The Extraordinary Life of a Certain American Comic...

Chapter 202 The Secret of Calder's Immortality

The magic of a dozen wizards is combined into one person. Isn't that a huge commotion? Isn't that a cool scene?

The answer is yes.

It's not only big, but also cool.

but……

Useless.

Locke could tell at a glance that even though the young witch had absorbed the magic of ten wizards and her life level had increased significantly, she was still at the extraordinary level.

and so!

useless.

His "invulnerability to all laws" is said to be able to resist the level of extraordinary life, which means it can resist the level of extraordinary life.

Even if your magic power is vast, even comparable to that of a demon god, if your life level doesn't increase, then it's simply not working.

Locke looked at the witch who had rejuvenated before him and smiled slightly: "You think you can defeat me like this?"

The witch, whose face had instantly transformed from one of peace and prosperity to one of calamity and destruction, sneered upon hearing this.

"Primordial Tyrant, you are indeed very strong."

"so what?"

"But if I want to leave, you probably can't stop me."

"..."

Locke was taken aback by what he heard.

After the witch finished speaking, she opened her right hand, and instantly, accompanied by a bright light, a magic circle appeared beneath her feet.

She didn't actually say anything.

At first, she genuinely believed that she could defeat Locke once she unified all the magic power within one person.

But after she absorbed the magic of the other wizards, her gaze towards Locke changed even more.

Well, how should I put it?

When she didn't possess the magic, she viewed Locke like a frog in a well looking at the moon.

But now that she has absorbed all the wizards, she finds that Locke is like an ant seeing the blue sky.

What kind of witch's protection?

What kind of super high defense?

fart!

This is clearly a new god.

Although the witch didn't quite understand why Locke's divinity was so weak, like a candle flickering in the wind, as if it would be extinguished with a single breath.

but……

God is God.

Even the weakest god is still a god, just like a vampire, no matter how weak, is still a superhuman being, and no ordinary person can provoke them.

God is the same.

So what's the point of even fighting?

Why not just slip away? Anyway, she's already gained other people's magic. As long as she doesn't return it, that magic will be enough for her to live a second life.

The fact that witches could survive from the bloody Middle Ages to the present day, and even become the female head of the Doran Church, naturally means they have their own ways of surviving.

As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn.

The wind is strong, let's get out of here.

Without any hesitation, the witch activated the magic circle, wanting to leave this place.

She can leave in just three seconds.

But she needs three seconds, while some people don't even need one second.

Locke reacted at lightning speed, and seeing the witch's actions, he instantly understood what she wanted to do.

Because back when he was on the Brooklyn Bridge, those two tree-like witches had just walked right past him in such a blatant display.

"Again?"

"The same trick, don't you know it won't work on me?"

"boom!"

Locke remembered the two tree-like witches he had let escape, and seeing this witch who was doing the same thing, his face darkened. He instantly teleported into the magic circle, and then, in the witch's narrowed eyes, he swung his hand and slapped her across the face.

In an instant.

The witch tumbled through the air, spinning like a top, before landing on the ground with a thud.

The witch, suffering from tinnitus, headache, and seeing stars, struggled to her feet with a slap mark on her face, fearfully preparing to unleash her magic again to escape.

The wind howled.

The chanting stopped abruptly.

Locke grabbed the witch by the neck and placed his other hand on her head.

Without further ado, they directly began plundering memories.

moment.

The witch's memories from the past year flooded into Locke's mind.

The location where the Dolan church's account books are kept.

The magical prison of the Church of Doran.

the most important……

The ultimate secret to why the wizard hunter Calder, despite being an ordinary person, is able to live forever.

after awhile.

Locke slowly opened his eyes and looked at the witch in his hand, who opened her mouth as if trying to say something.

Although the witch's face was covered with a slap mark, her face was still a source of calamity for the country.

but……

Click!

"Ding! 』

Kill successful. Gained 200 Extraordinary Points.

Current Extraordinary Points: 225

Ok?

As the witch's fragrant jade fell from the sky, a notification sounded in Locke's mind indicating a successful harvest.

Only two hundred points?

Locke was taken aback at first, but then he realized what was going on.

After all, the witch in his hand had just absorbed the magic power of other wizards, which increased her strength and naturally led to more extraordinary points.

Unfortunately, it was all for naught.

Before he obtained "invulnerability to all magic," wizards were undoubtedly his nemesis.

But now that he has obtained "invulnerability to all magic," the balance of offense and defense has shifted. He has become the nemesis of these wizards who only cultivate magic power and not physical strength.

at the same time.

With the death of the witch in his hand, the magical barrier that had enveloped the surroundings vanished like snow melting away.

into the eye.

