American comics: Incredible comprehension, hand-crafted forbidden spells

Master Wang's head was buzzing.

I used to think Lin Jie had an abnormally high level of comprehension; he could learn something just by looking at it once.

Now it seems that this is simply unreasonable!

He can even conjure up magic spells out of thin air just to fool people.

The terrifying pressure emanating from Lin Jie continued to rise, spreading wildly in all directions like a tsunami.

"That's terrifying..." Master Wang stared at Lin Jie's retreating figure, his voice trembling. "This guy... he's practically a living god!"

An uncontrollable sense of panic gripped Master Wang's heart.

In fact, the scope of the disaster has extended far beyond the crossroads.

As Lin Jie's spiritual energy erupted, the magnetic field of the entire city became distorted.

The scene shifts.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building.

Commissioner Nick Fury stood before the panoramic floor-to-ceiling window, his single eye fixed on the billowing smoke over New York City, his brow furrowed in a deep frown.

Outside in the corridor, the agents could be heard screaming in a chaotic commotion.

"Oh my god! I'm so scared! Why am I so scared! A demon is coming out! The aliens in the sky are just here to die!"

"Not a devil! It's a god! The sleeping god on Earth is about to awaken! How terrifying!"

"A true god has descended! In his eyes, we are less than insects! We are doomed!"

Hearing these heart-wrenching screams, Nick Fury's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, he would never have believed that such nonsense came from the mouth of an elite S.H.I.E.L.D. agent.

What true god? What old god?

What the hell are they spouting?!

Instead of helping with the frontline command system, what's wrong with these guys crammed into the corridor and acting crazy?!

"Hill!" Nick Fury yelled at his second-in-command, "What's wrong with these guys?!"

As the second-in-command of S.H.I.E.L.D., Agent Hill's face was now frighteningly pale.

She shook her head, immediately walked to the control panel, and connected to frontline agent Barton's private channel.

Patton, codename Hawkeye.

She is definitely one of the most mentally resilient assassins in S.H.I.E.L.D.

Hill was hoping to get some useful information out of him.

"Barton, what's going on at the front? All the agents in the department have gone crazy!" Hill asked urgently into the microphone.

however.

All that came through the communicator was Patton's trembling voice.

He kept repeating three words: "I'm so scared... I'm so scared..."

The sound came through the speaker, and Nick Fury and Hill exchanged a glance, their hearts skipping a beat at the same time.

How could Hawkeye, who's seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood, be so terrified? What kind of monster did he encounter?

"What are you so afraid of? Barton, explain yourself!" Hill slammed his hand on the control panel in frustration.

"God! God is waking up! This is a warning! Stop hitting him..." Barton howled incoherently.

"Thud—"

A crisp sound traveled through the communication waves.

Nick Fury, with his keen ears, immediately stepped forward and demanded in a low voice, "Barton, what fell to the ground? Was it your bow? You can't even hold your weapon properly?!"

Patton completely ignored the chief's questions, only muttering repeatedly, "Run...run fast...no, there's nowhere left to hide on Earth..."

Nick Fury sensed that things were going to get serious.

"Switch to Steve's channel immediately!" Fury ordered decisively.

Hill's hands flew across the keyboard, and as soon as the communication channel was switched, Captain America's roar echoed throughout the office.

"It's God! He's angry! We've offended the true God!"

Hill swallowed hard, then turned to Fury: "Sir, Steve's condition is even worse than Patton's!"

Nick Fury was completely dumbfounded.

Why is everyone calling for God?

Has Loki come up with some new trick to control the brain?

Just as Fury was having a crazy brainstorming session.

"Sir! Look at the big screen!"

Hill suddenly pointed at the monitor on the wall, his voice trembling.

Fury immediately looked up.

On the large screen, high-definition surveillance cameras connected to downtown New York City are displayed.

With just one glance, Fury's one eye almost popped out of its socket.

On the screen.

The entire city of New York was found kneeling on the asphalt.

Even more outrageous is that Captain America, Hawkeye Barton, and even Tony Stark in his high-tech armor...

They were all kneeling on the ground!

Everyone raised their hands high and prostrated themselves on the ground, as if performing some kind of extremely fervent worship ritual.

Tony Stark, the mighty one, actually knelt down?!

Nick Fury felt like his brainstem was about to burn out. His mind was a jumble of questions, like wasps swarming around him.

The king of spies, who always liked to be in control of the overall situation, experienced the helplessness of being completely in the dark for the first time in his life.

What on earth is going on at the front lines?!

Who is Tony Stark?

The famous Iron Man!

A technological genius with immense wealth, he is arrogant and doesn't even give face to the Minister of Defense.

Where is Captain America?

The spiritual totem of Country M!

