The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 556 Kill One Person First

For various reasons, both the good guys and the bad guys in the movie universe have been weakened to varying degrees.

For example, General Corvus Glaive in front of us, in the comic universe, in addition to the super strength and healing ability that most strong people must possess, what people talk about most is his peerless blade.

This battle blade has the ability to cut objects at the atomic level. It can be said that there are very few things in the universe that can block its slash. Even vibranium and the even harder adamantium will become as hard as tofu in front of it.

It sounds powerful, doesn't it? But that's all. This knife is useless except for being sharp. Only General Grievous treats it like a treasure and binds it to the war blade, giving him the ability to be immortal even if the knife doesn't destroy him.

Then he was wiped out by Thanos in the comics. This guy took advantage of Thanos' weakness to rebel, but it wasn't long before the Purple Potato Spirit blocked the attack of the Peerless Blade head-on and crushed him to pieces. General Corvus Glaive, who had lost his support, knew that his luck was over, so he picked up the fragments and committed suicide.

Logically speaking, since Thanos can block the Ultimate Blade head-on, Yang Le thinks that the Kryptonians and Martians can do the same. However, this is a battle after all, and even facing the weakened Ultimate Blade, Yang Le still chose a more conservative style of play.

After all, at the very least, this peerless blade can still cut through vibranium. Not everyone is like the metropolitan boy who could dodge but didn't. The farm boy obviously fell many times because of this but just didn't learn his lesson.

"Cell... dodged... the slash?" General Grievous blankly repeated what Yang Le had just said, obviously not understanding what Yang Le meant.

"Is it difficult to understand?" Yang Le frowned, then stretched out his right hand towards General Grievous who was lying on the ground. He hooked his fingers slightly and General Grievous, who was originally lying on the ground, was immediately pulled up by an invisible force.

With a slight wave of his hand, Yang Le summoned General Corvus Glaive to his side. After removing his telekinesis, Yang Le opened his arms in front of General Corvus Glaive, who was less than an arm's length away from him.

"Do it again, and watch carefully this time."

"boom!"

It was as if something exploded in his head, and General Grievous's face was distorted. Intense anger mixed with humiliation hit his brain, and he almost lost his mind.

"brush!"

Raising his battle blade, General Grievous unleashed the martial arts he had accumulated over half his life, and the battle blade, which was as tall as a person, left afterimages when it was swung, and in a flash he had already slashed dozens of times.

However, Yang Le in front of him still did not dodge or evade, and continued to keep the door open, allowing General Grievous to vent his anger.

"Hoo~ho~!"

After slashing continuously for more than ten seconds, General Grievous finally stopped swinging, suddenly feeling out of breath. Beads of sweat the size of beans ran down his face, and his wet cloak, which was originally stained with blood and sea water, was dried by the increased body temperature after his intense exercise.

But even though he was in such a miserable state, Yang Le in front of him was still intact and had not received any harm. General Grievous finally understood the meaning of Yang Le's words.

"Didn't cut it..." General Corvus Glaive stared at the enemy in front of him with his narrow eyes. Ever since he got this blade, its sharpness that was always effective made him dull. He didn't expect that it would take him so long to react whether he had cut the target or not.

I became stronger, but also weaker.

"Do you understand?" Yang Le asked. General Grievous then realized that the other party had not actually spoken a word, and the voice had always come from his head.

"You read my mind? No wonder my moves can't hurt you." General Corvus Glaive suddenly realized. He obviously attributed his mistake of returning hundreds or thousands of swords in vain to Yang Le's telepathic ability.

"It's not that complicated." Yang Le shook his head. "You simply swung your sword too slowly."

Hearing what Yang Le said, General Grievous was stunned for a moment before bursting into laughter. The laughter was so unpleasant that Yang Le frowned.

"Forehead!"

An invisible force controlled General Corvus Glaive's body, forcibly stopping his laughter, leaving him with only a nonsensical "chuckling" sound.

Yang Le moved his palm slightly backward, and General Corvus Glaive's body also moved to Yang Le's side. He covered General Corvus Glaive's head with his palm and activated the byproduct of the Martian telepathic ability - mind scanning.

Just like a computer reading data from a USB flash drive, in the blink of an eye, General Grim Reaper's memories were completely read out by Yang Le, even the forgotten memories of his infancy were dug out by Yang Le.

"I see." Yang Le exhaled softly. "So it was you who killed Vision, Black Panther, and Wakanda's personal guards. Your Peerless Blade's ability to kill a first-time enemy is exceptional. With the support of the other three generals, it's no surprise you were able to achieve such a remarkable result."

"Emm, interesting. It turns out Thanos is not on Earth. He has been waiting for too long and has lost his patience. Instead, he is searching for the whereabouts of other gems. Unfortunately, you don't know where Thanos's targets are."

"Hehehehe!" General Grievous wanted to struggle, but unfortunately no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from Yang Le's control.

"In this case, you are useless." Yang Le's eyes narrowed, and General Grievous' body below the neck began to rotate uncontrollably to the right, and soon exceeded the range that a normal creature could deflect.

"Gala!"

There was a crisp sound of bones breaking, and General Grievous' body fell weakly to the ground, leaving only an ugly head floating in Yang Le's palm.

"Clang!"

The peerless blade fell to the ground out of control. Yang Le stretched out his hand and the blade immediately floated into his hand. However, Yang Le looked at this precious sword that could cut gold and jade with disgust.

As mentioned earlier, Yang Le looked down on this knife and now he picked it up just to test some things.

He controlled the sword to float away from his palm, turned the blade so that it aimed at his arm and cut it.

With a clang, the peerless blade was blocked outside Yang Le's skin. He moved the blade away and looked at the white marks on his skin, then nodded slightly.

As expected, everything in the movie universe has been weakened to varying degrees. Even if Yang Le did not increase his body density to the maximum, this knife still could not cut through the body of the Martian Hunter. So this knife certainly could not break Superman's defense.

Thinking about how he had been battling wits and courage with this thing for a long time, Yang Le could only smile bitterly and shake his head. He could only comfort himself by saying that it is better to be careful.

(End of this chapter)