Marvel's Magic Master

"Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger!"

George closed his eyes tightly, listening to the movement on the bed next to him, and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Yes, this couple in their thirties and approaching forty are the parents of his incarnation in this life.

Although this baby only has half a year's memory, George has obtained a lot of useful information through all the information the baby has seen and heard during the past six months.

First of all, through the conversations between his parents and relatives and friends, he has roughly parsed the language of this place and can understand the investment issues his parents have just discussed.

Secondly, it was precisely because he had figured out the language that he also learned some things from the conversations he had heard in the past six months.

The place where he was located was Tingen City, a small northern city belonging to Ahowa County of the Kingdom of Loen in the northern continent.

His parents belong to the middle class in this small town. They got married ten years ago and only this year did they finally have their first child, him.

Finally, both his parents believed in a church called the God of Steam and Machinery.

"No wonder it took you ten years to have a child. It seems there is a reason for that."

Five minutes later, there was no movement on the bed next door, and it was obvious that the fight was over.

An hour later, realizing that his parents had fallen asleep, George quietly got up, jumped lightly to the head of the bed, reached out and pressed on his parents' heads, which physically made them fall into a deeper sleep.

The purpose of doing this is to ensure that the two will not wake up before dawn.

After doing all this, he went to the window again, picked up the small blanket that he had used to cover himself, and jumped down.

He certainly didn't intend to leave his home in this world just like that. Currently, this home was a good place for him to hide his identity, so he was not in a hurry to give it up.

Besides, since I have obtained someone else's child's body as my clone, I must give something in return.

Therefore, his real purpose of going out now is to eliminate the hidden dangers and avenge the baby of his original body.

You know, all the clones he occupied were basically dead lives.

This little baby is no exception.

In other words, if it weren't for his soul occupying this body, when Jack and Chris entered the room, they would not see a sleeping baby, but a dead baby who was no longer breathing.

Through the baby's memory, George knew that it was not a natural death, but a murder.

The murderer was wearing a tuxedo and a clown mask. He climbed into the room through the window and used special powers to stop the baby's heartbeat, disguising it as a natural heart arrest.

After finishing, he quietly left through the window.

"This way!"

Wrapping a small blanket around his waist to cover his small penis that was exposed due to his open-crotch pants, George sniffed his nose and chased towards the west of the city.

Although he could not use the tracking spell or lock onto the murderer with his mental power, he still had a body as powerful as a god.

Just by relying on his sense of smell, he could easily track the scent of the murderer, who had disappeared for nearly an hour.

George left a trail of afterimages on the roofs of the houses in Tingen.

Soon, after crossing half of the city, he found the murderer.

"Interesting, is this the power system of this world?"

After finding the murderer, George did not show up immediately, but hid on the roof of a house in the distance, using his extraordinary eyesight to observe.

It's not that he was worried about the opponent's strength, but now the murderer was fighting with others, and it was not an ordinary fight, but involved extraordinary power. So he planned to watch the show first and learn about the extraordinary power in this world.

In the conversations between his parents and relatives, he did not hear any discussion about some extraordinary powers and events, indicating that ordinary people might not be able to access these.

If the murderer was killed by those people, he wouldn't have to show up again.

In the open space of the warehouse in the distance, the murderer wearing a clown mask was fighting with a group of six people.

He can summon fire, use paper figures as his stand-ins to block damage, and shoot air bullets out of thin air that are as powerful as bullets.

And the six people who fought with him were not ordinary people.

Some can use poetry to influence the enemy, some have strong bodies and extraordinary close combat abilities, and some are armed with guns and have accurate shooting skills.

Under the siege of six people, the murderer wearing a clown mask, although strong, soon fell into a disadvantage.

However, just as he was controlled by the singing and was about to be shot dead, a very tragic howl suddenly came from the warehouse in front of them, accompanied by evil energy fluctuations.

It was because of this scream that the murderer wearing a clown mask was affected and broke free from the control of the song. He barely avoided the vital parts and was hit in the stomach by a bullet.

Taking advantage of the unusual movement in the warehouse, the murderer wearing a clown mask quickly evacuated, holding his stomach, and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it, these Night Watchmen from the Church of Darkness are really hard to deal with!"

The murderer wearing a clown mask did not retreat immediately after escaping into the darkness. Instead, he reached out to his left arm and used his magician's ability to transfer damage to transfer the gunshot in his stomach to his left arm.

At the same time, he took out a crystal pendant from his sleeve and quickly performed a divination:
"Fortunately, there is still a chance."

The sound just coming from the warehouse indicated that Riel Bieber, who was hiding in the warehouse, had lost control and turned into a monster, and would definitely have a fight with those night watchmen soon.

He could just hide nearby and reap the benefits, and then take back the Antigonus family notes after both sides were defeated.

Just in case, he also consulted a fortune teller, and the result indicated that there was danger, but it was not great.

Sure enough, just as he expected, the door of the warehouse exploded.

Riel Bibb, who was over two meters tall and had completely transformed into a humanoid monster, was covered in grayish-white rotten mucus. He launched a frantic attack on the six Nighthawks.

However, before he could feel happy that things were going in the direction he expected, he suddenly heard a very childish and resentful voice behind him.

"Give me back my life. Give me back my life."

Suddenly, his body shuddered, and he swung his right hand quickly, turning the note into a flaming whip, and turned around and lashed it hard.

"How can it be!"

Then, when he saw the scene behind him, his pupils suddenly shrank and an expression of fear and disbelief appeared on his face.

His flames did not hit anyone because the opponent's figure was much smaller than he expected, and the long whip of fire passed directly over the opponent's head.

In fact, this was not enough to scare him. What scare him was that this person was actually a baby standing there, the baby he had killed with his own hands more than an hour ago.

"Shocking or not, unexpected or not!"

George smiled and his figure flashed. He had already circled behind the murderer wearing the clown mask again and knocked him to the ground with a knife.

He did not kill the murderer because he wanted to use him to obtain some important information.

(End of this chapter)