The Savior of American Comics? I'm the Subspace Evil God!

Chapter 216 Chapter 348 Chapter 349 Imprisoned Son of Hell? Wolverine's God-Level Sense of Smell

Outside the Akldama Monastery, which is blocked by layers of yellow cordons.

In an open space that had been leveled in advance, Carl and Bishop Warren McCoy, who was wearing a red priest robe, sat side by side on both sides of a round table.

On the round table was a pot of black tea and two exquisite teacups filled with tea.

Behind the two of them, a [First-Phase Thunder Warrior] and a clergyman dressed in black priest attire held up two huge parasols respectively to shield the two from the scorching sun pouring down from overhead.

"Mr. Mara, although angels often use the bodies of their agents to roam the human world, they never take the initiative to contact or communicate with the Vatican."

Bishop Warren McCoy said slightly embarrassedly, "So, we actually don't know the whereabouts of the other angel agents."

After saying this, Bishop Warren McCoy couldn't help but secretly glance at Carl who was sitting next to him.

For some reason, he felt an extremely strong sense of oppression from this young man.

Especially when he was caught in the other person's gaze, he had the illusion that he was completely naked and all his secrets were gone.

"What happened to the angel agent who died?"

Carl picked up the black tea and took a sip. The rich tea aroma immediately lingered on his tongue, and the taste was unexpectedly good.

"Ah, you mean Sister Grady..."

Bishop Warren McCoy thought for a moment and said truthfully, "Sister Grady is the person assigned by the Vatican to Akldama Monastery to look after the thirty silver coins."

"More than a decade ago, she unexpectedly received a blessing from an archangel and has since become an angel agent."

"Originally, upon learning of this news, the Vatican immediately wanted to recall her to [Ft. Gan], but for some unknown reason, Sister Grady firmly refused the Vatican's order..."

“Who would have thought that such a tragedy would happen in the end…Alas!!”

Bishop Warren McCoy sighed, a look of deep regret appearing on his face.

In fact, he didn't say the whole sentence.

Even after being rejected, the Holy See still did not give up the plan to recall Sister Grady back to [F Tiggan].

After all, this is the first time in history that a clergyman has been blessed by an angel within the Vatican, which has extremely far-reaching religious significance!

If they can persuade Sister Grady to return successfully, the influence of the [Fatican Church] in the hearts of Christians around the world will far surpass that of the other two major sects - [Orthodoxy] and [Protestantism].

So the Holy See made various attempts and efforts in secret.

Although all of them ultimately ended in failure, Sister Grady repeatedly used her [Angelic Power] to help the Church resolve crises... and even successfully captured two Devil's Sons! !
Therefore, the death of Sister Grady is a great loss to the entire Vatican.

They have to find out the real reason.

"hypocritical!"

Carl looked at Bishop Warren McCoy with a half-smile, and it was obvious that he had used his [psychic ability] to find out more real information about Sister Grady and the Holy See from the other party's mind.

For example, the truth behind Sister Grady being sent by the Holy See to the Akldama Monastery!

Don't underestimate [Fantigan] because it is a small place. The party struggles within it are extremely fierce and cruel.

Sister Grady, who had originally become a purple cardinal (one level lower than a red cardinal), was elected because she stood on the wrong side in the last "Pope battle".

Afterwards, he was severely ostracized and targeted by Bishop Warren McCoy and his followers, the new Pope, and was ultimately "exiled" to the Akldama Monastery!

It is no wonder that after becoming an angel's agent, he was unwilling to return to the Vatican no matter what.

In addition, there are many shameful secrets that are not allowed to be seen in public.

But what intrigued Carl the most was that in the Vatican's secret cell, there was actually a pair of half-human, half-demon siblings with the blood of the Hell Lord - Daemon Hellstorm and Satana Hellstorm! !

"Son of Satan? Hellstorm... Wait, they seem to be the children of Marduk Kurios, one of the Lords of Hell?"

"Hehe, if that's the case, then this is a nice unexpected gain!"

A cunning arc gradually appeared on the corner of Carl's mouth. It was obvious that he had begun to think about how to use these two sons of hell to pit... No, it should be said that he had to fight against the powerful [Lord of Hell] Marduk Kurios.

However, he is always calm and composed and is not in a hurry.

After successfully recovering the lost [30 silver coins], it will still be time to ask the Vatican for the two sons of hell.

Just now.

A clergyman in charge of perimeter security trotted over to Bishop Warren McCoy's side, leaned over and whispered in his ear in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Your Excellency, the outer sentry just intercepted a car. The two middle-aged men in the car refused to get out for security check, but they said they were employees of Mr. Karl Mara. Please..."

Bishop Warren McCoy quickly turned to look at Carl, but before he could speak, the latter nodded lightly, "Yes, they are my employees, and the only ones who can solve the mystery of the monastery!"

"Ah? You...oh...okay."

Bishop Warren McCoy suppressed the shock that welled up in his heart and quickly ordered his men to let them go.

A few minutes later.

A car slowly stopped beside the road in front of Akldama Monastery, and then Frank and Logan Howlett opened the car door and got out.

Although Logan Howlett still looked sloppy and decadent, there was obviously less gloom and more ease between his brows.

Before accompanying Frank here, the two first sent Professor X to a private hospital under the Subspace Group for a comprehensive and systematic examination and treatment.

Frank also ordered the accompanying Thunder Warrior to stay there and be responsible for protecting Professor X's safety.

