Martin Variety in American Comics

"It seems that you don't need my help!"

Death thought Martin would make some more specific requests.

"Then you really underestimated me!"

Martin put on a helmet, and the mask showed the appearance of a ghost with green face and fangs, and his voice became very ethereal, as if it came from a distant place.

"No one is more familiar with things like felling mountains and destroying temples than the Yellow Turban Army. When other Taoists are still staring at the wild ghosts in the mountains, we have already overthrown the gods of Han Court."

Martin shouted loudly, and yellow smoke surged on his body, reaching the Yellow Sky.

Burn your body and pray to the Yellow Sky!

The Yellow Sky unfolded majestically, and souls descended from the heaven. At the beginning, these souls were just some skinny hungry men, with dark skin, skin wrapped around bones, swaying, and seemed to fall down if the wind blew.

"The blue sky is dead, and the yellow sky should be established!"

Martin raised the spear in his hand and smashed it hard on the ground, like a general leading the army in front of the battle, roaring.

The energy of Huang Tian rolled, connecting Martin with countless souls. The originally skinny souls expanded rapidly. In the blink of an eye, they became fat and strong, with bright eyes.

Zhang Jue stepped forward and gently shook the nine-section staff. Countless talismans fell from the sky and landed on the souls, turning into solid iron armor and swords and guns flashing with cold light.

Those Taiping Dao monks wearing Taoist robes also wore iron armor, holding a steel knife in one hand and a whisk in the other hand, chanting and praying to Huang Tian, ​​sending down rolling yellow smoke and falling on the soldiers to add magic to them.

"Cang Tian is dead, Huang Tian should be established!"

Martin felt the power from the Yellow Turban Army. Even without using magic, his body swelled a lot. He shouted this sentence again, but this time he was not shouting to Huang Tian, ​​but to the entire underworld.

The Yellow Turban army called by Martin had already prepared their armor, weapons and spells. They formed a tight military formation, spread out to both sides, and began to wrap the ghost country in front of them.

When Martin, the leader, called out, the soldiers began to respond to the call of the commander.

"The year is Jiazi, and the world is auspicious!"

A roar like waves sounded, like a giant swinging an axe to directly tear open the chaos of the underworld, releasing the majesty of Huang Tian.

Many lives in the underworld are staring at this ghost country. They can't see the death that is unwilling to show up, and think that this matter is only led by Martin alone.

This ghost country can shuttle between the Yin and Yang worlds and live safely now, which is also famous.

Those old guys living in the underworld all regarded this matter as some kind of talk, and even started to open a bet, betting on how Martin, a guy who looks gorgeous, will die in the end.

Although living in the underworld has gained immortality, it is too boring here, and there is nothing to entertain at all.

But when the Yellow Turban Army arrived, this army that once rushed to the Han court like a moth to a flame and finally tore the sky apart showed its majesty. Those old guys hiding in the dark were frightened by this army that called itself "moth thieves".

In the roar of the Yellow Turban Army, they really saw the sky torn apart, countless gods fell to the earth, and then were dismembered by swords and magic, and then torn apart by the shaking Huangtian Qi.

The past history unfolded in front of them, and even affected the ghosts and gods in the underworld. Their bodies began to collapse, and even the bodies of ghosts and gods could no longer be maintained.

Death looked at the unfolding Huangtian army, just raised his hand to support his chin, and was not shocked by the so-called Huangtian.

No matter how far away the sky is, there will be a day when it falls. Although she has never seen this kind of "sky" from other worlds, she has seen similar creations, nothing new.

After watching for a while, Death left here.

Martin didn't pay attention to death. He put all his energy into arranging the troops. He changed the usual dense military formation of the Huangtian army and let them keep a distance, maintain enough space between each other, and surround the entire ghost country.

"With such a formation, even if there are talismans engraved on the strong bows, I am afraid that it will not be able to cover the entire ghost country! If there are any omissions, there will be fish that slip through the net. After today, they will inevitably come to trouble you."

Zhang Jue only took a glance and saw the problem of this formation. He was worried about Martin's future safety.

"Master Zhang, don't worry. Since there are not enough bows and arrows, use firearms to supplement them!"

Martin took out his musket, and the Huangtian Qi flowed, forming a large number of muskets and artillery, which fell into the hands of various soldiers.

His mind flowed, and various methods of using firearms and supporting tactics were passed to the minds of various soldiers along with the spell of the Burning Body God.

