In American comics, drawing cards reveals wave-particle duality

Jonathan's five senses reached their peak at this moment——

He could clearly feel the ionized molecules produced when the plasma beam cut through the air, and could hear the screams of energy as it raged through the air.

The body's reaction was faster than the mind. The black symbiote's texture was reorganized countless times in an instant, and its body twisted and deformed in the air.

"Whoosh-"

The scorching plasma beam brushed across his twisted body, leaving a trail of burning marks in the air.

The radiation responded immediately to the control of the mind, and countless fine scaly structures emerged on the surface.

These structures vibrate continuously at a microscopic level, forming a liquid shield.

The dazzling plasma beam hit the barrier with a teeth-grinding hissing sound, and was then strangely deflected and reflected.

"Tsk, another one looking for death?"

There was a hint of amusement in Jonathan's voice, but there was a glimmer of morbid excitement in his eyes.

The heterochromatic eyes glowed strangely in the moonlight, and the silhouette of a bird-man was reflected in the pupils.

He snapped his fingers, and the sound was particularly crisp in the silent night sky.

Almost at the same time, his back squirmed and the surface surged like liquid. Along with a wet tearing sound, several thick tentacles broke out of his body.

They weaved quickly in the air, forming a huge black curtain that enveloped the vultures high in the sky.

"not good!"

The vulture immediately realized the danger, and the thrusters at the tips of its mechanical wings instantly burst out at maximum power.

The dazzling blue plasma flame drew a graceful arc in the night sky, and the high temperature caused the surrounding air to begin to distort.

The Vulture in this dimension is a retired mercenary. His reactions are perfect and his movements are smooth and fluid, and he has obviously undergone countless combat trainings.

But in front of Jonathan, he was just a simple birdman.

No threat...

"Birdman... where the hell do you think you, Yun Zhongjun, are going to run?"

Before he finished his words, one of the tentacles suddenly grew rapidly, reaching an extremely fast speed.

The air was torn apart in an instant, making a deafening sonic boom.

The tentacle accurately wrapped around the vulture's mechanical wings, and countless tiny barbs immediately appeared on the surface.

The sound of metal tearing was extremely harsh, and the mechanical wings were deformed and broken under the violent twisting of the tentacles.

The specially reinforced alloy material was torn apart like paper, revealing the intricate wiring and pipes underneath.

Electric sparks jumped wildly at the fracture, and dazzling blue hydraulic oil spurted out.

The vulture lost its balance and flipped wildly in the air, leaving a trail of sparks and oil.

And in this chaos, Mysterio seized this fleeting opportunity.

The swarm of nanorobots that had been deployed throughout the streets woke up under his control.

Countless micro-robots flashed in the air, then gathered and reorganized at a dizzying speed, weaving a complex energy matrix in the air.

The ions move at high speed in the matrix and eventually condense into a plasma lightsaber made of pure energy.

The air around the blade was distorted by the high temperature, making an unsettling hum.

"die!"

Mysterio's voice was distorted by anger, and it sounded even more mechanical and cold when it came through the voice changer.

"The strength is not high, but the ignition point is quite high..."

But Jonathan just sneered contemptuously.

At the moment when the plasma lightsaber was about to hit him, his body suddenly liquefied and turned into a pool of separated black mucus. After the afterimage disappeared, the whole person appeared in another direction.

"I say... the tactics used by you villains are so old-fashioned..."

Jonathan's voice came from all directions, with a strange and coordinated resonance.

The ground began to shake abnormally, and then suddenly exploded.

"Boom!"

Dozens of hideous tentacles burst out from the cracks, each one several times thicker than the previous one.

At this moment, a shrill alarm sounded in Mysterio's tactical helmet, and various sensors flashed wildly.

He tried to control the nanorobots to build a defensive force field, but those tentacles emitted some special energy fluctuations that seriously interfered with the operation of electronic equipment.

Soon the combat suit began to have systemic failures and emit electronic noises.

"Go home early and take a shower and go to bed..."

In just a flash of time, the mysterious man suddenly noticed that there was a figure behind him.

A black tentacle precisely pierced into the gap of Mysterio's tactical helmet and connected directly to his nervous system.

In an instant, indescribable pain spread throughout the body, as if countless rusty and blunt knives were cutting back and forth in the body.

"what--!"

The shrill screams echoed in the streets.

Mysterio's proud helmet equipment is being peeled off piece by piece.

"No! This is the only way..."

Mysterio's fingers trembled as he reached for the controller at his waist, and despite the severe pain, he reluctantly pressed the emergency release button.

In an instant, countless tiny nozzles popped out from the gaps in his armor, and dark green poisonous mist gushed out like boiling water vapor, soon forming a deadly cloud of poisonous gas on the street.

"You're done!"

Mysterio growled in pain.

"This nerve agent acts directly on the brain's limbic system, triggering the most primitive fear response."

"Even your weird abilities can't resist the most basic physiological instincts!"

However, Jonathan stood in the poisonous fog without moving.

His figure began to become blurred, like a shadow flowing in the dark night.

When Mysterio tried to focus and see his opponent clearly, he suddenly realized that the figure in front of him could not be explained by common sense.

It was no longer a physical human being, but a distorted, indescribable entity with an unknown definition.

"you're right."

"Primal fears really can't be resisted."

"But have you ever thought about what else one would be afraid of when one becomes fear itself?"

"you……"

The mysterious man was speechless and felt suffocated.

The damaged gaps in his helmet were continuously sucking in poisonous gas, and the filtering system in his helmet had failed.

As the toxin seeped into his brain, his sanity began to rapidly unravel.

Under the influence of Jonathan's Cthulhu-like being, his deepest fears rushed into his consciousness like a flood that broke through a dam.

He saw countless distorted illusions:

His body was being disintegrated bit by bit by an unknown force, maggots were crawling under his skin, and countless single eyes were watching him in the darkness...

When people are speechless, they really want to laugh...

Jonathan just watched quietly.

He could feel his own fear growing stronger and stronger, and the Mysterio who was trying to kill himself was the best charger for him.

"I haven't done anything yet..."

At this moment, the seriously injured vulture suddenly fell from a high altitude, but at the moment of hitting the ground, the energy core on his chest suddenly burst out with dazzling light.