The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

"Griff, this is your only choice. The chance may be only one percent, but it is the only chance." Green said, "Are you betting? You should believe in your own strength. After all, you said you have good melee capabilities." On par with your old friend Roja."

"My legs are weak now. The one you have in your hand is a specially modified 00 version...its power..."

"I'll give you ten seconds. If a huge sum of money doesn't arrive in my account, I will fire several times without giving you any chance."

In seven seconds, just seven seconds, Griff transferred a large amount of assets. Green checked and found that the assets totaled 10 million US dollars.

"This is all I have." Griff said sweatingly, "Now, lend me that sword."

"It's so cold, so wipe your sweat. Your condition will make your already slim chance of survival even slimmer."

Green said and threw the sword.

After catching the knife, Griff took the knife out of his body tremblingly, waiting for Green to shoot.

"I would like to remind you that the width and length of a knife that has been removed from the body will be reduced, and the probability of blocking bullets will also be reduced." Green said.

"Thank you...thank you for reminding me." After listening to Green's words, Grif put the knife back into its sheath, and decided to use the sheath to block it.

Green took a deep breath and pointed his gun at Grif.

Grif knew that Green was about to shoot. At that moment, his eyes changed and became extremely sharp, and his throat roared.

"I saw it, I saw it"

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"I read..."

The moment the gun sprayed out flames, the sound suddenly stopped, and the bullet penetrated Griff's throat.

"What did you see?" Green scratched his head, looking confused.

With a plop, Grif fell into the thin snow, his eyes wide open.

He did later see bullets shooting out of the muzzle, but his body had no corresponding function to react.

Did you see the bullet?

It's one thing to see it, but another thing to be able to block it.

Green got up and wanted to walk back. It was not far from Grief's camp, but it would still take half an hour to walk.

Grif actually dragged my body so far, he really wanted me to die without seeing my body.

"Stop, Green." A hoarse voice came from behind. It was a familiar voice that was no longer familiar.

That was... Griff's voice.

Isn't Grif already dead? The location where the shot hit was a location where one could not make a sound before death.

Green looked back and saw Grif staggering to his feet, his movements stiff and his eyes dull.

"Did you call me?"

Green responded with a smile. He turned around and remained calm. There were too many strange things in this world, and he was no longer the young bird who made a fuss about everything he encountered.

"Ah," Griff roared, stretched out his hands and rushed towards Green quickly, viciously and violently.

Green didn't blink, and with a smile on his face, he pointed his pistol at Griff's head.

Bang, blood splattered everywhere, and Griff's headless body fell forward while running and fell to the ground, and then never moved again.

White smoke was coming from the muzzle of the gun. Green blew it, but he felt strange about the power of the gun. Grif's specially modified 00 was much more powerful than the one in Loha, but it didn't seem to be the same. To the point where he can blow someone's head open with one shot.

So what happened just now?

After thinking about it, I can only conclude that Griff's head turned into an explosive, and why he can stand up again after death is a mystery.

"But, there is still one thing that is illogical." Green murmured, "Griff is a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. Even if he has the ability to resurrect, why don't he wait for me to leave and live in an ignoble way? He rushed over to die unarmed. Really Is that what he would do?”

In other words, the Griff who just stood up is no longer Griff.

But he knew my name was Green, and I was obviously more than just a walking corpse.

Is he being controlled by someone? The Necromancer in the story seems to know how to do this, but does it exist in the Marvel world?

Green thought of Ellie and of Ines, the God of Fear.

Has she not left yet, hiding in the dark to control? Maybe she is not a small role, I have to be more cautious.

Green put the gun away when he suddenly heard a faint noise in the distance. He raised his head and looked intently, but didn't see anything unusual.

Quiet, not even the sound of wind. The noise just now was not obvious. Was it just an auditory hallucination?

Green walked for a while in the direction where the noise came from, and found nothing out of the ordinary. Not even a corner of clothing could be seen behind each big tree.

"Even if you can control the corpse, you don't have to be nearby. I don't know her magic. It's better to go back quickly now."