A super tough guy who survived the hail of bullets in World War II, he wasn't even afraid of death.

And Hawkeye Patton!

The top assassin in S.H.I.E.L.D., cold-blooded and ruthless, killing without even blinking an eye.

These three men, who are as tough as steel, are now kneeling on the street!

Not only did he kneel, but he also raised his hands high, looking like he was worshipping devoutly?

Whom are they worshipping?

Who is the god they are calling out to?

Could it be Loki?

impossible!

Loki, the Asgardian prince who loves to perform acrobatics, even with the Tesseract, could never overwhelm these superheroes with just his aura.

Nick Fury stared intently at the big screen with his one eye.

He felt his worldview was collapsing rapidly.

He now wished he could sprout wings and fly straight to downtown New York City to see what kind of monster had descended upon them.

But he can't.

As the king of secret agents, Nick Fury's first principle is never to put himself in a dangerous situation.

"Sir, the situation at the front is too strange. The communication channels are all garbled. Shall I lead a team to check it out myself?"

Agent Hill, who was standing nearby, noticed the director's anxiety and volunteered to take charge.

This is exactly what Nick Fury wanted.

"Go! Be careful. S.H.I.E.L.D. needs to find out what kind of monsters are lurking in New York!"

Upon receiving the order, Hill immediately turned around, shuffling out of the office in his military boots.

......

The camera pans again.

The rooftop of the New York Temple in downtown New York City.

The Ancient One, dressed in a yellow sorcerer's robe, stood quietly at the edge of the rooftop.

She looked down at the city of New York, which was engulfed in flames and eerily frozen in time, her brow furrowing slightly.

"This shouldn't be..." Gu Yi murmured to herself.

The usually serene and composed Venerable Master showed a rare hint of surprise in his eyes at this moment.

According to the future trajectory predicted by the Eye of Agamotto.

Today's battle should be Loki leading an alien army to invade, and then the Avengers step in to drive them back.

But now, the plot has completely gone off track!

The entire heart of New York City was enveloped by an extremely powerful and unreasonable magical pressure.

This aura was extremely domineering and pervasive.

If Gu Yi hadn't lived for hundreds of years and hadn't developed an unyielding mind, she might have been affected by it at this moment.

This is the taste of fear.

But this magic is very sophisticated.

It doesn't force fear into your mind; rather, it acts as a trigger, amplifying your deep-seated panic about the unknown.

As long as you are a human being, as long as you have fear in your heart, this magic can amplify your inner fear a hundredfold, a thousandfold!

The Ancient One believed that having lived for so long, she knew everything about the magical sects on Earth.

She had never seen such an unreasonable form of mental pressure magic before.

She had no idea who created this magic.

"Supreme Master!"

I heard hurried footsteps behind me.

Master Modu rushed up to the rooftop in a panic, not even bothering to bow, and urgently reported to the guide:

"Something's happened! All the mages we sent to help are in trouble! The ones with stronger magic are struggling to stay afloat, but several trainee mages have actually knelt on the ground, repeatedly shouting that a god is about to descend! What on earth is going on?"

Looking at the Ancient One's calm back, Mordo felt a little more at ease.

Fortunately, as long as the Supreme Master is here, the sky won't fall down.

"Can you feel it? There's something in the air."

Gu Yi didn't turn around, but simply asked a question.

Modu was taken aback.

He closed his eyes and concentrated his mental energy to sense the surrounding magnetic field.

A few seconds later.

Modu suddenly opened his eyes and gasped.

"What...what kind of power is this?!"

If it weren't for the Ancient One's reminder, Mordo wouldn't have noticed at all.

This magical pressure hidden in the air was like an invisible giant net, tightly binding the entire city of New York.

"Master, could it be Dormammu attacking?"

Mordo's first thought was that Kamar-Taj's mortal enemy.

"It's not Dormammu. His aura isn't that pure." The Ancient One shook her head.

Although her face remained expressionless, her fingers, hidden in her sleeve, unconsciously rubbed together.

"No matter who it is, with such domineering power, we absolutely cannot let him run rampant on Earth! We must find him immediately, either expel him or eliminate him outright!" Mordo's eyes sharpened.

He has always hated evil and could not tolerate any destabilizing factors.

"Think things through before acting impulsively."

Gu Yi gave a soft reprimand, her tone tinged with helplessness.

Mordo wanted to argue, but the Ancient One raised her hand and pointed to the sky above: "Don't rush to shout for war, look up."

Mordo looked up following the Ancient One's finger.

I only glanced at it.

Modu froze completely, his mouth slightly open, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

Gu Yi continued to gaze into the distance, her voice soft yet carrying an undeniable certainty:

"It seems that a formidable monster has emerged on our Earth."