American comics: I became a god at the beginning, I chose to practice both science and magic

Killer Frost thought for a moment, and what he said was not without reason.

"You mean, he deliberately let us go? Why?"

"This is the problem we should figure out." After saying that, Katana sheathed the Soul Reaper and walked into the control room again.

After weighing the pros and cons, Frost Killer felt that it would be difficult for him to survive at sea alone, so he had no choice but to follow in.

This time they saw that figure again, he was still sitting on the same chair, exactly the same as before.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

This time, Katana did not choose to fight with swords, but came with awe.

"I have many names."

The tall man turned around, his face covered by a black cloak, only a pair of golden pupils were faintly visible under the hood, which was intimidating.

"This is no longer the realm of the living. You shouldn't be here."

"We... came here to look for someone." Katana hesitated.

"I know." The man nodded, but he added, "The living people in this submarine are now my property."

Katana and Frost Killer looked at each other, and both had the same meaning in their eyes: everyone here was indeed killed by him.

But there wasn't even a corpse, and this fact made them terrified when they thought about it carefully.

The two didn't dare to think too much or ask too many questions.

But Katana knows something more than Killer Frost, she can communicate with the soul within the Soul Reaper.

So she could feel that they were afraid of him, afraid of the man in front of them.

This was something she had never encountered before, and it suddenly occurred to her that she did not detect any hostility from the man.

So, amidst Killer Frost's surprised and even shocked expression, she asked the man in front of her, "I have something I want to ask of you. Are you willing to listen?"

The corners of the man's mouth curled up slightly under the cloak.

"Yes, as long as you are willing to pay the price."

Killer Frost instantly grabbed Katana upon hearing this, she growled in Katana's ear in a low voice.

"Do you know what you are doing!"

"If we don't find a way out of here, we might never get out. I have a feeling this deal isn't all bad..."

Killer Frost didn't know where her confidence came from. Was this woman crazy from practicing martial arts or was she bewitched?

However, the samurai swordsmen have been practicing kendo for many years. What they believe in most is the intuition in their hearts, which can also be called the swordsman's intuition. It is like a whim that can only be encountered by chance.

Last time she trusted her intuition and obtained the family heirloom "Soul Reaper". This time, she will trust this intuition as always.

Her intuition told her that the man in front of her was most likely a god.

Her family believes in Shintoism, so they are full of reverence for all gods.

The tall man nodded. "I am the messenger of dreams and the guide of death. Mortal, tell me your wish."

As soon as he heard the tone, Katana knew that he had guessed correctly, the man in front of him was indeed a god.

She even speculated in her heart that this great god might be the god of Atlantis.

And based on his self-introduction just now, he is most likely here to take away the souls of the dead in Atlantis.

This makes perfect sense!

They had all seen the tragic situation in Atlantis, where there were almost no living people left.

If there really is a Grim Reaper in charge of this area, it is not impossible for them to encounter him.

Moreover, she had previously learned from the "Soul Reaper" that the Atlantis incident was actually committed by an alien race led by the "Peace Messenger".

Then it is understandable that this Grim Reaper massacred the people on the submarine. The area under his jurisdiction was slaughtered by a group of alien species. Even Buddha would be angry, right?

Dane himself didn't know. He didn't say anything, but Katana had already figured out all the causes and consequences for him.

The man standing in this submarine is of course him, but he is now standing here as the God of Death instead of Shazam.

Katana respectfully put forward his request: "Sir, I hope we can leave this sea area and return to the shore."

Dane nodded: "Yes, but the price is your soul."

"Shit!" Frost Killer knew that the other party was going to ask for too much, so she objected before Katana could say anything.

"What if we say no?"

Dane chuckled softly.

"Even if you don't agree, I can wait until you are lost in this sea and finally tortured by loneliness to the point of committing suicide before I take your soul."

"The souls of the dead on this sea are all my property. From the moment you entered, your souls no longer belonged to you."

Dane's words did not scare them. As an orthodox god of death, he was a death walker with the stamp of "Death".

As long as he wishes, every soul within his sight can be his property.

Moreover, he is not restricted by the rules of the old gods. Ordinary gods of death cannot kill humans directly.

Otherwise, just kill people and take their souls directly, wouldn't the performance soar like a rocket?

But Dane could do it, but he was more restrained as a man and a god, so he didn't choose to do so...

If he disregarded the consequences and recklessly killed people and took their souls to enhance his own divine power, wouldn't he become the very kind of demon he despised the most? A mere ghoul.

But even if you don't do that, this power still has some other uses.

When Killer Frost heard what Dane said, his heart sank. The truth hurts people because it is true.

