American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

Q: For a foodie, at what moment is their desire to fight the strongest, and their combat power the greatest?

Is it when they're eating food?

No!

An Jing used her own performance to tell everyone the answer.

The moment a foodie's fighting spirit is at its peak, and their combat power is the strongest, is when someone draws a big pancake for them! It's when a lush, green carrot is dangling in front of them! It's when they only need to beat down the monster in front of them to fulfill their wish!

Heavens know how long she's had the idea of bathing in the original liquid and eating soul crystals! Heavens know how many times she and Luke have applied for it since that idea came up! Who would have thought that this routine application could receive such a pleasant surprise in return.

After a moment of brain fog, An Jing's gaze towards the subspecies really turned green, like a hungry wolf seeing a white rabbit. In her hundreds of years of life, there have been very few times when she's had such a strong desire to fight.

So what if this Brood subspecies looks difficult to deal with?

So what if it looks strong and has great vitality?

Kill it, and you can unlock the ultimate achievement of bathing in the original liquid!

The rational and lazy will took the initiative to give way, the irritable fighting personality came online, and the hunter personality also woke up from its slumber, offering advice and sharing experience. In the past, in order to reduce the energy consumption of herself and the host, most of An Jing's other personalities were dormant. This time, she went all out, stuffing the divided bodies with individual personalities, and didn't bother to worry about the massive consumption of energy. Clearly, she was planning to go all out.

The awakened personalities didn't argue, but instead began to cooperate with each other tacitly.

Especially after Luke modified her, liberating her from the situation where only one personality could be the leader due to the host's singularity, An Jing's fighting style also changed.

One of An Jing's split individuals assembled a giant cannon, her slender and tall body carrying the black giant cannon that was even bigger than herself, yet it strangely gave people a sense of lightness and elegance.

Energy filled the giant cannon, and the muzzle of the cannon began to flicker with dazzling light.

Disintegration Ray!

A technical legacy from a pursuer host in the universe. It was materialized through the weapon meme Luke injected into her.

The ray landed on a tentacle that the subspecies swept over, and the area hit by the ray instantly split open.

The laboratory seemed to be raining blood, and the huge tentacle directly split into segments of fragments, disintegrating in mid-air. Dark green, highly corrosive blood splattered all over the ground, corroding the specially treated, extremely strong ground into potholes.

Another slightly shorter An Jing, who had split off, jumped into the air with amazing jumping power, curled her entire body into a ball, and then exploded directly above the subspecies, turning into a giant black net that covered it head-on, trapping the subspecies inside.

The other An Jing split bodies also tacitly materialized various weapons, frantically pouring a torrential rain of saturated attacks on the subspecies. For a time, the subspecies was stunned, and its body subconsciously retracted its tentacles, wrapping its brain and vital points tightly.

It was only because the subspecies' strong acidic blood made An Jing a little wary, otherwise she would have dared to carry a cold weapon into the subspecies' body and wreak havoc, going in and out seven times.

The characteristics of the symbiote's body determine that they can be ever-changing, a kind of biological battle suit comparable to nanometer armor, so after Luke's modification and the granting of access to the data dimension, the modified symbiote is already significantly different from the Klyntar symbiote.

An Jing's initial violent attack stunned the newly born subspecies, but soon, bearing a large number of attacks, the subspecies, whose entire body was covered in blood and flesh, with hardly any good skin left, began to resist fiercely.

Five tentacles, like human arms, swept and flicked, clearing and disrupting the formation of An Jing's split bodies, and it did not care about its own wounds at all. Noticing that An Jing was wary of its blood, it deliberately lacerated its own blood vessels in a self-mutilating manner. Under the contraction and compression of the muscles, like a bursting spray nozzle, the dark green blood recklessly formed a range of attacks with the waving tentacles.

This forced An Jing to sacrifice a split body, turning it into a black curtain shield to protect the other split bodies, taking the wave of acid blood that filled the sky in place of the other split bodies.

The battle between the two parasites, apart from racial power, completely relies on the host's genetic power and knowledge acquired after parasitism to fight. In this regard, An Jing clearly has the advantage. Even if the subspecies has all the advantages of the blood clan, and can also use the blood clan's magic, it only caused An Jing a temporary trouble, and was quickly countered by An Jing after finding a breakthrough.

The battle lasted for a full hour. During this time, the subspecies was subjected to attacks including but not limited to various artillery strikes, beam cutting, blunt force strikes, and internal explosions, but it withstood them all with its amazing self-healing power. Even if it was beaten to pieces by An Jing, it still stubbornly lived on. It was not until An Jing cleaned up its debris bit by bit with high-temperature flames that it lost its energy replenishment and gradually weakened, becoming dying.

However, at this moment, the entire laboratory was also a tragic scene, especially the air was filled with the highly toxic substance formed after the high-temperature evaporation of the subspecies' blood.

Judging from the subspecies' performance, this is a complete and undisputed biological weapon.

After uploading everything in the sandbox battlefield to the data dimension, Luke deactivated the data sandbox. The broken limbs, the poisonous gas in the air, including the messy battlefield, all disappeared with the disappearance of the sandbox. The real world was still the scene Luke had just arrived at, except that there was one less subspecies.

This battle collected enough data, but limited by the battlefield, some data was still lacking.

In Luke's calculations, in addition to the Hive's powerful self-healing power and vitality, the subspecies should also have the blood clan's characteristic of absorbing blood to recover. That is, by hunting prey's blood energy to supplement its own consumption and accelerate its own injury recovery.

The tiny suckers on the subspecies' tentacles are the organs for sucking the prey's blood, but it is a pity that there were no targets for it to suck in this battlefield. If the opponent's suckers could absorb the opponent's energy, it might be more threatening to An Jing than blood sucking.

