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

Chapter 222 Chapter 360 Chapter 361 Another Use of [Cursed Power]

"Boo... ahem, Mr. Mara, that demigod just left!!"

Logan Howlett felt his old face getting slightly hot. He had originally wanted to follow Frank's example and call Carl "Boss".

This will obviously help him quickly integrate into the Subspace Group.

But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them because he was shy.

There's nothing you can do about it. The older you get, the thinner your skin becomes.

"Well done."

Carl looked at Wanda lovingly, and at the same time, he quietly stroked her palm with his finger.

At this time, he didn't know that because Wanda misunderstood the expression on his face, he accidentally used [Chaos Magic] to modify reality in anger.

Not only did they wipe out all the scarabs in the world.

He even directly wiped out an orthodox [animal god] in the [Egyptian pantheon]!!

When a common man gets angry, blood splatters five steps away.
When the emperor is angry, millions of people will die.

Wanda got angry and even wiped out the "God"... Are you afraid? ! !
If Carl knew that his sister Wanda was so awesome, he would definitely "reward" her with a good night tonight.

But at the moment, even Wanda herself was unaware of her shocking behavior.

"Oh……"

The Scarlet Witch, who was originally showing her divine power like a god of death, suddenly trembled slightly as if she had been electrocuted.

The aura of the whole person collapsed, and she instantly turned back into the shy love-brained girl.

After noticing Carl's burning gaze, Wanda lowered her head shyly.

That fair face full of collagen was already flushed.

But the little girl's heart was full of sweet feelings.

great!
Now I can finally use my own strength to help Carl solve some crises! !

(＾＾●)Happying…

"Show me that bullet."

After savoring the sour smell of love, Carl took the deformed special silver bullet from Logan Howlett's hand.

But as soon as he started to do it, his brows couldn't help but frown.

Ok?
The system doesn't have any prompts?
Isn't it said that this thing contains a powerful curse power?

After all this time...that's it?!

Seeing that the system had no reaction to this bullet made of "sin silver", Carl couldn't help but curl his lips in disgust.

It seems that these so-called "holy objects (cursed objects)" are nothing more than that.

The energy contained within it probably doesn't even reach the level of a [single universe].

Because even the system "disdains" it! !

Carl casually tossed the bullet to Logan Howlett for safekeeping, apparently having lost interest in absorbing the so-called "sin silver".

But considering that the demon police officer had used this silver bullet before to successfully banish the "angel power" from Sister Grady.

Carl felt that the "cursed power" contained in this silver bullet might still be of some value.

Since this bullet can work on angels, perhaps it can also be effective against those high-level demons that have fallen from angels?!

If this is true, these silver bullets may be of unexpected use in the future when dealing with the [Lord of Hell] Marduk Kurios!
After all, Karl and Marduk Kurios have become enemies in private.

Even if the other party doesn't know Carl's true identity yet, sooner or later they will inevitably meet in battle.

It’s better to make plans early.

However, whether this silver bullet can be effective against the fallen angels still needs to be determined through subsequent precise experiments!
The most urgent task at the moment is to find the dwarf blacksmith named Regnar, and then find a way to use this silver bullet to find out what Necrodamus and the demons are planning?
So, after a brief pause, Carl said softly to Wanda, who was peeking at his handsome face:

"I'll have to trouble you again, but please send us directly to [F Tiggan] this time!!"

…………

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In a villa somewhere in the suburbs of Mexico City.

Lazan came to the basement, opened the entrance to the secret passage, and walked along a corridor covered with magic runes until he arrived at the end of the room. The walls were surrounded by huge bookshelves, and there was a special magic circle engraved on the ground.

"How's it going? Are things going well?!"

In front of a long desk made of solid wood, there was a melancholy man who looked to be in his fifties, wearing a fine suit and looking somewhat similar to Marlon Brando.

He was holding a wine glass and flipping through the magic book in front of him, asking without turning his head.

"Lord Necrodamus, the experiment was successful. The silver bullet made of 'Sin Silver' successfully banished the angelic power from Sister Grady. You may begin the next step of your plan."

Lazan lowered his head slightly and said respectfully:
"But something unexpected happened while recovering the silver bullet. Suddenly, two people appeared out of nowhere...

No, it was four powerful humans. Because of their strong obstruction, I was unable to get the silver bullet back in the end!"

After saying that, she raised her head and looked at the other person with some trepidation.

"I must say that although the experiment was successful, I am very disappointed with how things turned out." Necrodamus raised his head and drank the red wine in the glass.

Then he slowly stood up and walked in front of the "demigod" who was a whole head taller than him. He raised his hand and pinched the other's pale and narrow chin, and said with a serious expression:

"I don't want to hear those useless excuses. I only know that you failed to bring back my silver coins... You should be very clear about how much effort and time I spent to obtain them."

"Sir, I'm really sorry." When her chin was pinched by the other party, a trace of anger flashed across Larzen's eyes, but she immediately concealed it well and then explained a little awkwardly:
"But among those four humans, there is not only a chosen one who can wield the Flame of Purification, but also a master of mysticism from Kamar-Taj..."

"Especially that female sorceress. She actually used magic to banish all the scarabs I summoned. If I hadn't escaped... ahem, I mean, I was forced to leave in order to avoid exposing your plan in advance, I'm afraid I would have already..."

Seeing Nekorodamus's face becoming increasingly livid, Lazen quickly changed the subject and said in a slightly relaxed tone:

"But at least Sister Grady was successfully dealt with. Now no one can guess what you are going to do."

Clearly, Lazan isn’t telling the truth here.

She had clearly heard the conversation between Sister Grady and Frank...or in other words, she deliberately allowed Sister Grady to leak the news and then killed her.

