Miss Serena's daily rent collection in American comics

Therefore, Nashima had no intention of caring about these arrogant rookies who didn't take their lives seriously. As a time traveler, she was also a serious demon hunter. She was just a little happy about the changes in the world. The emergence of those supernatural beings meant that her skills were no longer a secret. The more these half-way talents who didn't know their own abilities died, the more those arrogant idiots would realize how powerful she was. By then, she could turn this business into a real monopoly.

"Ma'am! It's dangerous here, go home quickly."

Perhaps because this place is close to the wealthy area, the higher-ups attach great importance to it. Before Nahima had walked far, she saw a dozen police cars, screaming and rushing towards her from all directions. Countless big-bellied strong men holding police shotguns and AR rifles jumped out of the cars quickly, and soon surrounded the front door of the church. In the distance, she even saw two small vans with the logo of the local TV station painted on them, waiting for the big news to come to them.

“I’m walking.”

A police car stopped beside Nahima, and then a very politically correct pair of men, one in black and one in yellow, got out of the car.

"Ma'am, where do you live? I can drive you there...Alas, we can't even sleep well since those damn guys suddenly showed up."

Perhaps knowing what was happening in the church, Nashima found that many of the police officers just squatted there after arriving at the designated location. What's worse, the two people beside her looked righteous and said they wanted to evacuate the crowd, but they didn't have the courage to go. But this was not unexpected to her. After all, this was the United States where happy education and monotheism were rampant. Even China, which had a special campaign to destroy the four olds and fight against feudal superstition in history, had a large number of supporters of supernatural things until the revival of spiritual energy.

Fortunately, the spiritual energy of the world has revived, so that these guys with strange ideas can use their folk knowledge in a new way. But in Nashima's opinion, the sudden changes in the world are full of weird atmosphere. She believes that this is definitely not an isolated case, but that the entire multiverse has undergone some kind of abnormality. The current situation on Earth is just a side effect...

"Where I live? Haha...it's better if you don't know about this kind of thing."

Nahima just shook her head and refused the police officer's invitation to slack off. She had a lot of commissions tonight, so the place she was going to was not a place where people could sleep peacefully...

(PS: Think for a moment, then sneakily stretch out a tail and put it in the bowl to try to trap readers' votes.)

(PS2: I want some money! And then make a super loud noise...)

Chapter 321 Everything is happening at the same time

[Current time: Heng Era 283]

【Battle Name: Unknown】

【...】

【correct】

[Hell Wave: Korshmiki Plains]

[Warning: Detected that the 9th ring magic undead disaster is in effect]

[Warning: War Moon is rising]

[Current world depth: VIII]

Latana was stunned to see the bloody scene of the old woman who had just protected her from being cut in half by the skeleton soldier, and whose bones crawled out of her body after her death. If it weren't for the strange panel that suddenly appeared in front of her and the cold and emotionless prompt sound, she might not have reacted any more until she was knocked down by the corpse.

【Please choose your weapon】

[Soul Reaper (★☆☆☆☆☆): Automatically releases a death scythe from hell every 1 second, causing 2 points of physical damage to all enemies within a 20-meter range in front of it.]

[Holy Punishment (★☆☆☆☆☆): Summons a spear of holy light to pierce through an entire line of enemies, causing 5 points of holy damage. Each time an enemy is pierced through, the base damage of the next attack is increased by 50%.]

[Soul Magic Bullet (★☆☆☆☆☆): Magic from the spirit world defends you, releasing 3 automatic tracking magic bullets every 20 seconds, causing (1-10 points) of random magic damage.]

"Fuck!"

Finally reacting, Latana screamed and turned to the side. This was how she managed to avoid the attack of the zombie transformed from the dead old woman. If she still didn't realize what she had encountered after witnessing such a horrifying scene, then all the online novels she read in middle school would have been in vain.

"I just lowered my head to wash my face, how did I travel through time......"

To be honest, Ratana was still in a state of confusion at this time. Because from her perspective, she had just gotten up in the morning and washed her face. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw an old woman who pushed her aside with a horrified look on her face, and then died on the spot, splashing blood all over her body. It's hard for an adult to experience this kind of thing. Can they react instantly and accept it happily? What's more, she just came through and is still a child. The skinny and fragile hands and feet made her doubt that this thing might be more fragile than the PVC hoses piled on the balcony before she crossed through.

"System! I choose Reaper of Souls!"

Relying on the height difference between her petite body and the Gundam skeleton soldier, Ratana managed to dodge the attack again. Without giving it much thought, she chose the one among the three weapons that seemed to have the highest panel damage.