And to be on the safe side, Frank also gave his special badge that could resist psychic attacks to Professor X... to suppress the psychic power in his body that could run wild at any time.

After arranging everything, the two of them rushed here day and night!

Logan Howlett silently observed all of this, his favorable impression of Frank and the Subspace Corporation gradually growing. "Boss, I've brought the person to you."

Frank stood up straight and reported to Carl in a strong voice.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Carl glanced at Logan Howlett across from him, and without further ado, he pointed his chin at the nearby Akldama Monastery and said:
"Go ahead, use your sense of smell and see if you can find any clues in there!"

"Okay... okay."

The expression on Logan Howlett's face suddenly became a little stiff, and even the hairs on his body stood on end in an instant.

Because the moment Carl cast his gaze at him, his [Beast Instinct] was already howling like a fire alarm.

Fortunately, the other party was not hostile.

If Logan Howlett had encountered this situation when he was "young", he would have definitely popped out his wolf claws and rushed up to fight Carl without saying a word.

I don't care if you have hostility or not, I'll just do it first!!
Now...

After these few years of miserable life on the run, Logan Howlett is no longer the fiery man who would explode at the slightest provocation.

The cruel reality of life not only smoothed out his edges, but also taught him how to behave, how to bow his head, and how to tolerate all kinds of stupid customers in order to make a few dozen more dollars a day.

Even when facing a group of thugs who wanted to rob his car, he was able to remain calm and reason with them first, and then when they fired first, he would stop and kill...

That's right.

he's changed!
He is no longer the Wolverine who once terrified his enemies and who would "not care about life or death, and would fight to the death" at the slightest disagreement! !
He is now more like a poor old man who is struggling to survive all day long and is accompanied by a wanted man!!!
"call……"

When Carl looked away, the back of Logan Howlett's shirt was already soaked with cold sweat... Such a strong sense of oppression, such a terrifying guy! !
Even when facing the powerful enemy Magneto before, he had never had such a creepy feeling.

After just this one encounter, Logan Howlett no longer had any doubts as to why a "tough guy" like Frank would swear allegiance to a "kid" who looked less than twenty years old!

"This……"

Bishop Warren McCoy frowned as he looked across at Logan Howlett, whose beard was scruffy and whose shirt had blood stains on his chest and abdomen.

Is this the person that Karl Mara mentioned, the only one who can find the clues?
Why does it look so unreliable?
If Logan Howlett had straightened out his clothes and appearance, perhaps Bishop Warren McCoy would have been able to barely recognize him as the "Wolverine" who had once frightened countless people.

But now... he looks more like a homeless vagrant!

However, even though he had doubts in his heart, Bishop Warren McCoy still nodded slightly to a clergyman opposite him.

After all, all he wants is results!

Then, under the guidance of a clergyman in black priest robes, Frank and Logan Howlett removed the seals and door locks outside the monastery and successfully entered the courtyard.

After passing the [Church of the Advent of the Living] which was burned beyond recognition in the front.

The clergyman took the two men to the basement of a bell tower where a fire had also occurred, and used the mechanism on the wall to open a secret passage leading underground.

The overall height of the tunnel is about two meters, and the width is about one and a half meters. It extends downward at an angle of about 30 degrees to the horizontal plane for nearly 100 meters before reaching an extremely open underground space.

On the walls along the way, there are many small tombs excavated at different times - used to store the bodies of devout monks who have guarded this place for generations.

Click click click——

Drop drop-

The clergyman used a special key and an 8-digit electronic password to successfully open the giant steel door on the outside that was at least one meter thick. A secret room with four open doors suddenly appeared in front of Frank and Logan Howlett.

“WTF???”

Even though both of them were veterans who had seen countless deaths, they couldn't help but feel their scalps tingling when they saw the horrific scene of corpses, internal organs, and severed limbs all over the ground.

Because the Vatican had previously sent people to evacuate the air from the secret room, the crime scene remained almost in its original state.

The air was filled with the disgusting smell of blood and the stench of rotting corpses.

The accompanying clergyman simply talked about the items previously stored here and the approximate time of the murder, and then immediately took out two masks with air purification function and handed them to Frank and Logan Howlett respectively.

The former put on the mask without hesitation, and then took a deep breath of relief.

The latter refused the mask, slowly closed his eyes, and endured the constant impact of the pungent gas on his olfactory nerves.

I began to calm down and try to judge the entire process of the murder based on the lingering smell here.

Although Logan Howlett was "forced" to join the [Subspace Group], since he agreed to the other party's request, he would definitely complete the task diligently and responsibly.

Of course...if he can do it!!
soon.

One after another, special smells that ordinary people...even the most sensitive police dogs could not distinguish clearly, began to gradually change from a chaotic and disordered state to a clear and orderly state under the screening of Logan Howlett's olfactory ability, and then became orderly again.

Those different smells, like pheromones with special labels, brought a large amount of complex information into Logan Howlett's brain.

"Ok?"

Logan Howlett frowned suddenly, as if he had discovered some unusual clue.

But soon a look of helplessness appeared on his face. Finally, he slowly opened his eyes and shook his head helplessly at Frank beside him.

A few minutes later.

The two returned to Karl's presence. Before the former could speak, Bishop Warren McCoy at the side could not wait to ask first:

"Well, have you found any useful clues?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mara. Although I sensed a one-sided massacre in that secret room, where two intruders with a strange smell killed 15 other human guards..."

(End of this chapter)