If this man really did what he said, then it seemed like no matter what she did, it would be useless.

Damn Amanda Waller!

Frost Killer, who had no idea what to do, could only curse Amanda over and over again in his heart. It was because of this fat woman that he ended up in this situation.

But before she could curse Waller in her heart as a grandfather, Katana had already realized it.

The Japanese can even gamble with their country's destiny, let alone a mere soul?

"If you can grant me what I ask, I will give you my soul."

Frost Killer was stunned. She found that she had underestimated the courage of this Japanese woman. She was a ruthless person!

Dane raised his head, his golden irises lighting up, his golden eyes meeting Katana's.

Katana suddenly felt like he had lost something.

She thought about it carefully and suddenly realized that it was her name.

Her name is... her name is... what's her name?

Dane stretched out his arm, and from the tip of his long index finger protruded a pitch-black spike, the kiss of death.

Katana felt a strong aura of death enveloping her, and the fear in her biological instinct was madly warning her.

But she held back!

The kiss of death gently touched the small red 0.7 circle on the samurai sword's mask.

Wearing a sanitary napkin on your head looks ugly!

A mass of black substance spread outward from the tip of the black thorn, instantly dyeing her mask pure black.

Under the mask, Katana's sclera turned black and her irises turned red, and she also appeared to have the same divine power as Dane, but weaker.

The gods can bestow a portion of their power upon their believers.

For example, the spider god Ansali can give the vixen the Tantu necklace to share his divine power with his believers.

Like the god Naboo, he can share his divine power with Kent Nelson.

As the legitimate God of Death, Dane certainly has this ability, but he does not need believers or faith, so he has never done so before.

But a katana? Dane thought she'd make a good blade.

When she decided to dedicate her soul to him, she actually also dedicate her life and even her loyalty to him.

No different from believers.

"I accept your name. From now on, your new name will be Katana."

Chapter 185 I, Helena, will be strong all my life...

Killer Frost watched as Katana made a deal with an unknown man in front of her, and then her entire demeanor changed.

"Are you okay?"

"Me?" Katana stretched, feeling the power filling his body. "It's never been so good!"

After accepting the deal from the Lord God, even the Soul Taker became much more obedient.

Moreover, she could feel that there was a stronger connection between herself and the Lord God, as if her voice could directly reach the will of God.

"Your wish has been granted, the deal is done, now leave this sea."

After saying that, Katana and Killer Frost suddenly felt groggy and a heavy sense of sleepiness came over them.

"Wait... may I ask your name..."

But Dane didn't answer, and Katana didn't last long before closing her eyes.

Dane stepped on the submarine floor, and magic instantly spread throughout the entire ship.

He cast a teleportation spell, sending the entire submarine directly to the east coast not far from where they had departed.

After doing all this, Dane stretched out his hand and tore it open, like tearing open a curtain, and behind the curtain was a magnificent world.

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An unknown amount of time passed, but when Katana opened her eyes again, she was still in the submarine.

She turned her head to look at her side and saw that Killer Frost was also unconscious.

She immediately jumped up and held the Soul Taker again in her hand.

By communicating with the soul in the sword, she learned that the unknown god had sent them out of the Sea of Death.

Katana immediately woke up Killer Frost. Fortunately, they were just asleep, so Killer Frost was quickly awakened.

"What happened?"

Having just woken up, Killer Frost was still a little dazed.

"That's right! Submarine, we need to get out!"

"Then let's go out and take a look!"

Katana glanced at the time displayed on the HUD; the time had changed again.

When she entered Atlantis, she clearly remembered that several hours had passed.

But now the timestamp showed that only a few minutes had passed since they entered Bermuda.

The world inside and the outside seemed to be in two completely different time periods. For some reason, the Frost Killer, who was originally very perceptive, seemed to be unaware of it at this moment.

Katana, with her doubts, pushed open the hatch on the deck with ease, proving that they had indeed left the deep water.

Killer Frost climbed out eagerly, followed by Katana.

The land is so close!

"We're back!"

Killer Frost almost cried for joy. She thought she would never be able to come back in this life. It really felt like she had survived a disaster.

The submarine ran aground on a beach. Katana felt that the beach seemed familiar, but she didn't remember being here before.

But Killer Frost recognized the place at a glance.

"Isn't this Metropolis?"

There was a city in the distance of the beach. Katana then discovered that there were many construction sites still under construction around the beach.

Those were the places that were destroyed during the Atlantis invasion.

After hearing what Frost Killer said, Katana also remembered that she had seen it on Kuaishou News. No wonder it felt a little familiar.