This means that the subspecies can continue to be adjusted and evolve.

Just as Luke was thinking about how to use the subspecies next and improve it accordingly, An Jing's dark face had already impatiently approached his eyes, almost sticking to him face to face.

Luke took a step back without showing any signs. Although An Jing now looked normal, as if the rational personality had regained control of consciousness, he had not forgotten An Jing's almost crazy combat performance just now.

Those split personalities were simply representatives of the uninhibited school. Many of the fighting methods that seemed inferior to him, they used without hesitation, or even without any psychological burden. It can be said that An Jing let Luke see a certain alternative bottomless fighting method.

"You promised me!" An Jing cracked open her big mouth, revealing a smile that would scare the timid.

"Okay, okay, but I can't let you enter any of the core main pools." Luke didn't want to go back on his word, and didn't even have the heart to joke. He was afraid that if he did so, An Jing would probably explode on the spot.

But he couldn't really let An Jing enter any of the original liquid pools. With her obsession and desire for food and the original liquid, letting her into the original liquid pool would be tantamount to putting a pile of mice in a granary.

"I need enough to submerge my head!" An Jing's height suddenly increased by a section, reaching two and a half meters, almost close to the ceiling of the laboratory. She reached out and gestured on her head, demanding.

"Okay." Luke planned to stuff her into a jar. Anyway, even if she burst her stomach, she couldn't completely consume a jar of mental energy original liquid.

...

Lightning flashed and flickered in the dark clouds, splitting into branches of electric light downwards. The front glass of the Quinjet was illuminated by the electric light.

Dong!

It seemed that a heavy object had fallen from top to bottom on the fuselage of the aircraft, making a muffled sound.

Nick and Coulson and several other agents in the belly of the plane looked at each other, and subconsciously activated the mental rings in their hands.

"I'll go take a look." Agent May, shrouded in an energy suit, signaled to open the fuselage door so she could go outside and take a look. With Nick's permission, the pilot opened the hatch.

The howling wind at high altitude poured into the fuselage. Before Agent May could walk out, a red cloak appeared in front of everyone's eyes, followed by a familiar face. Seeing this face, Nick's tense heart relaxed.

He squeezed out a smile on his face and said to the visitor: "I think it would be better to make an appointment if you are visiting. This kind of sudden meeting is a bit of a shock, Thor."

"I am sorry." Thor was carrying his Mjolnir. His face was full of wind and frost, tired, his beard was unshaven, and he walked in covered in dust. While saying sorry to Nick, he said: "I would also like to make an appointment to get together with you, but something happened in Asgard."

"I know, the Dark Elves." Nick signaled the pilot to close the cabin door, while letting Thor sit down next to him, while taking over Thor's words.

"Yes, the Dark Elves. They have made a comeback, and this time they have also formed a powerful coalition. I have been clearing rebellions in various parts of the Nine Realms during this period. The order of the Nine Realms was not good in the past, but at least it was relatively stable. But now there are rebellions everywhere, and the Dark Elves and their allies are causing trouble everywhere. Asgard is already too busy."

In earlier years, this kind of war situation was Thor's favorite, because he could fight with powerful opponents every moment, and his time and life would be fulfilling and satisfying. But that was before. He has grown up now. After experiencing many changes and affairs, he has more or less learned to use his brain to think about some problems.

Obviously, this situation is not something to be happy about.

"Then why are you here this time?" Nick had a vague feeling in his heart.

"Me? I'm here to find Luke." Thor waved his hand. Maybe he was under a lot of pressure during this period. After meeting acquaintances, his desire to confide was unprecedentedly strong: "Maybe you know, Asgard was attacked by the Dark Elf coalition some time ago. Jotunheim, Svartalfheim, Muspelheim, and the paradise dimension that was exiled and expelled from the Nine Realms thousands of years ago, their leaders led an elite army to raid Asgard.

My father was besieged and restrained by the Dark Elf leader Malekith, the Jotunheim leader Laufey, and Surtur from the Land of Fire. I only had the ability to help block a female leader from the paradise dimension.

The other party's actions were too secretive. They didn't know what method they used to hide from Heimdall's observation until they broke through Asgard's defense. We were caught off guard.

In that battle, Asgard suffered heavy losses, and the Rainbow Bridge was also destroyed. Without the Rainbow Bridge, we have completely lost control of the Nine Realms. It is difficult for Asgard's army to carry out fixed-point teleportation as in the past."

"Is the situation already that bad?" Nick's heart tightened when he heard Thor's confession. If Asgard has lost control of the situation, doesn't that mean that the Dark Elves can invade the other Nine Realms without any hindrance?

"It's worse than you think! My father repelled the three kings, but he was also injured. If Luke hadn't helped us improve our strength before, he should have entered Odin's sleep now. I was teleported over by him after consuming a lot of energy." Thor was a little weak.

"You're looking for Luke?" Nick looked at Thor and asked softly. He already had an idea in his mind, but he needed Thor to confirm it.

"Looking for reinforcements." Thor gave a very honest answer. "I know that the masters of the Sanctum Sanctorum only care about the safety of Midgard. As long as Midgard is not destroyed and no dimensional demons invade, they are unwilling to take the initiative to get involved in other troubles. But Luke is different. My father told me that Luke may become the person who will help us win."

"Whether or not Midgard participates in the war is probably not up to Luke. At least he has to discuss it with us." Nick couldn't help but rub his forehead when he heard this.

"We are willing to give more resources and open up other areas of the Nine Realms to you in exchange for your help." Thor said Odin's conditions. "Of course, if you really don't want to take action, then let us borrow his Rainbow Bridge."