Transforming American comics starts with a leap of faith

Chapter 191 Daredevil Illusion
The temperature of the sun is not uniform, and the lowest outer layer is only a few thousand degrees. Compared with the core of 2000 million degrees, it can be said to be cold to a certain extent.

In such an extreme physical environment, many things are extremely different from what people imagined.

When you talk about the high temperature of tens of millions of degrees, the first image that emerges may be... flowing magma, or the interior of the volcano?
But this thing is actually not as hot as the surface of the sun.

Limited by life experience, most ordinary people have no concept of ultra-high temperature.I just saw a number...

In fact, at a high temperature of tens of millions of degrees, matter is not solid or gaseous, but has a more peculiar state: plasma state.

It can be understood as some of the most basic particles, sticky mixed together.

And temperature is not the most dangerous thing inside a star, what is more deadly is pressure.

Those sticky substances are compressed to extremely high density in the core of the sun.

If a person is in it and survives the high temperature by chance, he will face this kind of pressure. In an analogy...

It is roughly equivalent to the water of the entire Pacific Ocean condensed into a drop, pressed on a certain cell, and then multiplied by a million times.

Well, it should be almost there.

On this basis, this drop of "Pacific Ocean" is still exploding, and each time is equivalent to the most terrifying and powerful nuclear weapon in human history, with millions of nuclear weapons exploding.

And every part of the body has to face this pressure.

Obviously, in a normal universe, nothing living could survive under such conditions.

But here is the fantasy universe.

It has countless strange planets, all kinds of magical powers, and many powerful people beyond imagination.

Malzahar is still alive...although not far from death.

In fact, it was not a surprise. Before his terrifying energy reserves were completely consumed by the stars, this strong man from the void would not really die.

Of course, this process does not take long, if he does not want to die, he must act quickly.

"Damn it, old witch Gu Yi...I want to take out your soul and torture you to the end of everything!"

The Prophet of the Void couldn't move. Under heavy pressure, if he could maintain his life form, he had already tried his best, and it was even more difficult to launch a space jump.

Fortunately, his ability tells him where he is, but there is no need to worry... One jump is still inside the sun.

After all, this big fireball is really not that big.

"It's coming, it's coming soon..."

Although the construction of spells is slow, in Malzaha's eyes, the gradual progress is like a ray of hope for escape. As long as it reaches [-]%, he will be a hero in the world again.

As the progress progressed, his emotions were gradually filled with ecstasy.When the magic construction was completed to 90.00%, Malzahar was already imagining how to concoct those bugs on the earth.

"99..."

"one hundred!"

"Void travel!"

The moment he started, a big hand pinched his neck.

Malzahar's painstakingly constructed spell was also broken by this accident.Spatial fluctuations spread...

If it is in outer space, this fluctuation can probably spread very far, but inside the star, it is like a small bubble, which is completely extinguished before it spreads a centimeter...

However, the Prophet of the Void did not feel sorry for his failure, and he didn't even have time to hate the owner of this big hand. His heart had already been swallowed by an emotion.

"How can it be!!?"

Malzaha couldn't help being shocked, he thought Kratos was dead, and what's more, he didn't expect that Kratos could move in this environment.

To be honest, it was acceptable to survive.

The frost power from Leviathan's ax prevented him from blending into the sticky environment the moment he arrived.After turning on [Spartan Wrath], his body did not collapse under the pressure.

It's not scientific, but it's magical.

The most difficult thing for Malzahar to accept is that Kratos can move!

You know, under such terrible pressure, every movement is like carrying countless Himalayas.

But the facts were in front of him, the bald head did move, and even interrupted his spellcasting at a critical moment.

Malzahar asked a shocking question, which passed into Kratos' consciousness along his arm.

I wanted to ridicule a few words on purpose, but after thinking about it, forget it.

At this time, as long as you can guarantee that Malzahar can be killed, talking too much nonsense is meaningless.

"You think you can stop me like this!?"

Finally came to his senses, the Prophet of the Void was filled with anger, but no matter how he looked at it, he was incompetent and furious. With his own interference, it was impossible for him to jump out.

