The era of American comics begins

Chapter 350
It was dawn when Robbie Reyes awoke leisurely.Early morning light filtered in through the window, illuminating a boxy area on the dull floor.

He sat up drowsily, and found that this was the workshop where he worked, and the ticking alarm clock on the wall told him that the time was just past five o'clock.Immediately afterwards, he noticed the old man, dressed in black, with wrinkled face, folded hands in black leather gloves and leaning on a cane, looking at him with a smile, but there was something hidden in the narrowed smiling eyes. It is a chilling light.

The old man smiled and asked, "Are you awake? How do you feel?"

A little dizzy.Robbie thought about it, trying to stand up while leaning on the armrest, but felt that his legs and feet were weak and he almost couldn't stand still.He patted his head to try to wake himself up, and at the same time said to the old man: "Okay, as you can see, I'm not in a good state. Hell and it's only five o'clock, and we haven't opened the door yet. You should be late if you need to repair the car." .”

He stopped unconsciously at this point.He suddenly felt that this old man must not have come to find him a job, but for something else.His fuzzy consciousness couldn't be sure why for a while, but whenever he tried to concentrate on thinking about the old man, his head became strangely dizzy.

"You should already know that I'm looking for you, not for your ostensible job. No, no, not for car repair. But I'm really here for business." The old man paused, his narrowed eyes slightly opened After a while, sharp knife-like light shot out from his eyes, "I'm here for your work at night."

Robbie shivered.

"I don't understand what you're saying." He wanted to look the old man in the eye to prove he had nothing to hide, but he found he couldn't.Under the sight of the old man, he felt as if his flesh had been stripped clean, and his soul was exposed without any cover.

Nothing can hide from those thieves' eyes.

"Of course you do, Mr. Robbie. But if you're still reluctant to admit it, it might help."

He didn't see the old man do anything, he didn't see him move, but suddenly he felt as if a huge mountain was pressing on his back.He bent his knees uncontrollably and knelt down, as if his whole body was firmly bound by iron chains.He tried to break free, but felt that the muscles and bones of his whole body were resisting his will.He could feel that thing in his body ready to move, the growl sounded like it was exploding in his ears.

A thought suddenly appeared in his mind, appearing so naturally.

His pupils briefly turned a devilish red, and then he raised his head in surprise: "You, are you the owner of that thing?"

"Ghost Rider, yes." The old man said softly, "Knights are designed to erase evil souls, and they are also my representatives in the world. Generally speaking, when there are tasks that need to be completed, I will directly arrange them." You do it. But this time, you will face a very important job—maybe you can’t complete it by yourself. And this time the goal is more special to me, so I will assist you”

"Wait, wait," said Robbie, trying to look up at him against the weight, "I never wanted to be a knight, I never wanted this kind of power. Take it away, it's not for me .I'm not up to your job"

"But you agreed to the contract, didn't you?"

"I"

Robbie closed his mouth and swallowed heavily.

Yes, he accepted the contract from the previous Ghost Rider.At that time, he wanted power desperately, even if it cost his soul for it.So he sold his soul to the demon in exchange for this curse that cannot be lifted.

The old man tapped the ground three times with his cane.

"If you agree to the contract, you must perform your duties. Even if God himself comes, he will not be able to change this contract." He continued, "Your exhaustion is a bit serious. Take a good rest and let your energy recover. I have some special arrangements , when I need you later, I will naturally summon you again."

The old man started to back away.

"and many more!"

Robbie tried to stop him.He stretched out his hand as hard as he could, but his body was pressed to the ground and he couldn't move.He watched the old man drift backwards like a ghost, out of the door, his black figure blending into the shadows until he disappeared completely.

The pressure is finally off.Robbie found himself sweating profusely, panting violently with one hand on the ground.

He subconsciously glanced at his dusty palm.

What the hell have I become?
***
Wanda Maximoff stood in front of the experimental table, staring intently at the ancient book spread out on the table, which is also the legendary "Dark Book of God".Lines of extremely ancient characters emerged on the blank pages of the book, all of which are ultra-ancient characters that have long since disappeared from the earth with the passage of time. Logically speaking, no one in the world should be able to understand them now. .

But Wanda didn't know why, she just could understand.

She read it earnestly for a while, and from time to time, she used her slender and white fingers to turn the pages of the book lightly.The beautiful red eyebrows are sometimes furrowed and sometimes stretched, as if reading quite fascinated.

She tentatively raised her hand, and a cluster of red glows appeared on her fingertips.The energy burst out, the light surged, and after a while, it turned into a small scorched black stone.

carbon element.

She also created elements out of thin air like Eli Morrow, and she did it right the first time.

"How is it?" asked Michael, who had been watching quietly from the sidelines.

"Well, there are quite a few interesting spells here, some of them are actually quite powerful, and some are a bit scary." Wanda said, "However, according to the method here, creating elements seems to be quite simple."

If her words are heard by the ghosts who died trying to achieve this goal (and didn't even succeed in the end), they might be revived.

".Generally speaking, the records here seem to be chaos magic." Wanda said, suddenly thought of the rumor that everyone saw something different in the "Dark God Book", so she went to Adding, "At least that's all I see."

Michael’s eyes flickered, and he didn’t speak for a moment.

With the help of this book, Eli Morrow successfully obtained the ability to control chaos magic.Now that he could do it, Michael believed he could do it too.

When Wanda was first recruited and guided her to explore the power of chaos magic, Michael said that she hoped that one day she could help him find a way to control chaos magic.

Now this book seems to be the answer.

"How do you feel?" He suddenly asked again, "Did you feel any changes in your emotions or thinking after reading "The Book of Darkness?"

The power of the "Dark God Book" seems to have a significant corrosive effect on most people, but everyone who has come into contact with this book seems to be unable to escape its bewitchment in the end, and finally succumbs to its temptation and their temperament changes drastically.

But from the moment I opened the book to the present, Wanda's eyes seem to have been quite calm, without any violent emotional ups and downs such as excitement, surprise, or madness.

She tilted her head and thought for a while: "Well, it doesn't seem to be. It's just that some of the spells are interesting, and there are some spells related to chaos magic that I have never thought of. It feels very novel and seems to be nothing else."

So the side effects of the book don't seem to be working for her, which is good news.

Michael took the "Dark God Book" from her hand and closed the cover.

"Let's stop with the matter of this book for now." He put the book into a magic circle, his eyes fluctuated for a rare moment, and then turned to her seriously, "But there is one more thing I want to talk to you about. He hesitated again, and his tone became a little strange, "...it's a private matter."

(End of this chapter)