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

Among them, the body flexibility has become particularly outstanding. Dane personally tested it and found that it is as versatile as a gymnast.

Otherwise, fighting against a god should have ended in one round.

But Harley was able to fight him for six rounds in the first battle, and even dared to provoke a second battle, which shows that she has something up her sleeve.

Noticing his mind drifting further and further away, Dane quickly gathered his thoughts.

I started to think about magic, technology and other knowledge and memorized them.

It was a close call, the female demon almost disturbed my mind!

At this time, Harry finished taking a shower, changed his clothes and walked out of the room.

Her new clothes were bought by Dane specifically for her based on his memory.

Thanks to their in-depth communication, Dane knew her body size very well.

As soon as they came out, Harley couldn't wait to stamp his face, then took his hand and walked into the portal.

Leaving the witch to do the housework tirelessly...

In the Hall of Justice, Poison Ivy is repeatedly using her abilities to try to control Superman's mind.

But at this time Clark had a strong resistance to her abilities, although he could not break free instantly.

But there is no need to worry that he will be directly controlled and forced to act according to orders like last time.

To be honest, Clark's performance was actually pretty good if he really wanted to kill someone.

With Batman and Catwoman's speed, they would be torn into pieces before they could react. It can be seen that under the influence of kindness in his heart, he did not forget to show mercy even when being controlled.

"Ivy~!" As soon as Harley saw her best friend, she ran over happily.

"Harlin?" Poison Ivy was very surprised. She didn't expect Dane to rescue the person so quickly.

She relaxed a little, and Clark immediately opened the control.

He shook his head and looked at Dane.

He looked at Harry again, and his eyes wandered suspiciously between the two of them.

"she is..."

Dane slapped him on the shoulder and pulled him away.

"Yes, it's what you think."

As he said this, he gave Clark a look that all men understood.

No, I don't understand.

Clark thought with some envy.

Logically speaking, with Clark's figure, appearance, and material conditions, there are plenty of girls for him to choose from.

But he is too innocent and emotionally conservative, which is totally unlike an American.

"You can actually find a girl you like. There's no need to be like an ascetic, right?"

Then his eyes moved back and forth between Clarke with a strange look.

"You wouldn't do it at home..."

"No! Absolutely not!" Clark quickly interrupted him.

Then he shrank his head and said stubbornly: "I just lack some opportunities."

"Then why haven't you ever come to any of the parties I've hosted?"

Clark scowled when he mentioned this. As a superman, his senses were extremely sensitive.

The party scene was like a huge garbage dump to him, and all kinds of weird smells made him want to vomit.

By the way, in the original book, if Superman didn't really love Lois, he probably wouldn't be able to stay with her for long.

Except for demigods like Dane and Diana, who are inherently clean, this planet is almost entirely populated by dirty and smelly creatures.

So Superman is really kind and can endure such an environment and live with everyone.

In daily life, if you have friends who don’t mind your body odor and want to play with you.

You also think he is a good person, right?

Dane gave him advice:

"You should actively shut down this ability, at least not on a daily basis, otherwise life will be meaningless."

"I know, but it's hard. It's like going against my natural instincts."

"Perhaps you could seek some magical help," Dane said with a smile.

"I recently developed a kind of magic, or perhaps a curse would be more appropriate, that can blind the five senses of some esoteric beings."

"It allows superhumans like you, who have keen senses, to reduce their sensory levels to those of ordinary people."

"I combined it with something and turned it into a magical tool so that ordinary people can use it."

The more Clark listened, the more he felt something was wrong. He couldn't help but ask:

"What do you study this for?"

Dane said as a matter of course: "Of course it's to imprison those super criminals with keen senses!"

Clark's face fell, and he demanded, "So, those are handcuffs?!"

"Don't say that." Dane comforted him: "The shape is not important. It's a nanomaterial. You can also combine it into a watch, a necklace, or something else."

"This way you won't be noticeable, and most importantly, you can observe the world from an ordinary person's perspective again."

"Isn't this feeling long overdue?"

In fact, this matter is also due to Dane to some extent. If it weren't for his urging, Clark would not have gone to low-Earth orbit to bask in the sun so early.

He was getting stronger much faster than in the movies, and my ability to adapt was no longer able to keep up.

He couldn't help but notice the mites and microorganisms on ordinary people's faces, and the body odor that was everywhere on the people around him.

