American Comics: When the Police Comes to Knock on the Door

The golden light solidly entered Richard's body.

Zhou Cheng opened his eyes. Due to the stimulation of the bright light just now, everything he saw was blurry and shimmering. He had a headache and a bit of nausea, the aftereffects of the bright light.

At this time, Richard's appearance completely changed. He was originally 1 meters tall and now at least 7 meters tall. His already strong body became more condensed, his short black hair turned golden, and his eyes were cold and indistinguishable. Any emotion exists in it.

His original clothes disappeared during the process, and now he is wearing a large open sleeveless robe with a white background and gold patterns. It is wide and narrow like an inverted triangle from the shoulders to the waist. The waist is tightened by a gold ribbon. The hem is above the knee, with slits on both sides of the thighs, the front is narrow and the back is wide, and the front is short and the back is long. Wear white-bottomed gold-edged bloomers, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, loose at the top and tight at the bottom, with straps tightening from the legs to the ankles. Wearing a pure white hooded cloak over his shoulders, the brim of the hat passes over the eyebrow line but does not block his eyes. Bare feet on the ground, no shoes or socks, bare arms, muscles gnarled.

The broken sword was still stuck in his open chest.

At this time, Richard could feel that the endless power in his body seemed to be mixed with a relatively weak force, and it was this weak force that turned into the clothes on his body.

Richard looked at Zhou Cheng. He walked up to Zhou Cheng, raised his right hand and slapped Zhou Cheng gently.

Zhou Cheng, whose vision was blurred, watched as the figure standing there suddenly appeared in front of him like a teleport, and then nothing happened, because this was his last consciousness.

Zhou Cheng's whole head became shredded because of this slap, and red, white, and yellow were scattered all over the wall like spray.

Infinite power, order in power, its power is infinite.

Richard frowned, his eyes flickered, and then Zhou Cheng's body and the fragments that had just been sprayed out began to ignite with white flames. The flame seemed to only burn what Richard wanted to burn and did no harm to other items. Burned out, leaving no ashes.

The fire of justice, the wrath of justice, never goes out.

Then Richard grasped the hilt of the sword on his chest with both hands and pulled out the sword with force. During the process of drawing the sword, the original iron sword became shattered, but white light rushed out from it and condensed into a white and golden light-cast long sword. Richard learned the name of the sword, it was called "The Sword of Themis"

The sword of judgment, order holds the sword and cuts off everything.

As Richard pulled the sword out, he could feel the already relatively weak power in his body becoming weaker.

Suddenly, a sense of danger made his soul tremble.

There seemed to be an opening somewhere in his soul, and a consciousness accompanied by infinite power began to erode his soul. Richard's soul tried its best to resist.

At this time, Richard's consciousness was very strange. He was him, but he was not him. Because his soul was trying its best to resist the erosion of consciousness, it seemed that his consciousness was separated from his soul. He is still who he is and everything he does is his decision. But that's not him, because his decision seems to be based on some kind of instinct, not what he really wants to do. This feels terrible.

If you want to expel this consciousness that is eroding his soul, you must expel this force at the same time, because this power and consciousness are one, but this is not simple. Richard had to synchronize his consciousness and soul to issue this order, but now Richard's soul had no time to care.

Instinctively, Richard dismissed the lightsaber in his hand, and this weak force returned to Richard's body. Although this weak force did not help Richard resist the invading consciousness, it slightly slowed down the invading consciousness. With such speed, Richard's soul unified with his own consciousness in an instant, expelling the infinite power.

Two forces left Richard's body at the same time.

The clothes on his body disappeared, and the naked Richard knelt on the ground, breathing heavily.

"What's the matter."

Although this power has been expelled, Richard can feel that the consciousness is still eroding towards his soul all the time, but it is extremely weak and his soul can resist it. But as time goes by, he will only end up becoming a puppet.

There is no free lunch in the world. But Richard didn't understand why that consciousness chose him, and why it didn't directly control Richard when he was dragged into its world.