When League of Legends Comes to American Comics

Chapter 194 The Little Boy

'foot'

Nan Ke heard the sound of cloth being torn from above, and immediately frowned. When he saw the quilt, he actually had a doubt in his mind.

That is, how much effort did the people outside use to block the quilt so tightly?

Before Nanke traveled, I saw many such articles, saying that when their children encounter danger, parents will burst out with great potential in a short period of time, such as pushing away the car, such as catching a fall from a height of more than ten meters child.

I remember that when I read these articles, Nan Ke’s eyes were always full of scrutiny and suspicion. After all, in these cases, the performance of these parents is indeed beyond the scope of human beings.

But the quilt made Nan Ke's judgment of himself shaken.

Can a normal person stuff the quilt so tightly?Obviously, it cannot;
But will this family be psychic?Obviously, it is also impossible, after all, the family has already gone to the church to sit in rows.

Then the only truth is that when the couple was in danger, they hid their children inside, and then sealed the entrance and exit with quilts.

And when they sealed the entrance and exit, they exploded with a strength comparable to Steve Rogers.

Thinking of this, Nan Ke gently closed his eyes, and then he heard a slight 'click' sound from upstairs, as if Graves was clenching his fists so hard that they made a sound.

Putting his fingers on his knees and tapping lightly, Nan Ke opened his eyes, a very easy-going smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, and looked at the struggling little boy who appeared in front of him and said:
"Hello."

"Hello."

While the little boy answered intermittently, his facial expression showed a strange 'tear', sometimes confused and ignorant, sometimes vicious and violent, but for the time being, it seemed that the former was more than the latter.

Around his body, the darkness seemed to have discovered some delicious food, and it began to boil, and this boiling even caused the little boy's body to become distorted.

The surrounding darkness should be the same as the black fog above the Shadow Island, and it will affect the souls in it to varying degrees. Maybe it won't be long before the little boy will become a member of the army of innocent souls due to the erosion of darkness.

'Om'

Nan Ke's hair started to fade at this time, and then his clothes began to become flowing.

Regarding the use of soul power, Nan Ke had almost zero experience, which made him only able to escape his soul power through the most clumsy methods.

When Nan Ke appeared in the form of a soul, the surrounding darkness suddenly became chaotic for a moment.

This change happened suddenly, but Nan Ke didn't seem particularly surprised.

At the beginning, he thought about it in his heart, that is, what is the connection between the wronged soul in Soul Eater Night, Yazakana, a demon that exists in the soul dimension, and his own soul posture.

In the end, his own conjecture is that the darkness created by the shadows is equivalent to a kind of channel, allowing the innocent souls who could only exist in the soul dimension to appear in the real dimension.

In other words, if one is in the depths of the shadows, then one's soul form can also show the same effect as one's real body through this channel, and even have some kind of bonus.

'zizizizizizizizizizizizi'

The cluttered darkness is like a TV with a bad signal, emitting bursts of noise.

Nan Ke could feel that his escaping soul power seemed to have entered hot oil, and the two began a fierce confrontation and tugging.

And this 'poor signal' seemed to have caused a dark chain reaction around the little boy. His body gradually became clearer, and the voice that was fighting for his consciousness also started intermittently.

Instinctively, the little boy leaned towards Nan Ke's side. He felt a kind of coolness from Nan Ke's body. This feeling reminded him of the warm sun at noon in winter, and he couldn't help sticking to Nan Ke's side. .

"Are you more comfortable?"

Nan Ke picked up a glass of water from the table and handed it to the little boy.

In the outside world, it is impossible for him to hold this glass of water in this form, but here, Nan Ke feels that he hardly feels that he is a "transparent person" except for a slight difference in the feel.

Of course, the ear-piercing noise next to him and the force of confrontation constantly passing around made him a little uncomfortable.

But perhaps because the soul was strengthened last time, Nan Ke felt that he could bear this kind of confrontation intensity, and even seemed to be able to take the initiative to increase the intensity of this confrontation.

'Om'

Nan Ke silently increased his efforts. It felt like he was working hard in the toilet. The more he worked, the closer he was to the final victory.

A white halo bloomed from Nan Ke's body, and began to actively spread towards the surrounding darkness, and those darkness seemed to sense something at this time, and they chose to retreat actively.

Gradually, the little boy was also bathed in a white halo. He took the water glass, took a sip, and smiled at Nan Ke, "Thank you uncle."

"Now, can you tell me what happened here?"

Nan Ke pulled a bench from the side and motioned the little boy to sit on it.

The little boy nodded silently, but instead of sitting on the drawn bench, he bent down to find a blue cartoon stool from the floor of the table and sat on it.

"Dad, Mom, both"

In fact, adults will think that children are innocent, and they also feel that children do not seem to have a clear understanding of the outside world;
But in fact, children today are different from decades ago. With the Internet as a medium, they already know a lot of things when they are five or six years old, such as what is life and death.

"In order to save you, your father and mother should have taken the initiative to attract their attention."

After Nan Ke entered the room, he found that the overall arrangement of the room was very neat, and all kinds of furniture and utensils were arranged in an orderly manner.

Unlike the one when he first entered the town, there was no trace of struggle or resistance in this room, not even a trace of stain on the floor.

Moreover, when he came in, the door was not closed. Perhaps, this was the only omission of the parents.

But at the juncture of life and death, who can ask a pair of the most ordinary parents to maintain absolute calm, understand all the links and implement them meticulously?
"I know, when Mom and Dad hid me inside, they told me they were going out to fight the ghosts, and when they had beaten them all away, they would come back and get me out again."

(End of this chapter)