"Fire, blow it up!"

Firearms are convenient. Although the soldiers under Martin's command have never touched these things, they will be familiar with them after two rounds of bombing.

Anyway, they have the support of Huang Tian, ​​so they have no shortage of bullets and shells. Even if they die, they can still walk the path of gods.

At Martin's command, the army got busy. The soldiers pushed the cannons engraved with prayers, exorcisms, and guidance to the front of the formation, and then stuffed the shells filled with various gunpowder into the barrels.

The Taiping Dao monk used thunder magic to hit the barrel, and the cannon was triggered instantly.

Boom, boom, boom

The continuous explosions sounded in the underworld, and the sound spread thousands of miles, like thunder from heaven, shaking the ghosts and gods in the underworld trembling one by one, and running as far as they could.

The shells were fired, and flames spurted out, like tens of thousands of fire dragons flying out at the same time, directly hitting the ghost country.

This ghost country was drawn by death himself, and it also has the characteristics of both the yin and yang worlds, with thick land and borders, ensuring that the lives in it can be unaffected.

But when tens of thousands of shells hit the ghost country, thunder and flames burst out at the same time, shaking the ghost country directly, cracking the land, and the low-level ghosts living in it were killed in large numbers.

Those powerful ghosts looked at the flames that had not dissipated for a long time, trying to stabilize their bodies that were trembling because of thunder, and looked at their old friends.

"What should we do now?"

The ghost god whose tentacles were blown off by Martin with a musket before appeared in human form. He was a feminine man with a pale face and a black veil covering his face.

"It's all your fault. Before you go out to eat people, can't you choose a good place?"

"That's right, that's right. We're done for by attracting such an evil star!"

"Or, just throw this bastard with many tails out. Maybe it can calm the anger of that Taoist priest!"

The ghosts and gods who spoke all maintained some animal forms, flying in the sky, swimming in the water, running on the ground, and everything else.

This is the sequelae of their inadequate practice and having to rely on eating people to survive.

The ghosts and gods, known as "many tails" with black veils covering their faces, were angry and were about to scold these bastards for not dying themselves.

"Enough, you haven't figured out yet, is someone here to collect debts from us?"

A Taoist priest in a black Taoist robe finally appeared. He was a complete human body, looked very kind, and tied his hair with a lotus crown.

As soon as he opened his mouth, all the ghosts and gods seemed to have thought of something and shut up instantly.

Their faces became very ugly, shaking their heads left and right, sighing, and just unwilling to speak.

Boom!

Another round of bombardment began, and this time it was not just the sound of thunder that entered the kingdom.

The defense that the ghosts and gods had spent countless efforts to build was destroyed in the artillery fire. The surging Danyang flames squeezed in from the gaps, using Yin Qi as fuel, and instantly turned into a raging fire, burning the pavilions and towers to ashes.

The ghosts living in it did not escape, they were covered by the flames, wailed a few times, and then turned into ghosts, disappeared without a trace and went to death.

"No, no, no!"

The ghosts and gods looked at everything that happened in their kingdom and trembled from the bottom of their hearts.

The young ghosts and gods collapsed and shouted: "I paid so much and gave up almost everything to get such an opportunity, not to live a life of neither human nor ghost for decades, and then be killed by thunder and fire."

"It's over!"

The Taoist priest who once prayed to death for a piece of land in the underworld looked at the collapse of the ghosts and gods around him, without any reaction, with a cold face, as if the life and death of these people had nothing to do with him.

"A thousand years ago, I begged that person to come to this land, and we agreed to set a thousand years as the boundary. Now that the time has come, she will naturally take this place back."

"What's more, you know how many living people you have eaten in order not to become lonely souls during this time."

"Karma, do you still want to escape?"

The ghosts and gods no longer care about the ghost country. They just want to survive. When they heard the Taoist say such words, they were angry and scolded:

"What a bullshit karma, you, a Taoist, talk about those bald donkeys, do you think you are noble?"

"We ate people, that's right! But since you knew it, you didn't stop us at that time, why are you pretending to be a good person now?"

"We have been in the same group for a long time. Death is coming, and none of us can escape it!"

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In the ghost country, a fire was raging, countless residents were killed by thunder, burned by flames, and finally ushered in a dead end, turned into ghosts, and then went to death.

The ghosts and gods hid in their small houses and surrounded the Taoist priest. They looked aggressive, but they had no confidence at all.

