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

Seeing this scene, Peter, who was hiding in the dark, felt anger rising from his chest, and excitedly let go of his empty fist.

It must be so!

Kill all these inhuman bastards!

Let them also feel the feeling of being deprived of their own lives!

Fanatics are in total confusion!

They are just a group of perverts pursuing immortality, not well-trained predators. Although they acted arrogantly in front of ordinary people, when they faced Matt's almost crushing cruel slaughter, they would inevitably feel a sense of fear, and their arrogance fell to the bottom for a while.

"Everyone, don't be afraid, he's just one person!"

"Use the magic whip and tie him up!"

At the warning of one, all the zealots reacted, their hands glowing with orange magic.

With the beating of the orange magic energy, these magicians threw out magic chains, intertwined with each other in the air, forming a net of huge amounts of falling down

"Damn it!"

Matt frowned, the odds were against him! He thought he was dreaming.

He thought that with the lethality just now, he could effectively contain this group of spirited magicians, but to his surprise, someone inside quickly woke up and used binding magic on him!

Seeing this scene, Peter, who was hiding in the dark, felt his heart rise in his throat, subconsciously wanting to rush forward and escape. But as soon as he made the motion to get up, his mind took over and forced him to stay still.

"No...it's impossible!"

Peter remembered Matt's warning not to go out without a signal arm, and he had to force himself to resist the urge to continue to hide in the shadows and observe.

In the middle of the battlefield, Matt was wading through a gap in the magic rope with adept skill.

If you want to describe the effect of the magic whip in one sentence, it is: useful, but not very useful.

Although the multiples of the magic whip effectively limited his room for maneuver, unfortunately, the speed and accuracy of his release were too chaotic, so he still couldn't stop his murderous aura! Only then did he realize that he was dream.

The gap between the two sides was immediately apparent!

These zealots have very limited Abilities, and they don't have any more deadly spells than Space Blade, a weapon that can compress space into a blade-like shape, because it's essentially a piece of broken space, so it's very sharp and deadly.

But the problem is,

Space Blade is melee magic!

All the magician fanatics present saw how terrifying Matt's close combat was.

The steel rod he wields is so fierce, the strong wind that cuts through the air, and the terrifying power that the magician will break his bones at the slightest touch, all make magicians headaches!

How to do it?

Melee fighters can't beat them, and long-range fighters can't beat them.

At this time, the fanatics felt really powerless, how unwilling they were to face the fighters who moved sharply and caused explosive damage!

bang bang bang...

The shadow on the stick drew a series of shadows, knocking several fanatics into the air.

Matt's eyes wandered to the Zealots, ready to unleash their magic, and he approached the middle child.

"Quick, stop him "々!"

"He wants to disrupt the initiation ceremony!"

The rest of the fanatics saw Matt's dagger pointing at the sacrificed children, their faces were instantly stained with extreme madness, and they rushed forward regardless of life and death! And Matt was no exception.

"Fack, you crazy people!"

Matt's face changed slightly, and he cursed secretly in his heart.

As soon as they saw that he was going to disrupt the sacrificial ceremony, they became members of al Qaeda and rushed to stop him in a frenzy!

"Blade of Space!"

"The Wind of Watum!"

"Crimson Eyes!"

"AMAZING WHIP!"

In an instant, red and orange energy surged, and all kinds of magic bloomed in the hands of fanatics!

Faced with the relentless onslaught of fanatics, Matt managed to escape dozens of fatal attacks by virtue of his agility. However, without superhuman powers, he would inevitably be covered in paint all over his body.

"Don't try to destroy our eternal ritual!!"

The fanatic jumped up with excitement on his face, as if he had been drugged.

"court death!"

Matt's eyes were wide open, his legs were slightly bent, his hind legs were stretched out, and he hit the steel rod with both hands, and a net spread out on the ground!

The man's head exploded like a watermelon, because the steel rod collapsed with great force, and milky white mucus mixed with blood spurted out from it.

Before he could catch his breath, another seven or eight fanatics ran up to him.

Matt twirled his long stick with both hands, creating shadows around him that stopped everyone in their tracks.

The wind with dense sticks and shadow stripes can't even splash water, let alone people.

After the number of deaths multiplied, the brains of the fanatics suddenly calmed down, realizing that the idea of ​​killing Matt with human life was unlikely to come true! So they began to attack Matt.

Although the Thanos bloodline is not fully Awakening, but possessing one of the basic abilities, the looting spirit, makes Matt's stamina and recovery speed far exceed that of ordinary superheroes, realizing the saying "can continue to fight" in the sense of camouflage!

in other words.

As long as it is not a fatal injury or a serious blow, the first one to be absorbed can only be the fanatic, not Matt.

The killing is still going on.

The Zealots didn't back down and attack like lunatics, but they still couldn't stop Matt's advance! Matt was a perfect example.

Matt swung his stick faster and faster as the sacrifice got closer, bone shards and blood gushing like wheat from the crowd of zealots!

+*......

F*......

Sammy...

-*...

Matt, who was bathed in blood, saw the corpses of the fanatics falling behind him, like a sharp awl, cutting through the fanatic's defensive wall alone!

Monster monster!"

"He's not human!"

The zealots were terrified and uttered cries of fear.

With the steel rod in his hand, Matt was about to start the sacrificial ceremony when his pupils suddenly narrowed, and a sharp tearing pain erupted from his abdomen.

finger up.....

Matt looked down in disbelief to see a transparent, scaly blade slowly piercing his stomach.

"We'll meet again..."

A familiar voice sounded behind him, and Matt tensed up, turning his head to see a pair of deep, split black (Chaino's) pupils.

none other than Kaecilius, chief of the fanatics!".

"puff!"

Matt spat out a mouthful of blood, his body trembled a few times, and he almost fell to the ground.

"idiot!"

Kaecilius wiped the blood on the Space Knife, with a sneer on his face: "I didn't expect you to come back after I spared your life last time?"

Chapter 211 Jessica: I'm here to regain the lost glory!.

The situation suddenly took a turn for the worse!

It all happened so fast that no one expected it.

One second Matt was in the upper hand, out of nowhere, and the next he was about to walk out for the ceremony [stabbed in the back by the soft Kaecilius!] It was all shocking.

"Night.....Nightmare!"

Peter's pupils shrank slightly, and the cold hairs on his back stood up, a puff of blue smoke came out, and the cold air spread throughout his body like silk. "When he appeared in......... I didn't notice him at all!"

This is really shocking!.