The Adventures of American Comics' Big Monster and Black Widow

Gotham is now in chaos all over the city, but the Magic Theater area is different.

When a group of people arrived at the Magic Theater, it was unusually quiet. There was only the sound of the whistling wind and the thick fog that appeared at some point. The only thing that stood out was the erected theater billboard "gic", which was flashing dazzling lights. Red light.

At the entrance of the theater, a signboard also shows tonight's show: Wanderers.

Below the play, there is a line of small text introducing that the play is an adaptation of Melmoth the Wanderer by nineteenth-century Irish writer Charles Madulin.

"The witch said that this place is full of black magic." Jon Muen looked at the red billboard and spoke to Natasha and Kara.

Black magic? Under the armor, Natasha's eyes became brighter. This would be the first time she faced something completely unknown.

After calming down, Natasha pulled out a long sword from her back and handed it to Kara, while explaining: "This sword has anti-magic properties."

"Well, thank you. It's just that this sword is too long." Kara took the long sword and visually judged that it must be two meters long. Then she glanced at Natasha. She was about the same height as herself, but she used such a long sword. Fortunately, this sword Can't feel the weight.

As the material that created the universe, x-metal has strong resistance to magic. Natasha and Kara know nothing about magic. The long sword made of x-metal is undoubtedly the most suitable weapon at this time. As for Jon Muen, she has a witch living in her body, so there is no need for anti-magic weapons.

After taking a look around the surroundings, Natasha took Jon Muen and flew directly to the rooftop of the Magic Theater.

Seeing this, Kara also flew over.

"Let the witch come out." Natasha said as soon as she landed, not thinking about why there was so much fog in this area for the time being.

Hearing Natasha's words, Jon Muen didn't ask any more questions. He called the witch softly and gave his body to the witch to control.

The next moment, accompanied by green and black mist, a witch wearing a green robe appeared.

Natasha naturally had her own considerations in letting the witch come out. One was to allow Jon Muen to protect herself, and the other was to require the power of magic.

Seeing the witch looking at her, Natasha said directly: "We need to know the situation inside the theater and gain perspective."

"My current power is very weak and I can't use similar magic."

For a moment, the atmosphere on the rooftop fell into deathly silence, blending in with the weird atmosphere in this area.

The witch felt that she was also very embarrassed. She couldn't use simple magic now.

Natasha drew the long sword from her back. Since she couldn't detect the situation, she just broke in. She broke through the wall from the rooftop.

When Natasha was about to cut through the rooftop with her sword, she heard Kara's voice: "Well, I can see what's happening inside, I can see through."

After speaking, Kara stuck out her tongue, showed a proud smile, and stared at Natasha with her eyes, waiting for praise.

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Natasha glared at Kara angrily and motioned for her to tell her about the situation in the theater.

Seeing that Natasha had no intention of praising her, Kara quickly rubbed her face, and then concentrated on seeing what was going on in the theater: "There is a large audience inside, and the actors are performing. Wait, those are not human beings."

"What is not human"

"The actors, the actors are not people, they are a group of mandrills wearing clothes. They carried a big pot to the stage, and the pot was filled with green and yellow liquid."

The mandrill, also known as the ghost baboon, is the largest monkey primate in the world. It has a ghostly face and a bright red nose. It is mainly distributed in the southern part of the Sana River in Cameroon and Equatorial Guinea in Africa. Bioko Island, Gabon and Congo.

But now there is such a group of creatures in Gotham, and they are performing in a magic theater with an audience. Could it be that a group of mandrills can do magic?

Natasha could only use Kara's eyes to analyze it now, and asked: "What else did you see?"

"A light green-yellow light group floated out from the audience's body and flew into the pot. Is this trying to make soup?"

Hearing Kara's story, Natasha didn't know why, but the witch's voice sounded: "The light group is the human soul, and the mandrill should be performing some kind of ritual."

"soul"

Speaking of the soul, Natasha thought of her other self in Sean's consciousness space, but Sean said that it was a shadow, not a ball of light.

But Natasha didn't have time to think about it. Kara beside her suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, no, we have to save people. The audience is foaming at the mouth."

After saying that, Kara raised her fist to break the rooftop and rush in to save people.

"Get out of the way."

The witch suddenly spoke as a reminder, a green six-pointed star pattern appeared on her hands, and the green mist wrapped around Natasha and Kara and teleported to the edge of the rooftop.

The next moment, a huge blue-white light pillar was seen shooting out of the sky from where the two people stayed before, and a circular hole instantly appeared on the rooftop.

After the light beam dissipated, the deep voice from the theater below also reached the ears of the three people:

"The ceremony is over. One hundred and seven broken souls, who were once the audience of Melmoth's story, gave their lives to complete the prologue."

"Family, friends, outcasts whose barely adequate deaths will save many others. The savior of this dying world has come."

Natasha walked to the edge of the cave and looked down. The person speaking was a mandrill.

"Memos is coming back, after that"

The green-yellow liquid in the cauldron overflowed and flowed onto the stage. A bald man with pointed ears and a black face, wearing a red dress and holding a cane, walked out and looked at the audience.

Then he took over Mandrill's words: "On the texture of all things, a wound is bleeding, my withered friend. And the chance of redemption has come to us again. Can we save the multiverse?"

After speaking, the bald man spread his hands and made a gesture of ending the performance, as if the dead audience in the audience could hear his declaration, and his ferocious face showed an expression of enjoyment.

"Welcome back, Melmoth, my king."

A group of mandrills shouted behind the bald head.

The liquid that previously flowed from the pot to the stage turned into mist, spreading from the stage to all sides.

On the rooftop, Natasha and the three of them witnessed all this, but knew nothing about this so-called Melmoth.

Natasha held the sword tighter.

Then, Natasha put the red light ring to her mouth: "Sean, come back quickly after your matter is resolved, and you made some discoveries."

It's not that she's afraid of the so-called Melmoth. All the powerful people in this world, Sean, have told her one or two things. There is no such thing as Melmoth among them. The reason why she knows that Sean is also entangled in things Contacting him at this time, Melmoth only mentioned the multiverse.

After saying that, Natasha jumped into the theater with a sword in hand.