I'm At American Comics: I Have A Magic Simulator

The cheetah stuck out its barbed tongue, licked the blood on its lips, and showed a ferocious smile. "Until I can beat you, feel free to use this name."

Fang Yu's thoughts wandered slightly, recalling the introduction of "Ten Blades" in his previous life.

These "ten knives" are not just imagined, they each have their own form of death, and they are ruled by them! What are the "ten knives"?

Loneliness, aging, sacrifice, emptiness, despair, destruction, intoxication, madness, greed and anger are the ten basic causes of human death at the same time, and they are also the ability of the ten blade individuals, the mind of the ten blades, and the reason for their existence.

Grimjou, No. 6 of the Ten Blades, represents the form of death, which is destruction!

This cheetah was born from Asgard's star-destroying superweapon Bifrost!

Bifrost and Grim Claw both symbolize "destruction" in a sense!

Moreover, this cheetah's attacking style, tone of voice, and even the posture of his "Leopard King's Claw" are all very similar to the original Green Zhu, so that it can be said that this is the undisfigured Green Zhu!

Obviously, this is a product of other worlds, but in this world, he appears in a different form.

This is pure coincidence...

Or is this the result of the system operating in secret?

"Forget it...... Let's shoot and see what happens."

Fang Yu rubbed his inflamed forehead, his thoughts returned to reality.

No matter how Ge 25 Lin Zhu was born, these things are still too far away from him now, and he can't do anything about the real reasons behind them.

Fang Yu looked at the vast void not far away, and said with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth. "Grimjaw, in honor of your birth, let me see what you can do to kill."

Now that he had taken Grimmjow, the remaining thirty-two Killians were no longer needed, so he could sacrifice them as a gift of souls.

30 common souls isn't a bad burden, when you count.

"as you wish."

Grimzhu licked his lips, a bloodthirsty gleam flashed in his eyes.

swish!

Next.

Grimjou disappeared from his seat in an instant, his streamlined body flew in the air at an extremely fast speed, drawing a huge air wave visible to the naked eye.

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The sharp claws tore through the air, making a hissing sound, and then an invisible figure passed through the void, leaving a huge amount of blue arc in the sky, like a waning moon hanging in the sky.

The sparkling light from the blue arc reflected in the pupils of Fang Yu and Gwen, showing different sharpness and brilliance!

Plop plop plop...

Dozens of Killian's Joker masks were torn apart by three claws at the same time, screaming.

"zipper……………"

Grimjaw walked gracefully, with a barbed tongue digging at the minced meat, chewing slowly: "I hope next time you can find something worthy of my hand, not these wastes.

Fang Yu smiled feebly. "Don't worry, you'll soon find something worthy of your hand.

Ray's Sledgehammer

This seems to be exactly what we're looking for...

SWAT outpost.

In front of the equipment responsible for monitoring the "restricted area", Phil Coulson and Hawkeye stared at the various hovering indices on the screen, their faces expressing concentration.

Hawkeye let out a half-joking laugh. "With this level of energy surge, if I hadn't read the material first [I would have thought the military was experimenting with some sort of weapon of mass destruction.

"The truth is far more exaggerated than imagined..."

Phil Coulson said with a headache: "Their destructive power is too great. Fortunately, this time they are in a desert area. If fighting breaks out in the city next time, I am afraid that the losses will be no less than a large-scale war."

"That's right."

Hawkeye glanced at the soaring index, nodded knowingly, and said. "If this battle breaks out in the city, it will be a devastating blow!"

"So,...the director is right, we have to have a certain degree of checks and balances to make this work." Phil Coulson rubbed his forehead, deeply distressed about how to complete this task.

Under the current circumstances, they S.H.I.E.L.D are simply unable to intervene in this event.

Judging from the surge of various energies, it is impossible for human beings to approach this dead zone, let alone investigate the truth of the mutation.

Hawkeye said. "We can't be too anxious, otherwise it will be easy to be exposed. If Death God finds out that this experiment was conducted under our guidance, the consequences will be disastrous.

"You're right... Maybe it's true, I'm too anxious." Phil Coulson stared at the screen, the two hands under the sleeves were tightly clenched, and the knuckles were slightly white

Seems like S.H.I.E.L.D is in a weird circle right now.

If they want to fight the Death God and the Void, they have to keep researching, which will inevitably lead to disaster, then they will have to hand over the responsibility to HYDRA, and HYDRA will ask for help from the spirit world, and then this cycle will continue indefinitely Go on until the day they have a way against them.

It's like a lost gambler, knowing that there is a bottomless abyss ahead, but still "playing poker", not losing anything, just for the chance to come back! This is the so-called "gambling".

.....

How long do we have to wait for this opportunity?

Coulson vaguely felt that when this lie was exposed, it might be the day when S.H.I.E.L.D collapsed.

"Stop thinking about it, Phil Coulson."

Hawkeye patted his old colleague on the shoulder and said jokingly. "It sounds like you've got a heavy load on your shoulders, want to go out and relax tonight? I know a nice bar nearby."

Phil Coulson shot him a strange look: "Barton, you know an agent has no right to drink, especially now, no time to relax, right?"

Hawkeye shrugged and said. "Don't think about it, this is just a reasonable combination of work and rest. Besides, even if we stay here, can we make any progress?"

Coulson scoffed at such reasoning and shook his head: "According to you, going to the tavern can promote progress?"

"It's possible." Hawkeye stretched out his hand, and his fingertips slid across the screen, revealing Thor's image. "Maybe we can get something unexpected out of him."1

"Thor- Odin Sen.".693..

Phil Coulson looked at the photo, raised his eyebrows, and said thoughtfully. Do you really believe what he says..... Asgard and Norse Mythology? That's ridiculous!"

"The facts are too obvious for us not to believe." Hawkeye shrugged and said. "Don't tell me you haven't seen Death God treated much better than us."

Phil Coulson thought for a while, and his face was a little weird. It seemed that the Winter Lions team was not much better, at least they were not beaten so badly.

"Here we come~"

Hawkeye stepped forward with a smile, reached out to Phil Coulson and said. "Let's meet this Nordic Thor and see if we can get any information from him.

"OK……………"

Coulson couldn't hold him back, so he reluctantly agreed to Barton's proposal and said. "I went to work, not to rest.

"Hahahaha, yes, yes, we are working, not resting..." Hawkeye laughed.

The two of them jumped in line and were about to skip work..... No, they were about to go out to find out the news, when suddenly there was a harsh buzz in the office!

"A siren?"

Coulson and Hawkeye looked at each other, shocked, and turned to look at the screen behind them.

All values ​​erupted like an erupting volcano like crazy!

"The space channel is distorted!"

"It's that energy again, it's opening a space wormhole!"

Fang Yu seemed to have a heart, looked up at the sky, and a rainbow pierced the sky, approaching where they were!. .