On the way back, Green picked up the felled log. Green thought it would be more strenuous for him, but it turned out to be the opposite. It was easier than expected.

I thought about what Black Cat said.

After each resurrection, not only will there be a reward to choose from, but various attributes will also increase slightly, and the strength will naturally improve slightly.

Most of the people in the camp had already rested. Three men who had not returned to the house were standing not far away from the big bonfire, talking about something. In front of the bonfire, there were two little girls squatting, their sister Lindsay and the maid Sylvie.

Green understood that the wooden house would be very cold without a heating source on winter nights, and it would even be better to have a bonfire outside.

When the three men saw Green coming back against a thick log in the middle of the night, they all showed a little surprise. Then they made a few gestures to each other and walked back to their respective homes.

Lindsay and Sylvie had their backs to Green. Before they could see Green, Green smiled and greeted them as they walked: "Lindsay, Sylvie."

"Brother" Lindsay was very happy to see Green, so she got up and ran towards Green.

This running was not a trot. This speed was completely comparable to the rapid running of an adult, or even faster than that. In the blink of an eye, he ran into Green's arms and hugged Green's waist.

At this time, Green was still carrying a log weighing at least 100 kilograms. He was shaken by the impact and almost lost his balance.

"Hey, please be gentle. Didn't I tell you that I wasn't in any danger?"

"Humph, I almost believed it."

Lindsay clenched her fist and lightly punched Green in the abdomen, took two steps back and said, "Brother, I am the greatest female warrior. I know that he is my brother, so he is also very powerful, but I will not let you take such risks again." Yes, because through this incident I learned a truth.”

"Oh, what did you realize again?"

Green smiled. Lindsay always likes to understand something, not just principles, but also swordsmanship and moves. She used to come over and say that she had understood this and that, for example, she had understood the primary secret of Wu Dao Feng, and she had understood Yan Fan. What is the starting position, these obscure things.

Lindsay blinked her watery eyes and expressed her realization this time: "No matter how powerful a person is, he will be knocked unconscious."

Green laughed. He still remembered that he had lied to his sister that he had been knocked unconscious.

Indeed, Lindsay, who has understood this truth, will definitely not unconditionally believe that she will be fine no matter what danger she encounters, but there is nothing wrong with this. Drawing inferences from one example, she understands that the strongest female warrior can also be knocked unconscious, which is good for her. benefit.

"Why did he knock his brother unconscious? Was he planning to harm him?" Lindsay asked.

"Well... of course not. I'm still talking nicely. It's just a trivial dispute. It's over. Don't think about it too much." Green said with a smile.

Seeing what Green said, Lindsay gave up the idea of ​​revenge.

Green knew that his sister still obeyed him most of the time and was never that kind of willful young lady.

"Lindsay, is John okay?"

"Well...Dr. Strange said it's fine."

"Okay, you and Sylvie continue to warm the fire, and I'll warm up the house before you come back." Green said.

"Ah."

After unloading the logs in front of the cabin, Green wiped the sweat from his head and then began to split the logs.

When everything was done, the wooden house was ignited with warmth again. Green took a long breath and suddenly his heart skipped a beat.

Strangely, Xiao Hei didn't come back.

I remember that Xiao Hei was outside looking at me before, but after I was resurrected, I didn't see any trace of him.

Now it seems that it did not return to the wooden house, so where did it go?

Or maybe it didn't go anywhere at all, but was captured by the woman named Ellie... I seemed to hear a cat meowing in the snow forest before...

Taking out his mobile phone, Green searched for God-fearing terms, trying to get some knowledge about God-fearing words.

The God of Fear is said to be a god who collects fear and gains strength from fear. There are very few believers. It is said that to become a believer of this god and gain strength from it, you have to complete three things. The completion of each thing will increase the God of Fear. Trust allows believers to obtain some magic.

The three things are: kill his father, kill his first three spouses, kill ten newborn babies he gave birth to and sacrifice them into demon babies.

When all three things are completed, the Terror God will fully descend and the world will... Of course, this is just a recorded legend.

When Green saw this, his heart moved. Who wrote this entry?

Looking at the lower right corner, the person who wrote the information related to fear of gods is the master of occultism, Erwin Peter.

