Druid in Marvel

Al felt that the newly born little thing had absorbed a lot of vitality, a burst of happy messages came from his mind, and his body began to expand rapidly!

Al watched as the little thing began to surge through his body from his right hand and began to cover his whole body until his face was completely covered. Mobile version m..

Turning his head, Al discovered that this thing could actually adjust his sight. The layer of biological tissue covering his face would not block his sight at all. Instead, it can observe the rear and side directions for Al when he needs it, and project images directly into his mind.

And Al didn't know if it was his illusion, he felt as if his senses were amplified.

In fact, Al's own physique is far beyond that of ordinary people, and his five senses are very sharp. But it took him a long time to get used to the feeling of being like a superman. Then learn to filter information, otherwise a neurasthenic person will basically not be able to escape. Matt Daredevil was plagued by his extraordinary hearing for many years.

Now this biological armor can amplify external information again, but the good thing about it is that it can be controlled, and it can provide Al with the external information he needs according to his needs.

This is amazing. You don't need to type on the keyboard to perform tedious operations. You have a full-view monitoring device connected to your brain. This is a perfect fit for Al!

With it, you can hear, see, and even smell the information you want to know. With this thing, who will dare to be lazy in the restaurant in the future, and who will dare to secretly say bad things about themselves?

Norman Osborne raised his hand to signal in front of Al, and pointed to a huge full-length mirror not far away with a smile.

Al was really happy with his current appearance. He walked in front of the full-length mirror and found that he had turned into a super strong man with a height of more than two meters.

The whole body is covered with smooth black biological armor, and all the physical features are magnified. The head is like a black egg with its shell opened.

Al licked one of his abs and turned back to Norman Osborn and shouted, "What the hell is this? This is so fucking ugly! Where did you get those eight-pack abs?"

Norman Osborne laughed loudly and patted the armrest of the sofa next to him, and said happily: "I was like this the first time, haha! Man, you have to adapt to it, try to control it, and let everything happen on your own. It sure sucks to come!

You know, the first time I wore it, I felt like a paunchy fucked chicken, and that was insanely stupid! Ha ha! "

Al finally understood. This thing can change its appearance according to his own needs, and that's no problem.

After communicating with this newborn gadget in my mind, with the massive input of the life energy of the corpse-eating vine, Al's biological armor began to change in a ferocious and terrifying direction. The spikes on the joints, the wide breastplate, and most importantly, What's more, I have eight neat abdominal muscles. All the smooth outer muscles turned into angular armor shapes.

Finally, I got myself a cool helmet with a Y-shaped opening, and a smaller black Ares No. 2 appeared.

Al stretched his limbs with satisfaction. He didn't feel any inconvenience at all. He even felt more sensitive when wearing Ares 2.

The most important thing is that the current look avoids the embarrassment of wearing tight clothes. This thing must be tall, long legs, and a good figure to wear it with a stylish look, otherwise whoever wears it will be embarrassed! Have you ever seen that weakling Stark wearing tights?

Al took off his helmet, smiled at Norman Osborn, and said, "What a great gadget! Its capabilities far exceed my imagination!"

As he spoke, Al condensed a simple double-edged battle ax in his right hand and tried to swing it, but he could hardly feel the weight. This made him a little disappointed. The big ax always felt like it was missing something without its weight.

When Al was thinking about something, the newborn little guy seemed to sense Al's thoughts. The little guy stopped absorbing life energy and began to focus the energy input from the corpse-eating vine towards the battle ax in Al's hand.

With the transfer of life energy, Al was surprised to find that the tomahawk in his hand began to gain weight. Not sure if it was an illusion, Al felt that the black tomahawk in his hand began to glow.

Alhao increased the energy transmission of the corpse-eating vine, and the newborn little guy seemed unable to restrain his instinctive joy and let out a cheerful cry.

This chirp strangely resonated with Norman Osborne's biological armor!

The green biological armor protruded a long tentacle from Norman Osborn's wrist, swaying in Al's direction, as if praying for something.

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At the same time, in a small town in New Jersey. A homeless man in tattered clothes, with a headless body lying at his feet, opened his dark eyes and looked in the direction of New York. He murmured softly, "Companion! Food! Host!"

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After receiving the satisfactory message from the new born little guy, Al waved his hand to disperse the corpse-eating vines. As the corpse-eating vine disappeared, Norman Os' own biological armor also fell silent.

Al triumphantly waved the double-edged battle ax in his hand. It had completely separated from the biological armor and became a real battle ax. The weight is huge, and it feels full of impact when you swing it. The most important thing is that it seems to be very sharp and strong.

Handing the double-edged battle ax to the stunned Norman Osborn, Al smiled triumphantly and said: "Brother, I guess you don't know they still have this ability, right? Haha!"

Norman Osborne took the heavy battle ax with both hands. He couldn't swing it unarmed.

Unconvinced, Norman Osborne armed himself with two arms and tested the extremely vicious tomahawk on his unfortunate coffee table.

Well~ the coffee table was easily chopped into pieces without any resistance!

Norman Osborne shook his head and sighed before returning the battle ax to Al, and said: "You are a man of God, it seems that the little guy has found the best master!

Give him a name! It will stay with you for a long time! "

Al stroked the little guy who had retreated to his wrist to form a complex pattern, thought for a while, and said: "I like it, but the little guy is a bit too docile, let's call it 'violent'!

Its nature is docile, but in my hands it will definitely show a violent side!

It will make my enemies tremble! I'm sure he'll like this name! "

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