The root of American comics

Chapter Nonon Tribe

"What do I have to complain about? The key is why you gave me this kind of thing, and it seems to be able to escape at any time. If this kind of thing comes out, then the world will be no different."

Kantan really didn't complain at all. In fact, he was too excited to get this kind of power. However, after holding on to this power for fun for a few days, he was reminded by his superhero friends. I finally got over the blindness caused by my trust in Noh. Is this kind of thing given to people casually?

If it comes out, the world will definitely be destroyed, right?

Kantan originally came to Noh with the nervousness of a heart attack, but he was troubled by Noh. What did I do? I didn’t do anything. You are not satisfied with what I gave you. This series of His attitude was confused.

Then when he said it now, he actually felt calm.

But what does it feel like to borrow gaming equipment?

After going through this period of unrelenting fighting, his spirit has remained tense, even a little stiff. Kantan, who forgot that he was still a child, felt a strange and familiar feeling at this time.

"Although I no longer regard your behavior as a superhero as a game, but you should pay attention. You are still a child after all, okay? Your mother has now suspected that you are living with a gangster. In order to get rid of me, I have told her that you are not with me anymore."

Nohe said something calmly, which was quite terrifying to Kantan, causing him to fall into a state of dementia.

"you"

Kantan hesitated to speak, his expression was tangled, and after a long time, belated fear appeared in his eyes.

He finally remembered that he was still a child.

The superhero who gave Kingpin a headache and was feared by Hell Lord Lilith was actually trembling at this time.

"It seems that Aunt Lin's feather duster has not disappeared from your memory after all."

Nohe tried his best to conceal his gloating and sighed, but the corners of his mouth that kept rising betrayed him.

"Let's not talk about this, what about that? The question now is the sealing stone, okay?"

Kantan forcibly changed the subject.

"Okay," Noh finally couldn't hold back his laughter.

Before Kantan became angry, he said leisurely: "Jormungandr's seal is just a decoration. For him, the identity of the Hell Demon God is the biggest seal. It is impossible for him to extend his power to reality. He relies on Hell Only with his own strength can he survive, because the real him has been reduced to non-existence, and even his own meaning has been shattered, becoming many mythical snakes."

"You should be able to feel that Jormungandr's power actually has the shadow of too many snakes in other myths, such as Ouroboros, which is actually him too."

Kantan was not in the mood to care about his own affairs, and frowned a little: "Noh, what happened in the past? I think this is not what happened in the final battle."

"How can there be only the final battle? The origin of the mysterious world is not that simple."

Noh smiled and said: "Jormungandr died in the original battle before the final battle and became the devil of hell. His true identity is one of the great creations of the original civilization."

"First Civilization"

Kantan asked doubtfully.

"The Nonon tribe, the original civilization, they are the oldest human beings. They went to war with the original gods and finally achieved reconciliation. Then they started with technology and studied the laws, and then they mastered the root, which is the root of today's mystery. But One day, they violated the taboo and caused a backlash from the source, so they died, leaving only the creation and the artifacts left behind."

"The original snake, the earthly serpent Jörmungandr, is one of the great creations and one of the achievements of that civilization. God Yahweh, one of the first gods, united the first gods and had a great relationship with the great creations. After a war, Jormungandr died in this war, but the great creations cannot be killed. In order to solve his danger, God Yahweh shattered his concepts, and various forms of creation emerged. Mythical snake.”

"Then he infinitely degraded his origin, so that Jormungandr had to merge with the origin of hell and became the devil of hell who would sink into hell forever. And Jormungandr himself didn't care about this. He originally Getting involved in the war was just because God wanted to covet his power and he had to resist. Fortunately, he couldn't die even if he became the Demon God of Hell, so he chose to sleep."

"After his will fell into a deep sleep, of course he was dead in the eyes of many people. Apart from me, few people knew about this. Even Jörmungandr's nominal daughter, the Hell Lord Lilith, was just I thought that Jörmungandr only had his strength alive and his soul had long since died, not knowing that he just fell into a deep sleep.”

Kantan was silent for a while and sighed: "No wonder the female demon was so surprised that time. She originally wanted to seize her father's power."

"This is the mission given to her by God. Even if she later betrays God, she will still not forget this desire."

Noh also seemed to sigh.

In fact, he did think it was wonderful. Although he wrote the script and created Jörmungandr and Lilith, watching the scene they performed, the daughter longed for her father's power, but the father ignored her. drama. He really thought it was wonderful.

This is soul acting

Noch has always felt that he was an artistic person. Compared with Leonardo's all-around genius, he just lacked those complicated interests, so he did not dabble in skills such as painting and music.

But in fact, he still has some desire to express art, and the script is his expression. Although the script was born due to planning, this does not prevent him from giving the script a soul.

"Now that I think about it being God and the original civilization, I feel like the world has become so crazy."

"You have faced the evil of mankind, Kantan."

Looking at the somewhat depressed Kantan, Nohe told him the reality with a smile, that is, the world has already gone crazy, and he has faced it before.

Kantan sighed and rubbed his face. When he touched the corner of his eye, he paused slightly. There should have been a scar there, but he used magic to erase it.

"Yeah, the world has gone crazy."

The boy in the second grade of middle school, because of his delusion and ability, embarked on the path of his own imagination. But he has persisted enough, so much that it can no longer be described as a child's dream.

"Nohe, your identity is really not simple."

Kantan looked at his friend, and he knew that these things were definitely not something that only a person with some status could say. The sealing stone, even if Noh said that the contents in it were harmless, could not be given easily.

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