At the same time, she was also very clear that Carl and others would most likely look for the whereabouts of the dwarf craftsman Regnar next.

But out of disgust for the greedy human dark wizard in front of him, Larzen did not tell the truth about this part of the situation.

"Oh? The mystic from Kamar-Taj is there too?"

Necrodamus showed a bit of vigilance on his face, and with a slight pressure on his fingers, he asked anxiously:

"Do you think the wizard's appearance there was accidental? Or did Kamajitai already notice something?"

"It must be a coincidence."

Razan suppressed the discomfort in his jaw and said, "Those four people must have been commissioned by the Vatican to follow Sister Grady's trail and find her there."

"But now that Sister Grady is dead, I'm sure their clues are completely gone... But it seems a bit difficult to snatch the silver bullet back from these people!"

While speaking, Lazan tilted his upper body back slightly, and his chin, which was pinched into a small dent, successfully broke free from the other party's grasp.

"It seems like our problems have been magnified."

Nekorodamus narrowed his eyes slightly, squinting at the "demigod" before him, and said sinisterly, "Lazan, you haven't forgotten how you were redeemed back then, have you?"

"..."

A hint of humiliation flashed in Lazan's eyes, and the corners of her mouth trembled slightly with anger, but in the end she held back and did not speak.

Necrodamus continued with some pride upon seeing this:
"Back then, your father Osiris transformed you into a Ushabuti figurine and imprisoned you in a pyramid for two thousand years. It was only through ancient texts that I found your exact location and freed you from the sealed statue over a thousand years early..."

"You are right, Lord Necrodamus."

Before the other party could finish his words, Larzen leaned down slightly, put his chin back into the other party's hand, and said respectfully:

"That's why I signed a contract with you and will serve you with respect."

At that time, Razen and many other gods in the Egyptian pantheon openly opposed Osiris, the god of the underworld, to replace the dead sun god Ra as the new ruler of the Ennead.

Osiris and several members of the New Ennead had imprisoned them inside small statues that represented their original animal (or power) forms—and these statues were collectively known as Ushabti figurines!

Then send people through the only link between the Heaven Heliopolis and the Earth, the [Golden Bridge] called the [Road of the Gods].

These [Wushabuti figurines] that sealed the original power of the gods were placed in the pharaoh's tombs where no one could reach them.

(Note 1: The legendary "Path of the Gods" is located near the "Giza Pyramids" in Giza, Egypt. The most famous pyramids there are the "Pyramid of Khufu", "Pyramid of Khafre", "Sphinx", "Pyramid of Menkaure", etc.)
(Note 2: According to Marvel Comics, all gods on Earth have a lifespan limit, though it's usually measured in thousands of years. However, even God-King-level figures like Zeus, Odin, God, and Ra will die once they reach their lifespan limit, without exception...

So in essence, they are more like a group of "aliens" who are born with [divine power/magic power], can increase their godhood through human faith, and have long lifespans and strong physiques! )
It was not until Necrodamus later found the tomb where Razan was imprisoned and smashed the [Wushabuti Terracotta] that sealed her that she was able to escape more than a thousand years earlier.

In return, she voluntarily signed a contract of gratitude with Necrodamus.

Originally, Lazan thought that as long as he helped the human wizard do hard labor for a few years, he could regain his freedom.

But who would have thought that this guy, who was as greedy as a black kiln owner, had no intention of letting her go.

It was clearly agreed upon that it would be three years, but three years passed before another three years, and three years after that before another three years... In the blink of an eye, more than ten years had passed, and Necrodamus had no intention of letting her go.

What else can Lazan do?
Fortunately, the appearance of Carl and others this time provided her with a good opportunity to completely break free from the control of Necrodamus!
That's why she had just deliberately concealed some important information, hoping to use Carl and others to force Necrodamus into a desperate situation, thus forcing him to terminate the [Servant Contract] signed between him and her as soon as possible.

There was no way, because she was under the influence of the [Servant Contract] and was completely unable to resist the orders given by the other party.

Otherwise, as a "demigod", why would she be afraid of a mere human dark wizard?

As for whether this approach would eventually lead to the failure of Necrodamus's plan, Lazen didn't care at all!

"very good."

Nekorodamus pinched Lazen's chin and shook it gently. He liked this action because it gave him a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment that he could control "God".

"Undoubtedly, the silver coins must be recovered...especially after it has been proven that they can resist the power of Heaven."

"However, considering we have limited time and we have another, more daring experiment to prepare, we can entrust the task of retrieving the silver coin to the demons in [Sulphur Port]... I believe that as long as the price is reasonable, there will always be someone willing to take on this task."

As he spoke, Nekorodamus picked up a small wooden box of rustic texture from the table, and suddenly a series of crisp and pleasant metal collision sounds came from inside.

"Come on, take me to Regnar first. I need to turn the remaining 29 silver coins into bullets, and then you can go capture those winged birdmen!"

Larzen turned silently, but heard the man behind him speak again.

"Also...Lazan, I must remind you that you should know what the consequences will be if my plan fails, right?"

"Yes, sir!"

Soon, Necrodamus and Lazan, with the remaining 29 silver coins, rode on the huge bird mummy wrapped in a rotten shroud into the night sky, and then flew straight to the southeast outside Mexico City.

Although the wings of this mummified bird are covered with holes of various sizes, it looks like it may "crash" at any time due to air leakage.

But in fact, with the blessing of magic, it flies fast and steadily, and its speed is much faster than that of ordinary fighter jets.

So after just a few minutes, they successfully brought the two of them to a huge, smoking active volcano about 70 kilometers away from Mexico City.

This volcano is Popocatépetl, which has a total elevation of 5393 meters, making it the second highest volcano in North America and one of the most active volcanoes in the world!

(End of this chapter)