In a flash, just as the undead that broke into the room was ready to strike Latana on the forehead with the rusty long sword with the full level of tetanus enchantment in its hand, a dark blue translucent sickle suddenly appeared in front of Latana and swept past at an extremely exaggerated speed, cutting all the objects within the 2-meter range in half...

[Experience gained: +1]

[Experience gained: +3]

〖Current experience required: 4/10〗

As the wooden house that was split in two collapsed, knocking Latana inside the house unconscious, prompts from the system slowly emerged in front of her and began to show its presence.

"Give experience? Then it should be dead. Luckily, my hands were fast, before it touched me... Shit!"

He Nai himself is uneducated, and he can only say "wow" to the world...

Latana finally crawled out of the ruins of the wooden house. Before she could even stand firm, she was shocked to find that almost every place she saw outside the house was filled with dense skeletons and various rotten monsters! The rotten army composed of corpses and skeletons was like a natural disaster. Just one look at it reminded her of the terrible appearance of the subway station within the Second Ring Road during rush hour in the morning and evening.

"Blood...flesh..."

Some zombies that were clearly not dead yet kept wailing and whispering with their broken and rotten throats. Death did not take away the pain they had suffered in life. Under the control of the invisible evil magic, they were like puppets, controlled by the possible ancient lich, constantly slaughtering the living people around them who could breathe.

“This, this, this, this… isn’t this too much?!!”

It was not until the rotten corpse that was so close to her was cut in half by the Scythe of Souls that swept out of thin air that Latana finally reacted from her daze and burst into a cry of surprise.

Ratana once asked herself what kind of person she was. When she was a kid, she liked to skip classes and school, but she didn't drink or smoke. She didn't learn any of the habits of the ruffians at the school gate, even though she skipped classes and school to go to the Internet cafe. But... in general, she is still a good person. So, the question is, since they are all good people, why do good people encounter such a weird thing? Although there is an old saying that is true, it can't be true that only evil can last for a thousand years.

There are always many disputes in the human world, for money, for resources, for wives, for children. There are countless troubles, but there is no sharp knife that can easily cut off these troubles.

Just like what is happening now...

Latana didn't think this was unusual, as a person living in the 21st century. There was nothing she hadn't seen before.

Stars twinkle in the night sky, and the Milky Way hangs down and cuts across the sky to the other side. Occasionally there is lightning, which may be the elements mentioned in the magic world. Like smoke, like wind. Pieces of elves gather together and spread across the inky night sky. They form stars, they reflect the moonlight, and they are lighthouses in the absolute darkness...

But the land shrouded in darkness is now filled with countless staggering, rotting figures, as if falling into a nightmare abyss.

[Experience gained: +3]

[Experience gained: +3]

〖Current experience required: 10/10〗

〖Level has been upgraded......〗

【Please choose your weapon】

Fortunately, Latana knew that she was not destined to die. Facing the endless tide of corpses, the system was her greatest reliance...

(PS: I secretly stretched out a hand, then put it in the bowl and started waiting for votes, hehehehehehehe.)

Chapter 322: The Dark Moment

So cold, so dark.

So much so that in countless eternities, even the burning light seemed so faint.

But the Light grew and became stronger, and the Nothingness began to tremble and shake.

Finally, the darkness screamed, both out of pain and out of relief.

At that moment, a multiverse was born. Countless worlds resonating and arranging. What should have been a single universe became many. But among the many overlaps, there will always be a unique one, and that is the 'deviation'.

And 'deviations'... create 'story'.

In an infinite number of similar yet different universes...

Everyone will die eventually. Some people die early, from the moment they are born. Some people die late, and may be gradually forgotten thousands of years after they pass away.

At first glance, the city was all dark, but a few people saw that light. It flickered like a candle in the night wind, and did not go out despite the heavy rain. In the end, it turned into a fire that set the prairie ablaze...

"When I was about six years old, I saw the wind for the first time. The gentle ripples lingered on my fingertips, and the sound sounded like migratory birds singing in the morning. I stroked the wind, and the wind surrounded me. I felt like I had found the sweetest candy in life, until my parents... opened the door of my room with horror. They looked at me as if they had seen a monster."

Sitting at the bar of the Pulhouse Bar, sipping the favorite hand-made cocktails of the residents of the Los Angeles Art District, Rania talked about the past as if no one was around. Now it was almost closing time, and the only person in front of the bar besides herself was the old man in a black Bonnieville suit. In this society that stubbornly follows the 8-hour workday, isn't it a lucky thing to find such a quiet listener? Americans never care about anything other than themselves, unless the matter has implicated him.