Westerners have large sweat glands and therefore have a strong body odor, but 067 Clark's sense of smell and vision are even better than those of wild animals that specialize in this.

You can imagine how much pain he was in.

Sometimes it is really unbearable. Otherwise, how could such a good guy not have had a relationship for so many years?

Lanalan doesn't count, it can only be considered a secret love that ended before it even began.

So after hearing what Dane said, Clark had to admit that he was moved.

"Well, can I see it?"

Dane gave a sneaky grin.

As a representative of the power of light, Shazam is actually not good at using spells such as curses that clearly have black magic attributes.

But who can blame him for having a little evil maid who specializes in the art of cursing? All the curse-related magic tools in his hands are basically designed by him and then made by the witch herself.

Including the kiss of death that kills instantly, wearing such cursed objects on people has extraordinary effects.

But Dane still wanted to see the Kryptonians' resistance to the curse, and this time he could verify it on Clark.

In fact, the Kiss of Death cannot be considered Shazam's best weapon.

In fact, the most suitable weapon for Shazam should be Thor's Mjolnir or Stormbreaker, which are powerful weapons... Wait, that doesn't seem right?

Dane scratched his head. Is there a possibility that he is actually a wizard?

He thought of the Holy Light Technique he knew and his strong physique.

The figure of the famous berserker wizard Gandalf suddenly appeared like a ray of light illuminating the fog in his heart.

Yes, he is indeed a mage!

The authentic wizard is Shazam!

Chapter 071 A new hero has appeared

Beach City.

Hal Jordan is a test pilot for Ferris Aircraft, and today is the big day for the company's drone product demonstration.

In order to obtain a purchase order from the military, Ferris specially arranged a drone flight debut.

"The Ferris Sabre III represents the highest level of artificial intelligence in an unmanned combat aircraft."

"It has all the capabilities and combat skills of a human pilot, but without the human errors."

President Ferris and Congressman Hammond stood together, vigorously promoting the advantages of their own fighter jets.

In order to show the best side of the drone during the actual combat demonstration.

He also specially assigned three outstanding pilots to carry out the test flight mission, including Hal Jordan.

But perhaps Hal was too good, or perhaps he simply didn't understand the president's intentions.

During the actual combat demonstration, he had a confrontation with two drones.

In the end, he violated the regulations and single-handedly blew up two unmanned fighter jets.

This certainly demonstrated his superb flying skills and daring character, but it ruined Ferris's company's sky-high purchase order.

In addition, Hal also lost one of the company's brand new F35 fighter jets.

From top to bottom in the company, except for his ex-girlfriend Carol Ferris who was still in love with him, everyone wanted to strangle him to death on the spot.

Walking out of the company and onto the small road not far from home, there was no one else walking except Hal.

Only then did he feel a little regretful. He didn't know what happened during the flight. He was overwhelmed by an inexplicable emotion that made him unwilling to admit defeat easily.

But just as he walked alone onto the deserted path, a green light suddenly enveloped him.

"What.The.He11..."

The green light enveloped him and flew straight into the sky.

At this time, Hal didn't dare to move. He was afraid that if he moved again, he would fall to his death.

Although he didn't know his current speed, he was sure it was at least much faster than 5.

Soon, Hal was carried by green light and landed on the beach at the edge of the city.

As soon as he landed, he saw a spaceship that looked like an alien creation crashed not far from the seashore.

Out of curiosity and suspicion, he approached cautiously.

Then he saw the red alien sitting in the cockpit, dying.

He has a humanoid appearance, human-like facial features, and the muscle texture on his body is very prominent and obvious.

At this time, there was an obvious gap on his chest, which was a serious penetrating wound.

Hal didn't hesitate at all. He took two or three steps forward and tried to pick up the alien.

"I don't know if the hospital can save you, my friend, but we have to try."

"do not move."

But what Hal didn't expect was that the aliens spoke fluent American English.

This made him doubt that this "～｀person" was not actually an alien?

"It's okay." said the red-skinned alien.

"My time of death has come."

"You can speak English? That's great. Tell me how to save you. You want me to save you, right?"

"No, I don't speak your language."

Although he said that, Hal still felt that he was speaking English.

The alien raised his hand tremblingly, showing a green ring.

"It's this ring."

Hal was listening when he suddenly saw the ring fly off his finger.

This startled him.