"This god of fear is indeed not a good thing. He actually asks his followers to kill their fathers and husbands. Based on what Ellie has done so far, the article is very credible."

Is this why Ellie wanted to kill her father? Indeed, if she is such a believer, she will not let it go if she finally gets the opportunity to kill her father.

If this information is accurate, before she killed her father, she should have been just an ordinary woman who believed in fearing gods. But now it is different. Her father is dead. According to the information, she should have understood some of the magic. No longer an ordinary person.

Would killing the first three spouses be the first three men she had sex with? In that case, my brother...

Green's forehead was dripping with sweat. He knew, even if John didn't say it, he knew why his brother cut off the woman's fingers.

John, who has frequent contact with Ellie, may have noticed something abnormal about Ellie.

How could John not notice anything strange if a person who believed in sorcery and wanted to kill you was by your bedside every day?

Not only did John notice it, but he might have had a conflict with Ellie. The result of this conflict was that Ellie's ring finger was cut off.

It's dangerous... She has become stronger now, and her next target must be John

I need to go to Dr. Strange immediately.

"Ah" a short scream came from outside the house, a female voice.

The scream made Green's heart beat violently. There are currently only two women in the Grif camp, the maid Sylvie and her sister Lindsay Fisk.

Green was in the wooden house. He stood up and rushed out. When he reached the door, Green stopped.

Will there be an ambush on both sides of the door?

The situation is a bit urgent at the moment and there is not much time to think about it.

In just two seconds, Green thought about what might happen outside. Logically speaking, Grif was dead and Loha was dead. They were the only two people with minions in the camp. Who would be against Lin? The match is unfavorable

Did Ellie leave and come back? Indeed, Lindsay is my sister and also John's sister. She wanted to attack John, so tying Lindsay was a normal choice.

Combined with Xiao Hei's disappearance, could they all be the same person?

There was no time to think too much. Whether there was an ambush on both sides of the door, I had to rely on my eyes.

The true eye.

In an instant, Green's eyes disappeared, replaced by bloodshot whites.

The thick wooden wall was instantly seen through. Green was inside the house, but he had a clear and unobstructed view of the situation outside.

There were no ambushes on either side of the door, and the big bonfire in the distance was still burning brightly. Sylvie squatted there and shivered.

Seeing this, Green withdrew his vision, no longer hesitated, and pushed the door open.

"Sylvie." He quickly rushed to the bonfire. Green saw Sylvie slowly turning her head. Her eyes were empty. Under the passive effect of the Eye of True Sight, Green clearly observed Sylvie in the darkness. There was a palm mark on his face, as if he had been slapped.

"Master..." Sylvie's voice was so weak and powerless.

Sylvie's eyes became even more lifeless. She was like this at the beginning. But after spending time with Green and Lindsay, she gradually relaxed a little and looked a little more alive. But now...

Did something just happen that triggered her memory?

"What just happened, where's Lindsay?" Green asked.

"I am... going to be punished..." Sylvie's voice was weak and weak, and Green could barely hear it clearly.

What does it mean to be punished? Who is qualified to be punished? For what reason?

No, Sylvie's choice of words was probably wrong.

Sylvie was once a slave and would interpret inhumane things like being tortured as punishment, so the meaning of punishment in her mouth would be

That slap mark...I understand, it may have nothing to do with Ellie, it's entirely because someone in the camp knew I was dead and started to take action against Lindsay.

Although Sylvie is also pretty, most men are not interested in her because of the scars on her face.

"Where are they going?" Green asked in a deep voice.

Just with Sylvie's nonsensical words, Green explained what had just happened. He no longer had to ask unnecessary questions, only the most important ones.

Sylvie raised her slightly trembling arm and pointed to the northwest.

To the northwest of Camp Griff, the chief and police officers basically live there, and Randy also lives there.

Is Randy going to take revenge and kidnap Lindsay? No, I can't think about this kind of thing for more than a second. I understand his character. He is not that kind of person. Even if he has lust for Lindsay, he has no courage.

"A person" Green asked Sylvie again.

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