The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 654 Don’t Put Your Fate in Others’ Hands
Holding a harpoon formed by the constantly flowing purple energy, Kahn strode towards the enemy who was several times taller than him.

The opponent had a green face, fangs, and bared claws, and was indeed a monster that could stop a child's tears, but this did not cause the battle-hardened Kahn to have any emotional fluctuations.

Although Kahn was reluctant to mention it, the darkest hundred years in his life did give him combat experience far beyond that of ordinary people. This long period of time almost shaped his life.

If it weren't for the great Supreme Heaven, he might have been living a lie until one day he died on the way to hunting. His life was so predictable that he would never get out of it.

So in order to repay this kindness, Kahn, who has no other skills, can only sacrifice his life. He is determined to hunt with honor in the future and clear all obstacles for the great Supreme Sky, even if that obstacle is a god.

How could a tiny reptile scare him? Kahn smelled a familiar scent coming from the snake. It was the power of the totem. This venomous snake, like Spider-Man, was a chosen one branded by the gods.

He has become very adept at dealing with such enemies.

He dodged the King Cobra's sharp claws by leaning sideways, and with a wave of his left hand, a purple lightning shot out, evaporating all the venom that was spilling from the air. While the opponent had no time to withdraw after the attack, the harpoon in Kahn's right hand had already reached the front of the King Cobra.

"Pfft!"

Its skin was torn and blood spurted out desperately, followed by a painful wail. The king cobra, which had received a severe blow to its abdomen, wanted to withdraw, but the hunter who had already touched its prey was not going to let it go.

Kahn grasped the long handle of the energy harpoon with both hands. As he exerted force, the muscles bulged all over his body, even stretching the navy coat he was wearing tight.

As divine power was unleashed, the tall King Cobra was pinned to the ground by Kahn, who was much smaller than him. The former tried his best to twist his flexible body, hoping to escape from the control of the latter, but it was in vain.

Perhaps he was tired of it, so Kahn turned the long handle he was holding, and the fork blade made of energy slowly rotated half a circle inside the king cobra's body. The intense pain made the king cobra's body stiffen, and it dared not move at all.

"Please..." the King Cobra begged weakly. "Please spare me. I can give you everything you want. Just let me go. I will never forget your kindness..."

However, Kahn ignored the pleas of the person beneath him and continued to silently expand his advantage.

"Shut up," Kahn snapped. "I'm getting what I need."

He wants my life. This thought immediately appeared in King Cobra's head as soon as Kahn finished speaking. The other party's emotions did not fluctuate from beginning to end, and his hands were as steady as a doctor performing surgery.

Indifference was like slaughtering livestock. For a moment, the king cobra felt that it was not a human being, but a lamb lying on the chopping block waiting to be slaughtered.

Oh right! Humans!
The king cobra seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw. Its body began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the scales on its body fell off until it finally turned back into a human appearance.

"Please, please spare me. Look at me. I have nothing left. I can no longer pose any threat. Just treat me like a stray dog ​​and ignore me."

The naked King Cobra, with all kinds of scars all over his body, didn't even dare to cover his private parts. He was alone and tried his best to awaken Kahn's conscience in the hope of buying a chance of survival.

Kahn held the harpoon, and because the King Cobra's body had changed, the harpoon that was deeply embedded in his body had now been dislodged. Kahn kept this action until the King Cobra finished talking nonsense, and then he swung the harpoon in his hand.

A flash of purple light passed by, and the King Cobra's expression remained flattering in the previous second, and the next second his head fell on the blade of the harpoon in Kahn's hand.

"When you put your fate in the hands of your enemy, death is inevitable."

Kahn weighed the harpoon in his hand, and the head on the blade flew into the air. After it fell to a similar height, he grabbed it by the hair and held it in his hand. The blood dripping from the head proved the end of the battle.

"The hunt is complete." Kahn picked up the king cobra's head and took a look at it. The flattering look made him feel sick, but in order to complete Yang Le's order, he still put it away.

Of course, Kahn couldn't hold a human head in his hand all the time. Not to mention it was immoral, just occupying one hand would be very troublesome. This was when magic came into play.

A burst of purple celestial energy surged, and the human head disappeared immediately. Kahn put it into the pocket universe he carried with him. Although this pocket universe he opened up himself was not big, it could still hold some small items.

The first task was completed, and it was time for the next one. Kahn turned to look at Ben and Johnny who had stood up again. Because they were not sure whether Kahn was an enemy or a friend, the two were on high alert at this time.

He was able to kill the enemy that he and his companions had been entangled with for a long time in one move. Although he had consumed more energy than them, he could not be a weakling if he could easily break through their difficult defense.

If the other party comes with ill intentions, then they will most likely have to go through a battle that is even more severe than the previous one, and there may even be some casualties.

"Who is Reed Richards?" Kahn asked.

Ben and Johnny looked at each other. Neither of them expected that the other person, who suddenly appeared, could call out their friend's name, but from the other party's attitude of asking, it seemed that he was not familiar with Reed.

"Who are you? What do you want from Reed?" Ben took a step forward to block Kahn's view. "I'll answer your question based on your response."

Kahn couldn't help but shake his head at Ben's defensive look. This scene reminded him of the dark days when he was hunting Spider-Man in the past. Most of those spiders were like this.

For the sake of those they are related to, whether they are family or friends, they will protect them with their own lives, and this feeling is exactly what Kahn envies, but at that time, family affection in his heir family was just a joke.

But now he is qualified to taste this delicacy.

"I bring a message from God." Kahn swallowed. "My master, the great Lord of Heaven, has ordered me to come and help a man named Reed Richards. Is this answer satisfactory to you?"

Ben and Johnny looked at each other again.

(End of this chapter)