Locke saw Chloe, the little witch, and Natasha, who were squatting on the ground not far away, looking at him with surprise.

"What's wrong?" Locke released the corpse from his grasp, looked at the two of them, and smiled slightly. "Aren't you welcoming me?"

Natasha quickly snapped out of her daze, jogged over to Locke's side, and looked him up and down.

"Are you alright?"

"They're nothing but clay chickens and earthenware dogs."

Locke chuckled softly, glancing at Franklin, who lay unconscious on the ground not far away, worth over nine million, and said, "Arrest them all and hand them over to Jack."

There was originally a full ten million.

Unfortunately, he killed one of them.

But killing it is not an option. Having absorbed the magic of so many wizards, Locke is worried that the Hydra will not be able to be suppressed.

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If this witch escapes from Hydra, it won't just be Hydra that's in trouble, but he will too.

Moreover, Hydra had a history of experimental subjects escaping, so Locke considered it and decided to accept the loss of $350,000.

It's always better to be prepared than to try to fix things after they've gone wrong.

The group leader nodded and gestured to the sentries behind him to gather the unconscious wizards together.

At that moment, Natasha noticed the witch's corpse at Locke's feet.

She was somewhat surprised.

"hiss."

"What's wrong?"

"So beautiful, and you just killed her like that?"

Natasha was stunned by the devastating beauty of the Death Witch at her feet, then looked up at Locke: "Haven't you always been fond of beautiful women?"

Upon hearing this, Locke frowned and said, "What do you mean I've always liked beautiful women? When have I ever liked beautiful women?"

"Stephanie?"

"..."

"Catherine".

"..."

Locke blinked, looked at Natasha who had stopped there, and smiled, "Go on, if you say one more thing, I'll admit I'm a lecher, otherwise you're slandering me."

Natasha's words sounded righteous and eloquent; anyone who didn't know better would think she was a person of high moral character.

She rolled her eyes.

"Fine, if you're so capable, then keep this number unchanged."

I tried my best.

Locke didn't make any absolute statements.

After all, love is something that no one knows will come again; it's not something he can control.

However, barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will likely remain in this position.

no way.

Both at home and outside, they're all top-notch, each one more powerful than the last, comparable to a juicer.

This is why his life level has increased. If he were still an ordinary person, not to mention anything else, Catherine alone could have drained him dry.

Locke thought to himself, then, seeing Natasha about to roll her eyes again after hearing this, he quickly changed the subject, saying, "Alright, let's go up and take a look."

That's all.

He turned around, lifted his foot, and walked into the Dolan Church building.

The secret that enabled Calder, an ordinary man, to achieve immortality lies within this building.

Whoever gets this thing will be able to control Calder.

even……

Whoever gets this thing will be able to find the Blood Queen Clark.

Because the heart of the Blood Queen Clark is the secret to Calder's immortality.

The witch's memories told him.

Calder was the wizard hunter who found the Blood Queen Clark, killed her, and sealed her away.

Originally, Calder was supposed to perish together with the Blood Queen Clark.

But before the Blood Queen Clark was sealed away, she cursed Calder, wishing him eternal life and immortality.

This curse sounds mysterious, but in reality, it's because Clark connected his heart to Calder's.

If those wizard hunters crush her heart, then Calder will die too.

Locke led Natasha straight to the floor in the witch's memory and pushed open the door to a conference room.

The thirty-sixth generation, white-haired Bishop Dolan, who was in the conference room, and the thirty-seventh generation, young Dolan, looked at Locke, who swaggered in, with horror.

Doran the 36th rose and roared.

"you……"

"Get out of here."

Locke grabbed Dolan the 36th generation by the shoulder and shoved him aside: "Don't you know I can beat up the Nanshan Nursing Home and kick the Beihai Kindergarten?"

The SHIELD agents who followed Natasha went straight up and subdued Doran Thirty-Six, who was trying to get up from the floor.

Upon seeing this, young Dolan instinctively wanted to escape.

A S.H.I.E.L.D. agent stepped forward, tackled him to the ground, and in a flash, subdued the young Dolan.

"Sir."

"take away."

Natasha glanced at it, but didn't pay any attention, and waved her hand.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. agent nodded.

Just as he was about to escort the younger Dolan and the older Dolan out of the conference room, Locke glanced at the younger Dolan out of the corner of his eye and raised an eyebrow.

"Wait a moment."

"Sir."

The SHIELD agent who was suppressing young Dolan immediately stopped and looked at Locke.

Natasha also looked at Locke with suspicion.

Locke then walked up to young Dolan and asked with some curiosity, "Can you tell me why you have the aura of a tree witch on you?"

Young Dolan shuddered!

……

(End of this chapter)