American Comics: From Map Editor to Immortal Gods

Even if he sneaks a bite in front of Madison from now on, Madison won't see it.

The two of them got to work as they moved quickly.

After finishing her meal, Yulenka somehow produced a green hat and gave it to Madison.

Madison took it and instinctively said, "Thank you."

Yulenka waved her hand; she even thanked us.

Yulenka happily turned on the TV to watch the news, her twin ponytails bobbing excitedly.

"New York News: At 12:30 p.m. that day, a small meteorite named 'Jason' fell in the forest area north of the town of Crystal Lake, killing 83 people and injuring hundreds. The town of Crystal Lake suffered varying degrees of damage. Reporters on the scene observed that the Indigenous people looked very... sad?"

Watching the smiling residents of Crystal Lake Town on television, the reporter felt a pang of sadness.

"Sir, what are your thoughts on this meteorite fall?"

"My opinion? I'm so happy, you know what? That guy is dead! Utterly dead! Thank God, He finally saw the suffering of mankind."

"Ahem, this gentleman's situation might be a bit complicated. Let's ask a normal person instead. This lady..."

"Hahaha, it's dead! It's dead! We're happy! We're joyful! We're liberated!"

"...Sir, what are your thoughts on the large number of casualties in this incident?"

"My pleasure is indescribable. Good riddance! A wonderful death! No more deaths in Crystal Lake!"

"Ahem, it's clear that the local residents are deeply saddened by this incident. Our station will contact Mr. Hannibal, a psychological expert, through the Red Cross Society to provide one-on-one psychological counseling for each individual. Below is the official fundraising channel of the Red Cross Society..."

Everyone present could see that the reporter was in very poor mental condition.

It was so close that the live broadcast almost turned into a live accident scene.

Luo Lin did not continue to follow up on the Crystal Lake incident; after dinner, he should have done some post-dinner exercise.

He gave Madison a knowing look, then went upstairs.

Madison quickly followed.

Yulenka watched the two leave, bewildered. "Wait, didn't you just finish exercising? You can still continue?"

“Jenny, what you just did…”

"Yulenka, could you please do the dishes? Mom is very tired and can't move around."

Jenny gave an awkward smile.

Yulenka's smile vanished instantly. "Mom, you've really disappointed me!"

Night came,

Three monks dressed in yellow robes quietly appeared at 177A Blick Street in Manhattan, New York.

“Master Mordo, I have identified the last known location of the energy fluctuations of the meteorite’s originator.”

"Given the threatening nature of this target, perhaps we should consult the Supreme Being first?"

Modu looked at the dark night and said, "No need. This is a trivial matter and doesn't require the Supreme Being's attention. I will bring the most elite mages to capture him!"

Chapter 16 Mirror Space, Confident Mordo

"Oh! Stop! I can't take it anymore, please, let me go."

"Maria, I'm looking for Maria!"

"Oh, and Jenny too, have her come up and help me..."

After a struggle, Madison had no choice but to approach Jenny.

She felt that Rowling was more powerful now.

They are so powerful they seem inhuman.

Like a machine, he never seemed to tire, holding her again and again.

Madison was originally wondering how to call Jenny over.

But soon, before she could even arrive, Jenny, dressed in a sheer silk nightgown, suddenly teleported from downstairs into the room.

Jenny looked bewildered, her face flushed.

"Teleportation? Jenny is a mage too?"

Madison was taken aback. Rowling explained, "I did it. Don't waste time, let's get down to business."

Rowling is testing something.

He discovered that after gaining Jason's abilities, he seemed to have become a perpetual motion machine.

Jason is an evil spirit, an immortal spirit, whose resurrected body will forever be tireless in action.

Until he dies again.

Rowling now seems to have this characteristic as well.

Under a certain intensity of exercise, he seems to never feel tired?

With physical abilities ten times greater than the human limit, he already completely outclassed Madison and Jenny, who had average physiques.

If you add a perpetual motion machine to that, it would be a real killer.

However, Rolin discovered that his stamina was still capped at 100.

He speculated that this might be a characteristic of Jason's physique; the perpetual motion machine is not truly perpetual. In high-intensity combat, he might still get tired, but his recovery speed should be very fast.

Therefore, he needs further testing.

But unfortunately,

Jenny and Madison are both too weak.

Luo Lin easily defeated the two men, pinning them to the ground under the bed.

