Transforming American comics starts with a leap of faith

Chapter 87 Demon Sword
"My... is mine..."

After a desperate struggle, the three former friends decided the final winner.

His body was stained with the blood of his friends, his eyes were absent-minded, almost no will of his own remained.

His mind was full of the black great sword exuding a charming color.

A voice told him that it was power and wealth.

"Take this sword, and everything belongs to me alone!"

With a plop, he staggered forward and fell to the ground. Looking back, it turned out that a friend who should have died grabbed his ankle.

His whole body seemed to be congested with blood, and he raised the short knife frantically, and stabbed it again and again.

"Why are you still alive! You still want to rob me, you still want to rob me!"

The man didn't know, he just stumbled.

After venting the morbid anger in his heart, he crawled towards the treasure in his heart without even breathing.

When he touched the warm hilt, he was so moved that he wept bitterly.

Like the joy of birth.

For the first time, he heard that voice very clearly.

"Hi, I'm Aatrox. I was originally a supreme being, but now I'm trapped in a sword. What's your name?"

Unfortunately, before he could respond with joy, the voice said impatiently:
"Forget it, it's just a body, it doesn't matter the name."

Black people sensed something was wrong, but it was too late.

An indescribable evil force rose from the almighty sword, flowed down his right hand holding the sword, and poured into his mind and heart.

Before being completely swallowed, he vaguely heard the last words of that voice.

"Weak will, vulnerable to a single blow."

All this is just a moment in the outside world.

Aatrox reached out and stroked his body... that is, the magic sword, and laughed aloud.

"Ah! The long-lost freedom... It's just that this body is too ugly."

He took two steps, a little unsteady, as if he was not used to standing upright with his feet.

But getting used to it doesn't take much time.

Piercing a corpse with the magic sword, drawing the still warm blood, Aatrox groaned happily.

At the same time, the Demon Sword, together with his body, seemed to have grown a bit.

On the black skin, some lines gradually emerged.

He is transforming into an inhuman form.

"It's not enough...not enough! How about killing something..."

Pulling out the magic sword, Aatrox sighed in a low voice.

Just when he was feeling a little hesitant and melancholy, someone came to his door.

"Don't move! Raise your hands!"

Two policemen with guns in hand, pointing forward.

They received a report that there was a suspected fight, but when they came to see it, it was not as simple as a fight.

The tragedy in front of them made their eyes widen. Looking at the black man standing with a sword and his face full of displeasure, they couldn't help cursing in their hearts: Neko is troublesome!

One of them pressed forward: "Put down your weapon, put your head on your hands, and cooperate with our investigation! I will only say this once!"

Another stayed put and called for help.

"...a homicide has occurred, the death toll is two, quickly send someone to conduct an on-site investigation..."

His voice stopped abruptly, because the black face of the criminal who was still far away just now was in front of him.

Behind the black man, he also saw the flying heads of his colleagues.

The policeman pissed on the spot.

But before he had time to react, the exaggeratedly large black giant sword pierced his body.

The policeman felt that his life force and soul were being sucked by this terrifying sword.

With his last strength, he grabbed the black man by the collar and asked:

"what do you?"

Aatrox kicked away the corpse in front of him, waved his own body, and lifted it high, covering the sky in his vision.

"I am... Aatrox."

Hehehe laughed for a while, and Aatrox heard more voices.

Of course he is not afraid.

There seemed to be a lot of people in this world, enough to kill him for a long time.

……

The scene where Jinx was interrogated in S.H.I.E.L.D.

"The last time I saw you this way, you were a student."

Jinx curled her lips: "I am also a student now, but the things I learn are more exciting."

"...Turn back, before everything can be salvaged."

Victoria advised with a gentle tone.

"Wow, you actually think I can turn back?"

Jinx was surprised.

Victoria didn't speak.

Looking at her sister's heavy face, Jinx suddenly realized:
"Haha! I see, if I go on, you might kill me?"

Victoria acquiesced.

After Jinx laughed for a while, she said in an inexplicable tone:

"Then come on, sister, and see who is crazier, you or me."

Coulson's voice came from Victoria's ear, she nodded slightly and said:
"Are you going to run away?"

Jinx: "Of course, I'm still young, so I don't want to die here."

Victoria: "This place is heavily guarded, you can't escape, just give up."

"Come on, for J, in this world..." Jinx suddenly realized something was wrong.

She looked at her sister in shock, as if getting to know her again, and said angrily:

"Damn it, when did you become so insidious!"

Victoria said something else with a calm face:
"I've told you so many times Jinna. Don't swear."

What responded to her was the guankou that Jinx learned from Seti.

Produced by Hell's Kitchen, it's really dirty.

Although it was only a few words repeated over and over again, Victoria still frowned.

With a snort, she turned and walked out.

The few staff who came in gave Jinx a tranquilizer without saying a word.

The little girl stopped her catharsis.

Walking out the door, Victoria looked at Catherine and Coulson who were guarding outside.

The latter frowned and said, "Now I can be sure that the clown will definitely come to rescue Jinx. According to his method, we may be in big trouble."

Catherine: "Then what to do next?"

"That's the problem. We don't have a good way to keep it here." Coulson took a deep breath and said something incredible.

"Release Jinx."

The two looked at him in shock.

Coulson first glanced at Victoria comfortingly before explaining:
"Jinx will be a bomb no matter where it is locked. Normally, I would never mind fighting Joker, but now..."

As if responding to his words, someone opened the door and walked in.

The man licked his lips: "That evil thing appeared..."

Coulson made a "look" gesture, and while walking outside, he ordered with the person who came in.

"Send someone to transfer Jinx to Hell's Kitchen."

The man was dumbfounded: "Isn't this just letting her go?"

"Do as you are told."

"……All right."

As the three of them walked quickly, Catherine called Tony.

"Billionaire, are you awake?"

"I'm already at the scene, I have to say, your movements are really slow."

There was a crash, and it seemed that Tony had been attacked.

Immediately afterwards, a voice that gave goosebumps came out from the call channel.

"As long as life still exists, as long as time still has meaning, I will, no, let it go!"

　Give me a bottle of wine and a cigarette.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)