Ghost Swordsman in Marvel World

Zhang Fan, who had no idea that he was almost dragged into working as a coolie, was currently conducting experiments in his room.The subject of the experiment is Melvin!

"Relax, relax, it may hurt a little, but don't be nervous, it will be fine in a while!" Zhang Fan was not so much comforting the other person as he was comforting himself.

"Am I going to die?" Melvin said calmly while lying on the bed, his limbs tightly locked with thumb-sized hemp ropes.

"Want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"I should die!" Melvin said. "Whatever you get, you must pay for it. This is what you said. If I die, can you please bury my body with my mother?" You should know where my mother is buried!"

"I!"

Zhang Fan wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Melvin.

"I never thought that a person's death would be so painful, and I never thought that a person's death would be so happy. Thank you for not saving him!"

"You're welcome!" Zhang Fan moved his lips, and after a long while, he said three words.

"Do you think people can be resurrected?" Melvin stared blankly at the ceiling, as if there was a paradise that people today long for.

"No."

"That's such a pity!" Melvin said regretfully, his tired eyes gradually becoming hollow.He was already dead, the moment his mother was pushed downstairs by his stepfather, he was already dead. Melvin who was still alive in the world was just an empty body.

"If you die, I will visit you."

After saying the words that seemed to hypnotize himself, a dense red color began to appear on Zhang Fan's chest.A heartbeat like the beating of a war drum suddenly exploded in the room.The dense red color gradually floated from the heart, then spread along Zhang Fan's body, and finally transferred to his right hand.

The blood on his right hand is getting heavier and heavier, and even through a layer of clothes, a dense red light can be seen radiating.At the same time, a sweet smell of blood spread in the room, and the air became inexplicably hot.

Zhang Fan carefully covered Melvin's left chest with his right hand, and the blood on his hand seeped into it bit by bit.

As the blood entered, Melvin's heartbeat suddenly became violent while lying on the bed. As the heart beat, a large amount of blood containing the power of burning blood was pumped out by the heart, and then replaced the blood of normal people.Melvin's body began to turn red, like a cooked prawn.His eyes gradually became covered with a layer of bright red, and the color gradually deepened. After his eyes were completely covered with bright red, a low, completely inhuman roar came from Melvin's mouth.

"Crack, snap, snap"

The hemp rope, which was as thick as a thumb, snapped under the force of the force.

"Are you Melvin? Or?"

The only answer he received was a crazy roar.

……

Three minutes later, Zhang Fan squatted at the door with his sword in his arms, green smoke curling up.

Burning blood and ghost hands, both are extremely dangerous.

Ghost Hand: The body invaded by ghosts and gods mutates, and the twisted left hand looks like a demon's arm, so it is called Ghost Hand.People with ghost hands can communicate with ghosts and gods and borrow their power.The price is to be eroded by the will of ghosts and gods.

Burning Blood: As the name suggests, it is burning crazy blood. It is the ability obtained by the berserker who sold his soul to Kazan, the ghost god of destruction, in order to pursue power.Use madness to suppress the ghost hands to get rid of the erosion of ghosts and gods.But in terms of danger, it is even better than the erosion of ghosts and gods in the hands of ghosts.

And to introduce such a dangerous thing into the body, or into the body of an ordinary person, can be said to be a narrow escape from death, no, to be precise, it should be ten deaths without a life.And this is why Zhang Fan chose Melvin.Isn't it right for a murderer to do some experiments to make up for his sins?

This is Zhang Fan's idea of ​​using the remaining energy of criminals, but why, why does he feel depressed?Do you regret it?Maybe a little, but if he could do it again, I guess he would do the same.

But why is he depressed?After thinking about it, Zhang Fan finally understood that it was not Melvin's death that made him depressed, but the look in Melvin's eyes when he looked at the ceiling.

There is no hope, no despair, nothing, only a void left. At a glance, it seems that everything can be seen, and it seems that there is a void where nothing can be seen.

[Is this the look you get when you lose the meaning of living?I don't know what the meaning of my existence is, but until I find it, I will try my best to live until I find him. 】

After finding the target, Zhang Fan sat quietly. He was obviously not straight, and even his slightly curved back gave people the feeling of being straight and slender.

half a month later

It's still that inconspicuous little house, and it's still smartly dressed.

"You are so hardworking!" Melinda said with some admiration.

It was clear that every sword was made with all his strength, but every sword was silent, like a ghost suddenly appearing in front of you in the night, taking away your life with a light claw.Even Melinda, who didn't understand swordsmanship, knew that this was different from the swordsmanship in this world.

"It seems like you are in trouble. What, do you need my help?"

Zhang Fan was still waving the long sword to himself. After experiencing Melvin's incident, he had not developed the power of ghosts, gods and blood for a long time.However, he did not stop practicing swordsmanship and wave power at all.It can be said that he didn't even work so hard for the college entrance examination.

"We have encountered some trouble. Does Stark Industries know about it?" Colson asked directly.

"Stark? Are you talking about the arms seller?" Zhang Fan stopped.

"Do you know each other?" Colson asked with interest.To be honest, he was really looking forward to what would happen when a genius from the scientific world met a mage from the mysterious side.

"I know him, but he doesn't know me." Zhang Fan curled his lips. It was impossible for him not to be jealous of such a rich and handsome man.However, in order to keep his sarcastic side from appearing as much as possible, Zhang Fan still said this sentence in mocking words, but even a fool could hear the sourness in it.

"Maybe you can become good friends." Coulson still wanted to see what interesting things would happen when the two met.

"Maybe." Zhang Fan replied casually, "When you mention him, don't you just want to know if he and I know each other?"

"It's like this. Tony Stark, the chairman of Stark Industries, is missing. We want to see if there is any way to find him." When it came to business, Melinda became serious.

"Looking for me? Mystery?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Yes, occultism. After all, our understanding of occultism is limited to legends and myths."

"Then you have found the wrong person." Zhang Fan replied helplessly.The mysticism that was mentioned casually at the beginning was really taken into consideration.Although there is indeed mysticism in this world, such as the Ancient One, the Ancient One, and the Ancient One.Zhang Fan was very curious about the inner story of this existence that transcended time and space and could confront a plane, and that such a ridiculous thing as death could happen.

"Aren't there some magical things in occult science? For example, divination? Astrology?" As she spoke, Melinda took out a shirt that smelled slightly of sweat, and a crystal ball the size of a football without any impurities. "Do you think this is enough? Tony Stark's tight-fitting shirt and the divination crystal ball unearthed from the tomb."

"I think you guys have misunderstood something!" Zhang Fan said helplessly, covering his forehead with his hands.

(I'm sorry for yesterday's interrupted update, and then I'm also sorry for today's late update. Sorry, everyone!)