"They cried bitterly and said to me, 'Rovna, my little nightingale, why do you have the power of the devil?' Then, they invited a priest to exorcise the devil for me with the money that should have been used to buy bread and lamp oil. They even locked me in the cellar during the meeting. Just to keep the guests away from danger. It was that day that I understood what was in my hand. It... was not actually wind. It was called 'electromagnetic force', and it... was one of the four fundamental forces in the universe."

After saying that, Rania looked up at the old man at the other end of the bar. The glass wine cup decorated with gold wire seemed to be lifted from the table by some invisible big hand, and flew very steadily to the old man's hand. Just when the cup was about to touch the old man's body, Rania made a movement to retract her force. But the cup did not fall down, it was caught steadily by someone——in an equally strange floating form.

"Four thousand years ago, when humans first saw us, they called us gods. Fear is the umbilical cord between us and them. One side will always choose to compromise with fear and become a slave to the feared side. But just like a thousand-year dynasty will eventually collapse, in the long time, gods will also fall. Fear has become a spear stabbing us, and humans have chosen to pull us down from the altar. And now, they want to enslave us. It's just because, we are born with the ability... they don't have it."

Gently putting down the wine glass in his hand, the old man, who should have said nothing, suddenly raised his head as a loyal listener. There seemed to be a flame burning in his eyes, and Rania recognized that look, which was something that only children who belonged to the same universe would have...

"Eric Magnus Lansherr, but humans prefer to call me...Magneto."

The old Magneto quietly looked at the girl sitting at the bar who suddenly changed her identity and became silent, and his heart was full of amazement. Although he was not a telepath, his old friend Charles had the most powerful mind in the world. So he knew very well what this orange-yellow spiritual sheen in superflow meant. It was a symbol of a threat beyond the Omega level. Only the most powerful mutants in the world would have the same color as the sun.

"Rania Sergeyevna Petrovna, a time traveler passing through here."

Seeing that Magneto introduced himself first, Rania also said one of her aliases.

"Omega-level mutant?"

Hearing this, Eric raised his eyebrows slightly.

"No, it's a little higher than that. The beast from Earth-18854 even created a class just for me. He said... I'm Omicron-class? But Nathaniel Richards over there went crazy, and somehow he killed Galactus in their reality and gained his power. Then he called himself Time-Eater, and used Ta'a II to connect to the multiverse hub, trying to invade other realities. So we had a fight, and then I came to this world."

Rania just shrugged indifferently at Magneto's surprise. She had told this story to many people. Some people would be extremely surprised after hearing it, especially the mutants. In their eyes, the Omega class might be the most powerful force in the world. It can almost control the entire universe, turn fantasy into reality, and do everything that human power cannot do. So when they heard the Omicron class, this almost crazy title, that kind of surprise would gradually turn into... a kind of fear as their own abilities were revealed.

Just as they fear Apocalypse, there is no mutant who would not fear the power that Rania wields.

"It sounds like... you've been through a lot?"

But Eric was not afraid of her because of this. Instead, he was...very interested in her.

(PS: And this volume is about to end! A new volume will be coming soon!)

(PS2: Think for a moment, then stretch out a tail, trying to trap Piao Piao...)

<Final Crisis (Earth-??)>

Chapter 323 Miss Linhua is online again

It seems that summer vacation is coming soon, and more and more students are still wandering outside at night. Although not all schools have a curfew, they are still wandering around after midnight. Are there really so many so-called bad boys? But what does this have to do with me? Even though they are both wandering outside in the middle of the night, there is a fundamental difference between Linhua and this group of "bad boys". They wander around because they have nothing to do, while she runs around to find someone...

This is Academy City, a huge surreal "academy" with a population of 230 million, almost all of whom are students, occupying one-third of Tokyo. Why is it surreal? There are superpowers here, and more than % of the students are superpowers. In daily life, they can perform a series of magical operations that would kill scientists on the spot. But these abilities are developed by "scientific" means... This is very thought-provoking.

"Why should I follow you out here? It's so hot here. I want to eat ice cream and Haagen-Dazs. I don't want to follow you here to find someone."

Following beside Linhua, the system was under double pressure and had no choice but to transform into a little loli. It looked up at the starry sky at a 45-degree angle with a look of despair on its face.

"Shut up, you're the only one in the family who eats the most."

Lin Hua glared fiercely at the little loli system beside him, looking like a master, and once again suppressed the urge to beat up this system.