American comic book: Start as a corpse collector, choose to cultivate immortality with technology

Natasha, having completed her transformation at some point, awoke from her slumber, draped in a silk nightgown, and embraced him from behind like a fairy.

"Honey, wow, Dragon Ball Island has changed so much, it's so beautiful..."

"Yes, this will be our home from now on."

"Home? Do I even have a home?"

"Fairy, do you want to leave me? I'm sorry, I'm only widowed, not broken up."

“My dear, I’m so touched. What are you waiting for, my knight?”

"Are they really that dedicated?"

"Don't speak, darling, kiss me."

Natasha's overconfident provocation naturally ignited Renn's anger.

However, Natasha is indeed exceptionally talented.

On her second time on the battlefield, Natasha displayed the fighting prowess of a natural succubus, enduring Rein's attacks until she devoured millions of elite soldiers before finally falling into a coma due to severe injuries.

After dealing with Natasha.

Raine casually channeled a wisp of pure Yin energy, shimmering with azure light, into the Taiyin Jade Ring.

After thinking for a moment, Raine still had the Taiyin Jade Ring spit out a smaller ring.

Ryan's initial impression of Natasha wasn't particularly good.

Whether in the Marvel Comics universe or the Marvel Cinematic Universe, Natasha is definitely not an easy character to deal with.

But during the six months that Natasha spent with Ryan, she consistently performed very well.

Especially after hearing the word 'home', Natasha's true feelings were revealed, and she felt completely at home.

Such a woman certainly deserves a Taiyin Jade Ring.

Everything else can be lied about, but the Yin-Yang Harmony Path will not lie.

As one of the signature techniques of the Hehuan Demon Sect in the Luofu World, it is quite easy to use to determine whether a couple cultivating together is truly sincere.

In a sense.

Natasha grew up in the red house, lacking love and longing for family. Once she established a sense of belonging, the emotional connection she felt was even more intense than that of Ryan's girlfriend, Gwen.

As for physical disabilities, Raine has countless methods to help him repair them.

In addition, Natasha's innate allure makes her perfectly suited to the Heavenly Demon Yin Technique, another signature technique of the Joyful Union Demon Sect.

Once completed, it will become the ultimate dual cultivation furnace.

In fact.

Not only Natasha, but also Renn's girlfriend Gwen has frequently visited Dragon Pearl Island to accompany him during the past six months. She even practiced the Covenant of Creation earlier than Natasha.

It's the same as the Heavenly Demon's Yin-Yang Great Technique.

The "Creation and Interaction" technique is also a top-tier dual cultivation method, one of the top techniques of the Taiqing Sect in the Luofu World.

There's also Mary the Supergirl (Hancock) and Isabel the Witch (Bewitched).

Although Raine hadn't had time to win over or win over the two women yet, he had already prepared a dual cultivation method that suited them.

Yin-Yang Foundation Building, like Star Qi Refining, has no upper limit.

The ultimate goal of Star Qi Refining is to open up a primordial universe within the body, condense an endless galaxy and sea of ​​stars, and expand continuously without beginning or end in order to achieve boundless magical power.

The ultimate goal of Yin-Yang Foundation Building is to build an unparalleled immortal foundation, encompassing all Yin and Yang, and differentiating the pure and impure from the primordial universe.

This is something that Gwen and Natasha alone can satisfy.

As for lust and such.

Renn would never admit that he was just doing it for cultivation, so what could he have done wrong?

Chapter 49 A multi-party joint assassination attempt on Rennes

While Renn was in the castle, engrossed in giving Natasha intensive training.

The outskirts of New York.

An abandoned, dilapidated port.

Madam Gao sat on a broken stool with a bewildered expression, while dozens of ninjas around her hid expressionlessly in the dilapidated shipping container.

Since an operation targeting the Sullivan Group six months ago.

The military, police, state RCMP, Sullivan Group, and various other organizations...

Mrs. Gao couldn't understand why those damned officials would help a mere idiot.

The foundation that the Hand had built in New York over the decades has been completely destroyed.

In the incredibly complex and convoluted sewer system.

A gathering place for homeless people.

Lucian was gnawing on a piece of hardened bread, his clothes were tattered, and he stared blankly at the ceiling.

Beside him, dozens of werewolves huddled in a corner, their morale low.

The memory of being chased by the Super Lizard Warriors during that period is so vivid that it can wake many werewolves from their dreams; it was truly terrifying.

More than two hundred companions arrived together.

In just six months, half of them have been arrested and a third have been beaten to death. It's too tragic.

Continental Hotel.

Secret guest rooms on the third basement level.

The five rooms each contained more than a dozen vampires, all in a miserable state, looking like starving ghosts who had been ravenous for ten or fifteen days, their eyes glowing green.

Serena (Underworld) was dressed in leather, but she had a faint smell of rancidity about her.

As Craven returned from outside, Serena and more than ten other vampires immediately stood up.

"Crawl, have you made contact with Elder Victor?"

"Well, we got in touch, but Elder Victor told us to hold on for a few more days."

"It's been half a year already. Damn it, don't you know how ruthless those green-skinned spies from the Sullivan Group are?"

“Serena, the elder said that the council is already making efforts. If we hold on for a few more days, the White House will make a move soon, and then Raine Sullivan will definitely show up.”

"What about the money? Has the elder sent any money? The mainland hotels are much more ruthless when it comes to sucking our blood than we are."

"Um, just bear with it a little longer, this mission has already cost us too much."

"Fuck, Craven, do you know how long it's been since I showered? Two weeks! I'm practically stinking, shit!"

"..."

The southern port of Manhattan, New York.

In a casual, fast-food restaurant.

Gunsmith and repairman (the Assassin's Creed) sat lazily at a dining table, idly dipping their food in ketchup and nibbling at the fries on the table.

"Damn, it's been half a year, and Ryan Sullivan hasn't left the house at all?"

"Exactly, he's even more of a homebody than a typical otaku. I have no idea what the point is of all that land and money he's made."

"Damn, I've gained weight in the six months I've been here."

"It's alright. Apart from being a bit boring, I actually quite enjoy this peaceful life. Compared to that, vampires, werewolves, and the Hand are the real monsters."

"You have news?"

"Hehe, of course. Those idiots came to New York six months ago and couldn't find Ryan Sullivan, so they went straight for the Sullivan Group, thinking it was an easy target."

"Yes, the Sullivan Group has developed much better in the last six months than Kingpin did back then."

"You know, we're actually doing alright here. You have no idea how ruthless the Punisher and Night Demon are to those vampires, werewolves, and ninjas..."

Just as the gunsmith and the repairman were engrossed in their conversation...

A woman with a hot figure but a cold and aloof demeanor pushed open the door and entered. After scanning the restaurant, she walked straight toward the gunsmith and the repairman.

"Firefox, what brings you here? Is there some new mission from Sloan's side?"

“Sloan sent me to inform you two not to just sit here like idiots. The Dark Council has sent word that in three days, the White House will be summoning America’s major military suppliers to prepare for an internal resource reallocation.”

"and then?"

"Ha, Ryan Sullivan is the chairman of the Sullivan Group. He's already flown to Washington on his private jet. You two are still stuck here, what idiots!"

"Fuck, I hate rich people."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go! I'm so fed up with the food here..."

three days later.

In an office building outside the White House in Washington, D.C.

Sloan of the Assassin's Guild, Kraven and Serena of the Vampire Clan, Lucian of the Werewolf Clan, and Lady High Priestess of the Hand—four people dressed in bright and beautiful clothes gathered together.