Letting them fight and kill and eat a person is a small matter.

But asking them to find a great god like Death to continue to maintain the ghost country, let alone the idea, they don’t even have the courage.

So they surrounded the Taoist priest, actually wanting to force this senior to find a way for them to survive.

The Taoist priest glanced at the ghosts and gods around him, and a trace of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth: "The general of the Taiping Dao just now was really right to scold you, you are just a bunch of useless cowards."

"At this point, you are still thinking about how to escape. I tell you the truth, I have no way out, and you have no way out. The only choice is how to die!"

After the Taoist priest said this, he swung his long sleeves, as if he had a force of ten thousand kilograms, and directly knocked all the ghosts and gods in front of him out, forcing a way out.

He strode out, raised his head and laughed: "After thousands of years, I have been with you guys and survived in this way. My old friend, if you see me like this in heaven, you will laugh your ass off."

"It's ridiculous, pitiful!"

"Mad, stupid! What are you talking about sudden enlightenment now? Why are you pretending!"

The later ones did not have the cultivation of the Taoist priest. They only thought about how to survive, so they naturally thought that the Taoist priest was pretending.

They cursed secretly, looked at the people around them vigilantly, and then dispersed, using their own methods to escape this disaster.

Outside the ghost country!

In the third round, the barrier outside the ghost country completely collapsed, and the Yin soil was not involved, and began to stay away from the world.

The yin is strong and the yang is declining, and all the souls in the ghost country have begun to ghostly. Those gorgeous pavilions and pavilions have become dilapidated in the instant.

"The living may not be born, the deceased may not die! Leave a residual body, and can you feel at ease?"

Martin looked at the declined ghost country and looked down on the choice of these guys.

"Holding fire!"

As soon as he raised his hand, he stopped before the battle and then bombarded with a cannon: "There is no ghost in the ghost country, there are only some ghosts left. The battalions sent troops to fight, each hunting. The soul flying is scattered. "

Martin ordered that the shelling immediately before Huang Tian Dajun, and the battalions began to choose the elite soldiers to hunt the ghosts and gods hidden by themselves.

"This is the last!"

Zhang Jiao looked at the busy army and suddenly spoke, with a little bit of embarrassment.

He always pays attention to the time of the Yang. At this moment, when the world is in the twilight, the things in the underworld are resolved, and Martin will be resolved this day.

"Zhang Shi, you can actually not go back."

Martin, who was commanded the army, heard Zhang Jiao's sigh, and said this subconsciously.

Although this Huang Tian has been forgotten in the history of youth, it is not difficult for Martin to find it out and leave it.

Zhang Jiao shook his head: "You still ridiculed these ghosts and gods to love the so -called world, and it was stupid people to do stupid things. Why did you change it?"

"I am not familiar with that group of guys, and if I change it to me, there must be a smarter way to achieve this goal."

Martin shook his head gently, of course, the standards for enemies and friends were of course different.

"No need!"

After all, Zhang Jiao is not a vulgar person: "If I am gone, how can you let Huang Tian's minister survive."

"Martin, if you really want me to leave with peace of mind, let me see the most powerful generals of Taiping Road again!"

"good!"

Martin smiled slightly, put away the musket, pulled out the shield and long gun.

Oh!

He took a step, transformed into yellow smoke, and Huang Tian descended to bless.

The spiritual light rose, all over the world, and directly penetrated the mourning and anger of the yin, and the ghost was empty.

This is the fall of God!

"Zhang Shi, you are optimistic!"

Martin sang, his body continued to swell, like mountains. He raised his liquid in his hand, and was infected with the long gun like the sky, and smashed directly down.

Click!

The Yin soil carrying this ghost country for thousands of years was instantly fractured. The remaining ghosts were swept by divine power. They just felt that the power was mighty. I seemed to be crushed by the stone and directly turned into a powder, disappearing in the yin.

Those ghosts who thought they could hide seeing the divine power came from each other, scaring the six gods to jump out of the top of her head, not to disguise, and escaped with all means, just to avoid the long gun falling from the top of the head.

The soldiers of Huang Tian Dajun immediately played and began to hang these ghosts and gods, so as not to go to the world to do evil again.

Only the master of this ghost country, the Taoist priest, did not avoid it.

He was eroded by the yin, half a man and half a ghost, but he was not as weird as other ghosts and gods. He was still like a person, watching the divine humanized Martin quietly.

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