Now that both of them have embarked on the fast lane of death, then this game can probably be called: die first and you lose!

But Malzaha only had one life, he didn't want to play this kind of game, so he chose to cheat without any shame.

Sensing the squirm of the power of the void and the danger contained in it in his palm, Kratos did not let go, and passed on a thought: "Come on!"

"Evil Star Illusion!"

Ring Ring Ring!
The surrounding environment changes instantly.

What Kratos heard was the classroom bell.

"I don't know if it's the class or the get out of class... I hope it's the latter."

The red banner was still very bright, and the gold lettering on it hadn't faded. It said Welcome to the 20th grade freshmen, followed by some auspicious words similar to academic success.

Aside from the fact that there was no one there, it was a little strange, this was the university he used to travel through.

"Ah, I almost forgot, I just entered school not long ago."

This is really like a lifetime away. After staying in the Marvel universe for a short period of time, it feels longer than the previous lifetime.

Busy!

No, didn't I come to kill Malzahar?

Lifting his right hand, the weight of Leviathan's ax was still so good, he turned his head without thinking, and slashed out with all his might.

The two figures intertwined.

With the roar of the Spartan wind, Malzahar's right arm left his body.But the stump disappeared before it hit the ground, and grew out of the original owner again.

Malzahar's tone was mocking: "The fear in your heart is really... surprising."

"what have you done?"

"Illusion of death, this illusion will not be dispelled until you die, and here, no matter how long you stay..."

Only halfway through the words, the Void Prophet teleported without warning, pulled out Kratos' heart, laughed and crushed it into powder, and continued with a smile.

"No matter how long, the real world is only a moment."

Kratos stroked his chest, the wound had healed, and his heart was beating vigorously.

Malzahar: "How does it feel to die once? Isn't it painful... unbearable."

"..."

"Hahaha, your pain is magnified by me, but my consciousness is cancelled..."

Kratos' ax lit up:

"You talk too much."

As soon as he stepped out, he was already in front of the Prophet of the Void, and slashed with all his strength, cutting the latter in half from his left shoulder to his right crotch.

The opponent did not evade.

The fallen corpse dissipated like smoke and dust, and then re-formed into a new Malzahar, laughing coldly.

Kratos moved his eyelids, and he found that the enemy was too close.

"Wow, didn't you realize that you only have one head left?"

Turning the field of vision, Kratos saw his headless... corpse, and in the blink of an eye, he was already lying on the ground.

After a nimble roll, he stood up and reached out to touch his neck.

The pain of being beheaded came, and Kratos knew that he died again.

Any fool could see that something wasn't quite right here.

"Ah, you should have guessed it. In this illusion, no matter how many times you die, as long as your soul has not dissipated, you will be reborn again and again."

Malzahar's voice sounded.

At the same time, a hand pierced his chest from behind, and then pulled it out very violently.

This is his third death.

"Your soul is very strong. Most people, gods, immortals, or demons, angels and other things, will self-destruct because of that extreme pain and real death just once."

Kratos turned to face Malzahar, looking straight into those purple eyes.

He heard the opponent's cold smile.

"I have never been so happy for your strength, because of this, I can kill you! Time and time again!"

In just a blink of an eye, Malzahar turned into a super giant supporting the world, his purple pupils were like erected seas, boundless.

The ground cracked, the buildings collapsed, Kratos raised his head, and the sky smashed down, pressing on top of his head.

Obviously, he was standing on a thumb, and the one pressing over should be the opponent's index finger.

Malzahar wanted to crush himself like a bug.

Kratos raised his arms, as if to prop up a piece of sky.

Under the weight, his arms were bent.

Malzahar's voice was extremely loud.

"Struggle, Kratos!"

Amidst the violent roar, Kratos was already supporting the opponent's thumb with his shoulders.

"I'll kill you here, then escape, and after I find the clown, I'll destroy the planet you're protecting."

Malzahar's voice was playful.

"Actually, at the beginning, I didn't intend to do such a boring thing. The goal of the void is the universe, and the earth is at most a funeral object... But this time is different. Killing the people on that planet is no longer an easy task for me. The... mission!"

