Transforming American comics starts with a leap of faith

Chapter 143 Demon Transformation
Dante: "Don't be so nervous, Akali is easy to get along with."

He put his hand on Natasha's shoulder, his tone was flirtatious, but not annoying.

Of course, this has nothing to do with his handsome face.

If a person is handsome, no matter what he says or does, he will have a natural liking for him.

Glancing at Dante's old unscrupulous smile, Natasha slowly relaxed her body.

She felt that she was indeed overreacting.

In fact, you should have known before you came here that the people here who can mess with clowns are probably not good men and women.

Thinking of this, Natasha suddenly realized... S.H.I.E.L.D. is also somewhat unclear with the Joker.

What an irony.

The old black widow agent has adjusted her emotions and thinking very quickly. The hostility and vigilance just now disappeared in an instant.

She smiled slightly: "Joker introduced me."

"Oh, that's a regular customer."

If it is an ordinary person, when Natasha said Joker, he would inevitably look at Dante in the form of Su Ge irresistibly.

However, although Akali is not very old, she is also a veteran killer who has experienced many battles, and she still has this quality.

After she replied without looking sideways, she said freely, "You don't need to hide it, you don't want to buy an accordion or a record player, just start."

Black Widow: "Okay!"

When the enchanting woman spoke, she still gave Dante a charming little look before walking towards the counter.

"It's my first time here too, let me tell you what I need to pay to buy those good things from you... I guess it must not be money."

Dante sat back, crossed his legs, and smiled softly.

The two beauties with their own merits are facing each other, which looks pleasing to the eye.

Of course, it would be better if they could fight... Women fight, but they have a special flavor.

Akali blinked: "Don't be so arbitrary, sometimes money is fine."

"If money is all right... can strange objects be wholesaled?"

"I've said it all, don't be so arbitrary, I need to confirm something first, so it's better for you and me."

The manager of the grocery store frowned slightly, looking a little displeased. She took out a registration form... or a customer list?
"Name."

The black widow was a little confused, but she answered very cooperatively: "Natasha Romanov."

"Profession."

"Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. now."

Akali: "A reminder, it's better to tell the truth, or you will bear the consequences...Age?"

Natasha opened her mouth.

There was a moment of silence in the house.

"Is that a good answer to this question?"

Dante came over and put his elbows on the counter: "Or you can't remember."

Natasha frowned: "Can't remember? Also?"

Akali: "Don't pay attention to him, he is thousands of years old, it's normal if he can't remember clearly."

"That's right, no one celebrated my birthday. Who remembers this... By the way, what's the use of asking these questions?"

"The more information you have, the more accurate it will be, and the more convenient it will be to choose a suitable strange item. Otherwise, if you encounter something that doesn't recognize you, but is extremely corrosive... death will be considered a good result."

Dante gave Akali a thumbs up with his eyes.

The truth is of course not the case. The purpose of doing this is mainly to go through the process and look more professional... Maybe we can get some information out in the future.

Use irrelevant questions to paralyze others first, and then ask real questions after forming a pattern.This is a common but effective trick.
Natasha clutched her forehead.

She naturally saw the interaction between the two, and it was only a small tacit understanding between acquaintances.

He waved his hand helplessly: "Okay, okay, I don't need to sing oboe, just tell you."

Dante and Akali lowered their heads slightly, looking very curious.

"...24."

Akali: "Aha, unexpectedly young!"

The other was a little surprised: "Hey, isn't it 80 years old?"

Natasha looked at Dante in a daze: "WTF?"

"It's okay, don't worry about it."

This really surprised Su Ge. After all, in his impression, the Black Widow was an old woman who had experienced World War II, the Cold War and lived until 2008.

In other words, the Natasha of this world was born in 1984... Then she probably wouldn't even be there when she entered the industry.

Maozi is so inhumane!

But fortunately, aside from the setting of the old lady, the black widow looks a lot more beautiful.

When he was figuring it out by himself, the two women had already gone through the process he had designed.

"Click here?"

Akali nodded, and then brought back the registration form with her fingerprints on it.

Natasha tapped the red mud on her index finger on her lips, and said approvingly: "The quality is good."

"I thought you would find it troublesome."

The female agent smiled and looked at Dante: "To be honest, if the procedure is just like this, it can already be called easy."

She still has a clear understanding of the power of strange objects.

Akali: "Look, not everyone is as impatient as you."

After examining the form, the female store manager made fun of Dante, then pierced the piece of paper with a small knife, and inserted it in the center of the turntable behind her with an extremely fast movement.

This process made Natasha feel tight in her chest and feel a little uncomfortable.