This made Rowling think about changing the values ​​for Madison and the others.

until--

"You all rest first, I have something to take care of."

Roland looked out the window and saw the mages surrounding the room.

at this time,

Mordo led ten Kamar-Taj elites to set up a magic circle nearby.

Just as they were preparing to set up the magic array before taking action, a sharp shout suddenly came from behind them.

"FBI agents, all of you, put your hands on your heads and squat down!"

Mordo and the others instinctively raised their hands. As sorcerers of the Kamar-Taj lineage, they had no conflict of interest with worldly forces.

Under certain circumstances, they are willing to abide by existing laws.

They were very familiar with the FBI.

"Mr. FBI agent, we're not bad people..."

"Shut up! Your ability to perfectly hide in the darkness speaks volumes about your sins!"

"I can tell you're a criminal at a glance. Now, surrender immediately, or I won't hesitate to send you to pick cotton, you damn black guy!"

Modu's lips twitched slightly, and his hands clenched into fists.

Good grief, I even ran into a racist.

Before I became a mage, I was discriminated against by you.

If I become a mage and still face discrimination from you, then all my cultivation has been for nothing?

Mordo stopped arguing. He didn't mind using special methods when dealing with racists, which was within the rules of Kamar-Taj.

Mordo quickly turned around and summoned the Red Ring of Raghaddor, which could protect part of his body, but upon seeing the other party, Mordo's already charcoal-black face darkened even more.

"Luo-Lin!!"

been played!

The so-called FBI was none other than Rowling!

But why is there no response from the barrier?

Is Roland's teleportation not magic?

Luo Lin stood on a ten-meter-high rock ridge, arms crossed, looking down at the crowd.

"Karmar-Taj folks, what are you doing at my house in the middle of the night? I remember dealing with you before!"

Before Mordo could speak, a tall, thin mage who didn't look like a good person stepped forward.

"Rolling, because you have been recklessly using magic in Crystal Lake, New York, seriously endangering the safety of the magical side, you are now to come with us to Kamar-Taj to await the judgment of the Supreme Being!"

Thanks to Jason's psychic vision, even the darkness of night could not block Rowling's eyes.

"Oh, who do we have here? It's you, kid."

“Casillas, I thought you had already betrayed Kamar-Taj by now.”

Upon hearing this, Casillas immediately felt the gazes of the surrounding mages.

Mordo looked at him suspiciously.

"Senior Brother, please believe me! In my heart, there is only one sun—the Supreme One. I am utterly loyal to the Supreme One. He is slandering me! Slandering me!"

Casillas glared fiercely at Rolin, wishing he could kill him on the spot.

Mordo withdrew his gaze; of course, he wouldn't question Kaecilius's loyalty to Kamar-Taj based on a single sentence.

He vividly remembers that when Casillas came, it was the summer of 1995.

More than a decade later, Kaecilius is still a renowned genius mage in Kamar-Taj.

His usual behavior can only be described in two words: loyalty!

My actions just now were merely subconscious.

"Roland, don't even think about trying to sow discord. You're surrounded. Surrender now! There are mages everywhere outside!"

Mordo raised his hand and summoned a magic staff.

His action seemed to be a signal, and the other mages also used magic to conjure weapons, mostly long staffs, and some magic whips.

Far from being intimidated, Rowling laughed and pointed at Mordo and the others, saying, "Guys, you're all mages!"

"What era are we living in? You guys are still using medieval stuff?"

With a wave of his hands, round objects suddenly appeared beneath Mordo and the others.

"what is this?"

Casillas glanced at it curiously, then his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Damn it, it's a grenade!"

"Watfak?!"

The mages quickly opened a portal and fled.

Luo Lin shook his head speechlessly, looking at the mages who appeared a hundred meters away, "Why are you running? I haven't even taken the insurance yet."

"..."

The monks looked at each other, and for a moment they were all speechless.

With grenades at hand, who cares about all that?

Casillas retorted angrily, "Damn it, you're a mage, why are you using grenades?"

Rowling raised an eyebrow. "How can you be the Sorcerer Supreme if you have grenades and don't use them?"

"Friends, times have changed!"

Luo Lin waved his hand again, and grenades fell like rain.

There is no doubt that Kamar-Taj's magic is very powerful.

But not every monk can master it.

Moreover, even the most powerful mage can be defeated with a single dagger.