I become light in Marvel

Chapter 42 From Horror to Comedy

into the night.

The blond girl walked on the street at night, surrounded by deep darkness.She tried not to let herself look at the shadows around the empty block, not to imagine that there were weird shadows squirming in the dark.

Zora certainly wouldn't want to be out on the streets alone on a Gotham night, if at all possible.Everyone knows that this is a dangerous city, especially for a young and beautiful single woman.

Unfortunately tonight was a special occasion, and she really didn't have much choice.A sand sculpture leader in the unit whose mind is not very good suddenly slapped his forehead when he was about to get off work, indicating that the plan for tomorrow needs to be changed.Youdao is that the subordinates are difficult to deal with once the leader speaks. Zola had to work overtime until midnight, and only went home at this point.

Night roads are indeed an adventure.But this was her first time, and she felt that maybe there would be no problem if she just walked at night once in a while.

Obviously, she was naive.

She heard footsteps.

Zora stopped in her tracks and turned her head to look behind her.

No one is empty.

The streets are still empty, and there are no ghosts.The craggy buildings in the dark seem to be abandoned, and the outlines look weird and hideous, making people involuntarily think of various mysterious and terrifying legends that have accompanied this city for hundreds of years.

The footsteps seemed to stop.

Zora turned and continued walking, and the footsteps sounded again.But looking around, there was still no one around.

A great sense of fear struck, as if some kind of ferocious monster was approaching in the dark with its teeth and claws.She let go, turned her head and ran with all her strength.The sound of footsteps turned into running, following her like a shadow.

Fear overwhelmed her head.Zora couldn't remember how she got here, but when she came to her senses, she had already come to this abandoned building.

Gotham is full of abandoned buildings and warehouses, and any ordinary citizen knows to stay away from these places.Because most of them are accompanied by legends such as ghosts and owls.

Zora hid in a cobwebbed room and locked the rusty but luckily working lock.These movements almost drained her last bit of strength, she leaned limply against the door, and began to pant heavily.

The footsteps stopped. After 2 minutes of silence, she began to suspect that maybe it was just her hallucination.Most of the supernatural events will end with a similar conclusion. It may just be that she is too tired from work during the day, and her tired brain is scaring herself.

But the thought disappeared the moment the ax broke through the door.

She couldn't control her mouth to let out the sharpest scream, and her body moved away from the door like a conditioned reflex.An ax broke open the door domineeringly, and a burly figure in the darkness could be vaguely seen through the crack, wearing a hockey mask, waving the heavy ax in his hand, and waving it towards the old wooden door again and again.

The great fear instantly made Zola almost numb.In a trance, she seemed to have become Wendy Torrance in "The Shining", watching desperately and helplessly that the last line of defense protecting herself was broken little by little, getting closer to death every second.

Then a hand fell on her shoulder.

Zora exclaimed again, and sprinted in the opposite direction like a frightened rabbit.Turning his head, he saw that in the room where he was supposed to be alone, a second person appeared behind him at some point.

A man covered in some kind of exoskeletal metal, painted in red and silver, with a striking blue crystal on his chest.

For some reason, it was clearly a cold mechanical body, but the moment he saw him, he felt somewhat at ease?

She remembered it, as if she had seen it on a strange talk website.Just like Batman, it is a mysterious existence that has been active in urban legends recently.

Posters on the forum referred to him as "Altman".

"Stand back, ma'am."

Shen You, who was wearing a battle armor, stepped forward calmly, pinched the handle, and snapped the door lock with a click.

The door was pulled open.The man wearing a hockey mask outside the door was holding an ax in both hands in a posture ready to swing, as if he never expected the door to open.He fell with the axe, and hit the iron skull of the mobile armor with a local sound.

Sparks flew, and the ax spun out like a dart.The man in the mask held the half of the ax handle in his hand, blinked the eyes under the mask twice, and stared blankly at the armor in front of him that didn't even leave a single scratch.

Then silently hid the remaining half of the ax behind his back.

".I'm sorry." He shrank his head and said weakly.

Shen You punched casually, and the masked man flew straight along the corridor to the end with a bang, his back hit the wall and cracked, and he lay motionless on the ground.

dong dong dong.

knocking.

The darkness seemed to become more intense, and there was no light source in the abandoned building.The weird knock on the door seemed to be coming from all directions, and it was impossible to find the direction.

"Here it comes again!" Zola hugged her chest nervously, "It was footsteps before, and now it's this again. I've known for a long time that there is something wrong with Gotham! There must be ghosts in this place."

ghost?

Shen You's mood was very stable.

In his previous rebirth, he was a staunch atheist and never believed in strange powers and gods.But that also depends on which world it is in.

He firmly believed that there was a strict rule in the previous world view that "you are not allowed to become a master after the founding of the country", but after all, you are in DC now.What stands out in this world is inclusiveness, where everything is possible.What kind of aliens, Cthulhu, traditional ghosts, ghosts, and demons from other worlds, there are all kinds of things.

Fortunately, he is Ultraman.

The richness of Altman's world view may not necessarily be worse than that of DC. Basically everything that is scientific or unscientific has appeared in TV unit dramas.

Just like Tsuburaya’s gang, who pretended to be a confessor, were obsessed with thinking about the whole horror movie all day long. The various shadows of childhood in Showa Oku’s studio together formed a colorful children’s insole.Under such a situation, the Ultraman seniors were also forced to fight various ghosts and resentful spirits. In the Kingdom of Light course, there are even ghost exorcism methods summed up by the seniors based on experience.

Shen You had chosen relevant courses based on his interests, and he personally summed it up in two sentences.

There wasn't a ghost that Spetsium couldn't deal with.

If so, two shots.

There is no way, what we have in Kingdom of Light is technology, not metaphysics.It would be too embarrassing for them to do some serious exorcism like chanting scriptures.

It's too complicated for them to understand and won't.But as the so-called equivalence and justice, truth is everywhere within range.What Altman pays attention to is a physical super-speed, even if the 50-degree Spatium goes down, Satan has to stop.

dong dong dong.

The knock on the door sounded again in the darkness, echoing in the dark corridor, which looked dark and weird.

Without saying a word, Shen You raised his palm, and a blue glow lit up in his palm.

A ray of light pierced the darkness like a brilliant sword, sweeping along the entire corridor of the abandoned building.

boom boom-

A series of exaggerated explosions, the door panels of the rooms along the way burst one by one.The domineering glare broke through the road ahead, almost blasting through the entire floor, creating a path of roiling heat waves.

Behind a certain shattered door along the way, a figure whose whole body was scorched black by the heat wave was standing there blankly, blinking twice in bewilderment, with his right hand raised in the air as if preparing to knock on the door.

However, the door in front of him was gone, so the gesture of the man in black with his hands raised suddenly seemed rather awkward.

Zola sat down on the floor behind her, looking at the steel figure in front of her, with a complicated look on her face, and suddenly became speechless.

1 minute ago was obviously scary.

It feels like I have strayed into some kind of horror film set, and I am the passerby cannon fodder used to set off the atmosphere in the classic plot.

Now, just 1 minute later, the painting style has changed suddenly.Not only did the horror in my heart dissipate in an instant, but I even felt a bit of joy when I saw the awkward pose of the knocker.

Then she realized it.

From horror movie to comedy

There is an Ultraman in the middle.