It seemed she herself had been impaled.

But the eyes of the black widow were quickly attracted by the turntable.

She saw this thing as soon as she came in, because it was big enough and the grid was very fine, but there was nothing written on the surface.

Can't help but be curious.

As soon as Akali let go of her hand, the turntable moved by itself without anyone operating it.

That crunching sound.It seems to ring in the depths of the human soul.

Fortunately, it only turned a few squares before stopping quickly, which made Natasha heave a sigh of relief.

She was shocked, only to realize that she had stopped breathing since the turntable moved.

Sure enough, this grocery store is ordinary, with a very powerful and dangerous force entrenched under its calm and peaceful appearance.

Dante's hand pressed her shoulder again.

He still had the same cynical smile: "Don't be so nervous, just buy something."

Natasha nodded.This time, her gratitude was much more sincere.

Akali didn't seem to notice the interaction between the two, and took a piece of paper from behind the turntable, and read in a relaxed tone.

"Queen of the Night. The qualification is to make three-figure men fall in love with you... Tsk, amazing! And you are lucky, the corresponding strange item shop happens to have stock in stock."

Natasha didn't pay attention to Akali's teasing, nor did she delve into the information revealed by the other party. She was very focused and asked the most critical question at the moment.

"What do I need to pay?"

"This is actually random. Generally speaking, it is something very abstract, such as the assassination of the mayor that you can't forget."

Natasha put her hand on the counter and asked, "That incident...was a deal between you and the clown?"

"Not all, that time I was just helping with friendship. The real content of the transaction was [a mockery of justice]. Joker can use various methods to complete this transaction, and he chose the one he likes and is best at."

Akali's tone was more serious: "I know, you think in your heart that I am not a good person and a criminal who should be brought to justice, but this is actually a misunderstanding. In our opinion, extreme madness and order will Destroy this world."

Natasha: "Then what do you want?"

"Don't be stupid, it's not difficult to guess." Akali handed Natasha a small buttoned card and said, "Let's see what you need to pay."

Natasha hesitated for about five seconds before she held the card in her hand and turned it to the front.

【love】

"Evelyn, who wanders on the edge of desire, turns all beings upside down, but will never fall in love with others."

A leather glove appeared on the counter, with five sharp claws protruding from the fingertips of that thing, the blue light was breathtaking, just by looking at it, one could feel its unimaginable sharpness.

If it is used to cut open a person's chest and abdomen, it must be very easy.

"Will you lose love if you wear it?"

Akali: "Obviously."

Natasha took a deep breath.

She didn't doubt it.

A grocery store that sells strange things can do such weird things.

"If that's the price of power...it's heavy enough."

She picked up the strange object: "But I need power more now than love."

Dante applauded, attracting the attention of the two girls, and he said in admiration: "This enlightenment is very good, and any power has a price. I wish you happiness in the future, ma'am."

"And you too, sir."

Natasha nodded.

Dante turned to Akali and said, "Where are my things, are you ready?"

"It's already ready, wait a moment, I'll get it for you."

Seeing the store manager turn around to look for something, Natasha said with interest: "Now that I think about it, did I jump in line?"

"Haha." Dante said indifferently: "It's okay, ladies first, I still have this gentlemanly demeanor."

boom.

A large rectangular wooden box was smashed on the table, appearing to be surprisingly heavy.

Dante opened it excitedly.

A large black sword lingering with evil aura was displayed in front of the three of them.

Natasha's complexion changed drastically, and she exclaimed, "Aatrox?!"

"Why, you know it?"

As Dante spoke, he stretched his hand towards the hilt, and Natasha hurriedly said: "Don't touch it!".

But it's too late...

The man in red, with the big black sword, looks like one piece.

The black widow looked at Akali angrily. In her opinion, the other party was framing Dante and New York.

"Why such a big reaction?"

Dante expressed doubts, but in terms of tone, figure and state, there was no distortion as imagined.

He is still himself.

Natasha breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a layer of sweat all over her body.

"Didn't you feel it? There is an evil god sealed in this sword. Fortunately, you are firm enough... otherwise you would have become a demon."

"Demon... you mean so?"

In the shocking eyes of the black widow, Dante seemed to grow a little taller.The skin also turned dull black, ferocious spikes grew from the joints, the red clothes were stretched even tighter, and crown-like horns grew from the head.

A living demon.

Dante's voice has a heavy repetition, but his tone of speech is still so careless:
"Don't be so nervous, it's just a demon."

[Underworld: A Demon Transformation]

　ah!happy day.By the way, there will be more later, I will write more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)