With a bang, Kratos' knee hit the ground.

He was bent over.

"Because of you, this attack on Earth... will make me feel... very happy!"

Kakaka, Kratos heard the sound of his spine breaking.

Shiatsu stopped.

He collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily, magnifying the pain countless times, almost swallowing him.

But Malzahar's voice continued.

"Don't worry, I will make this happy process as long as possible. Before my creativity disappears, those humans will not die easily."

Kratos: "..."

"Hehehe, be kind, tell me Kratos, what else do you care about...I will destroy everything!"

"you……"

Malzahar's eyes lit up, and his ears came closer.

"What do you want to say, I'm listening!"

"Your nonsense... is too much!"

Boom!
Malzahar found that his vision was completely blocked, and the familiar feeling of scratching his head reappeared.

When he was in space before, Kratos pinched his head like this, and then...

Bang bang bang!
Punch after punch.

Kratos suddenly became the same size as Malzahar, which was a great hit.

To be honest, if Malzahar hadn't talked so much, he wouldn't have woken up so quickly.

Based on his understanding of the Void Prophet, this is not a nonsense person who keeps talking non-stop, and there must be a purpose... Obviously, it must be to hit people.

Then there is a question, why did Malzaha hit himself, in order to kill his will to resist?
Kratos feels that it is not so simple, it should be to confuse himself, to believe in something... For example, if there are too many deaths here, he will really die.

Well, this should be true.

But more factors are to convince himself... Malzahar is here, just as invincible as he has shown, and he has no chance to resist at all.

Isn't this a joke!
How could there be such a dead end? If Malzaha is really so powerful, why didn't he show this ability earlier!

The answer is clear.

It's not just Malzahar who can do whatever he wants here.

"Since it's an illusion, why can't I do such a thing?"

Facts have proved that his guess was correct. In this fantasy world, imagination is the limit of combat power... Borrowing from Neo's experience in The Matrix:
Don't let your thoughts limit you.

After smashing Malzahar's head, Kratos returned to the previous scene.

With a teleportation, he dodged the enemy's black tiger.

The empty Malzahar rubbed his nose.

Although he didn't feel any pain, he still felt a lot of psychological pressure after being punched so many times.

"You wake up really fast."

Kratos didn't say a word, and rushed over with a cold face, and he was going to be beaten violently if he caught it.

Malzahar rose up and resisted, and the two sides began to kill each other passionately.

I don't know how many times, Kratos has faced Vel'Koz's disintegration ray and Kogas' giant mouth, but his return has always been monotonous, which is to smash the enemy's dog's head.

However, after such a long time passed, after death after death, he felt real weakness.

It comes from the depths of the soul, which cannot be wronged or concealed.

But the Prophet of the Void is always full of energy, without any signs of fatigue.

Returning to the original campus again, Kratos already understood that somewhere, Malzahar still had reservations.

This vicious enemy obviously wouldn't tell himself... But after looking around, he remembered the very first words of the Void Prophet.

"My fear...surprise?"

Malzahar: "Do you understand, that's right, this is an illusion created from your memory."

Kratos clenched his fists.

In other words, experiencing death in your own mind can literally hurt you.

But Malzahar would not.

"My death is just your feeling. It doesn't hurt me. I don't even feel pain."

Put the ax back on your back.

It doesn't make any sense to fight any further, and the next step requires a little brains.

"Have you given up?" Malzaha questioned, "I'm a little disappointed!"

"Such dangerous magic is by no means without flaws. You let me create my own fear... Then what is your fear?"

"You are very smart, this is indeed the key to reverse this illusion. Everyone has fear in their hearts, and I am no exception."

Hearing Kratos' question, Malzaha smiled: "But you can't know, it's impossible...even I don't know."

Kratos was silent for a while, after all, it really didn't suit his style to speak up.

But when needed... it's not without this ability.

Every adult, his greatest pain and greatest happiness, cannot do without a [Recover Childhood].

He said in a declarative tone:

"Your tragic life experience and all the suffering you experienced when you were young are all empty conspiracy."

Malzahar: "..."

(End of this chapter)