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

"I'm a Nightmare.

The man snatched his steel rod, feeling uneasy, raised his leg and smashed Barnes' head in it.

Barnes' head was stepped on like a watermelon, and the mucus between the red bangs splashed all over the floor.

If this was Matt before, he might not be so ruthless, but unfortunately, Barnes met Matt, and he became a Thanos whose mind and morals were subtly changed by the soul fragments! Matt said: " I do not know.

In Matt's eyes, bloody scum like Barnes and his ilk have no life value.

"Giggle..."

The impact of the scene was so strong that teenage Peter's eyelids twitched wildly and acid spurted from his stomach, nearly ripping his lunch into his mask.

But thinking about it, if he vomited into the mask, wouldn't it be more disgusting then, so he forced the acid water up to his throat to burst out again.

"Nightmare man?"

Peter silently averted his gaze, forcing himself to look away. "I don't seem to have heard of it, do you usually do activities in that place?"

Superhero is like the police, everyone has their own area of ​​responsibility.

Most superheroes are stationed in one area because they have limited energy and only occasionally move into other areas to hunt down certain criminals.

For example, Peter-Parker25 is known as a good neighbor in New York City, but his action area, Universe Level, is in Queens. This is the first time he has gone to other areas after becoming a superhero.

"Hell's Kitchen," Matt said weakly.

"Oh, that place is not easy. I went there once before and was almost killed by mobs. You don't know how powerful their guns are. I was accidentally shot at that time. If I didn't recover quickly, I'm afraid I would die the next day. I can't go to school..."

It was the first time Spider had met his peers, so he couldn't help but start chatting, spreading out everything from little things to the latest thoughts.

"Your tights are fine. Is it a jacket?"

"Come on, is your weapon a stick? Where do you usually keep such a long stick? Wouldn't it be too convenient?"

"I heard that Hell's Kitchen is a mess, you must be very good?"

"How long have you been a superhero?"

Bf...

Matt suddenly regretted it a bit, and that damn spider was twittering around him like a fly, and he was going to blow his head off!" What did you say?

"Why don't you talk, embarrassing? Impossible, isn't it? I can see you..."

"This is enough!"

Matt's eyebrows twitched, he interrupted the spider's nagging, and said coldly: "I'm here to save these children, not to listen to your complaints!"

"Oh..." little Spider-Man was a little downcast.

Matt rubbed his forehead and said. "This is not the time to gossip, we have to hurry up, if we are late, something will happen to these kids."

"problem occurs?"

little Spider-Man quipped: "You seem to know a lot about what they do with these kids?"

"I don't really know what it is..." Matt paused, and said in a deep voice: "I have been following them for a long time, and the only thing I know is that they took these children to the Dark Lord up!"

"Dark Lord? Sacrifice?"

Peter swallowed hard, and said with a dry smile, "Are you kidding me? This is not a Hollywood movie..."

"It's a disgrace."

Matt sighed and said. "Hollywood movies are fake, but rituals and magic are real!"

....I still can't believe it..." Peter grumbled. "You mean they summoned an evil Mephista like in the movie?"

"That's pretty much what it means."

Matt nodded and said with a sigh. "I've fought their leader and seen how he works his magic, appearing out of nowhere, disappearing out of nowhere... anyway, it's tricky!"

"Magic.....Magic?".

Little Spider-Man's voice suddenly raised eight pitches, he felt his three senses trembling, and he said in shock: "Are you kidding, is there really magic in the world?

"You don't think I'm joking?" Matt said sternly.

"Ugh...I can't see your face, so who knows, maybe you're lying to me." Peter muttered in a small voice.

Although his voice was very soft, Matt, who had a keen sense, could hear it clearly. His temples on both sides were beating slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said. "Damn it..... I regret calling you a bit, shut up, be quiet, and listen to me!"

"I'm just saying," Peter pouted angrily, trying to defend himself, but met Matt's murderous look, so he had to shut up and signal him to continue.

"Ugh!"

After taking a few deep breaths to calm the bubbling anxiety, Matt continued. "Listen, boy, I don't have time for small talk, if you want to come with me, just shut up and listen to me, okay?

"Understood!" Peter nodded obediently.

Satisfied, Matt said. "First, they belong to an organization called Fanatics. The number is not clear, but it is estimated that there will not be too many, but it will not be too few."

"Second, their leader is Kaecilius, who is very powerful. I almost died in his hands before, so be careful."

"One more thing, don't forget!"

"They are magicians, using all kinds of strange abilities. As far as I know, there are probably three types, namely, rope magic for binding, transparent blade magic as an attack weapon, and shield-like magic attached to their hands. I don't know what else they have. No, so let's be careful!"

This is very important information, related to the safety of people's lives on the road, so Peter listened very seriously! He said: "I know, I know.

"Do you remember?"

After Matt finished speaking, he was a little worried that the off-road man had forgotten, so he remembered to ask again.

"I remember!" Peter nodded with difficulty, indicating that he remembered it all. 323 "That's good."

Matt undid the steel rod, pressed it against his back, and said softly. "It's not too late, let's hurry down."

"Wait...Wait, are we two?" Peter said with a trembling voice. "I'm not afraid of death, I'm just saying... Maybe we should call the police first."

Matt almost laughed at him. "are you kidding me?"

"Uh..." Peter frowned: "Is there any problem?"

"Didn't you hear what those two black men said just now?" Matt was at a loss, "This is the last batch of children, which means there are enough of them, and they will start sacrificing soon!". Also, even if you call the police, how can you make them believe your words?"

"But........." Peter meant it.

"No, but if you are afraid of death, stay there and wait for the police!" Matt turned around impatiently, not wanting to entangle with the spider any more, and went straight to the half-destroyed villa.

"You misunderstood me!"

Peter walked a few steps behind Matt, and then said word by word: "I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid that I won't be able to rescue these children safely. There are only two of us, and it is impossible to protect so many children!"

Ch-Chow...

Matt took a step, looked at little Spider-Man carefully, was silent for a long time, and said: "Don't worry, we are not two people, there is one person who has not come, she will come soon.".