course, but you don't have to be discouraged. Cain has his own uniqueness. He has been blessed by God in this universe. He can be said to be a unique existence. Naturally, he is also extremely powerful. Even if he takes the ten vampires behind him, The combined domain aura of the True Ancestor cannot compare to it. Moreover, it is the first and most proud perfect 'weapon against humans' created by Gaia. Believe me, this guy would eat it every day in ancient times. Tens of thousands of humans are not a joke, right?"

"Is he Cain? And what about the other Dracula."

"Dracula? According to my opinion, he should have been refined by the Sunwell. Although he is the second true ancestor, he is not a special existence like Cain after all. No one can survive in the seal of the Sunwell for such a long time, even if Not even those expeditioners who claimed to be gods thousands of years ago."

The honest man's voice in his heart paused, and seemed to emphasize something meaningful.

"This is a real monster."

"You seem to have disdain for the gods."

Bruce distracted himself and calmed down.

"Haha, there's nothing to say. They're just a bunch of clowns who like to engage in religious worship."

It seemed that the honest male voice was not interested in talking more on this topic.

"We have to find a way to get out of here. Time is running out, Constantine. Is there really nothing you can do?"

Forced to endure the feeling of being on the verge of collapse, Freud reluctantly asked Constantine again.

"If you really want to say it, there is indeed a way, but"

Constantine wiped the sweat from his forehead, and a flash of hesitation flashed across his face.

This time, he changed his tune.

"When did this happen? Please listen to me. If you don't leave here, we will all die here!"

Floyd's face turned red, he was panting heavily, and he grabbed Constantine again. This time, he directly put the wrist gun to the opponent's chin, and he would probably kill him if he said anything wrong. To act like a killer.

"No. I can't do this."

A look of struggle appeared in Constantine's eyes, and his expression became firm again.

"What, what can't be done!"

Floyd yelled almost torn apart.

"I can never liberate this monster, even if there is only one percent chance, I can't do it! Don't you understand now how terrifying this monster is? His power far exceeds my expectations. If there is If there is only a slight possibility to release him, then there is no need for any vampires, he alone has the power to destroy the entire human civilization!"

Constantine growled lowly.

"For thousands of years, the calcining of this sealing formation has been unable to refine this monster. I cannot allow, and will never allow, such a monster to run into the surface world outside. No one can stop him, you and us No, not even the Justice League. Do you want to see him destroy everything, including the people you care about, love and cherish, and be wiped out in the flames of his destruction?"

Floyd's expression froze, and the cry of 'Dad' seemed to faintly ring in his ears again.

That slightly childish girl's voice sounded to him the most beautiful and beautiful voice in the world. It was his only relative, his daughter, and everything to him. But by the time he understood this, it was already too late. .

Without continuing to ask in detail, Freud let go of Constantine and collapsed to the ground. He was regarded by the world as a ruthless death shooter. Once again, he felt the fragility of being a mortal that could not be ignored and escaped. Small.

The self-deprecating title 'Suicide Squad', is it really going to come true this time?

"The Rise of American Comics"