Dark Savages Come To the United States

Yin Na's attitude is actually not that surprising to Nick Fury.

Even Nick Fury wanted to laugh a little bit about it.

This kind of problem similar to the trolley problem will of course give different results to different people.

Nick Fury is not incapable of taking risks, nor is he incapable of sacrificing.

It's just that he has never encountered anything that only he can do.

"The power of the nephalem?

It is indeed fascinating, but it is not something that must be obtained for me.

In fact, not many things in this world are bound to operate according to human will.

I just hope that human beings can have the opportunity to control their own destiny.

Before humans get this power, I will use my way to protect all humans. "

Nick Fury's words were very firm, without any hesitation.

"Maybe you can contact Leoric, although I don't like Skeleton King, but Leoric has a lot of training methods in his hands.

That thing should be able to give humans the opportunity to master their own power. "

Yin Na's smile at this time actually makes people feel heavy

Nick Fury wondered if he needed to contact Leoric.

But in the end he still couldn't make up his mind.

After all, the appearance of Leoric is not at all like the talkative type.

In the eyes of outsiders, Leoric should belong to the kind of headstrong character.

"Ms. Yin Na, is there anything else you want to ask?

If not, I have to say goodbye now.

After all, I'm just a spokesperson for S.H.I.E.L.D., and I can't fully represent the position of all human beings. "

Nick Fury said his farewell words, and there was nothing blunt about it.

Although the disappearance of only ten thousand people is a very small number for this planet.

But behind this incident, there is a strong invasion of the burning hell on human beings!

Human beings can't just watch their own people disappear in the attack of demons every time.

"You can go about your business.

I happen to have something to do too.

At a suitable time, I will come to you in person to discuss this matter with you.

As for the issue of the Sky Temple, you don't need to worry too much. "

Yin Na closed her eyes slightly.

On one side, Constantine seemed to have noticed something, with a distorted feeling on his face.

"If I take the liberty, god of the sky, do you not intend to listen to the voice of mankind?

Although you said earlier that you are adjusting to being a living person,

But this adaptation does not seem to be satisfactory to both you and me. "

Constantine's voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.

There was obvious hostility towards Yin Na in him.

"I'm still getting used to it, you remember what I said earlier?

The essence of the monk is control.

I'm not going to lose control, and I'm not going to do anything dangerous until my body and mind are aligned.

Maybe you can understand a little bit? "

Yin Na's voice began to become dreamy and sweet.

The feeling of giving all the good things to the world once again appeared in Yin Na.

Constantine couldn't tell, he wasn't sure whether Yin Na in front of him was really as upright as she said.

A person who is used to deceiving others will not easily believe in the sincerity of others.

In Constantine's eyes, doubt is also necessary for his survival.

There doesn't seem to be much to say in this case.

"I'm noncommittal about that.

But I hope you can know that human beings are not powerless in the face of natural disasters. "

There was a bit of threat in Constantine's words.

Yin Na would not care.

She is the sky.

Even as a monk, a nephalem.

It was also impossible to strip the sky from her.

After all, Yin Na, who is in charge of the power of the sky, in a sense gave monks the protection similar to fate for barbarians.

There are not many secrets under the sky.

Under the observation of the sky, monks can always get guidance from the gods.

For example, how to choose the path you want to take.

"You're like a kid who's worried that the sky will fall and hit his head.

Constantine, John Constantine.

The sky generally does not fall.

Only when I die in battle will I behave like that.

Your worries can be forgotten.

Because when the sky falls to the earth, there will always be someone stronger and taller than you to support it.

So is there anything else you want to explain? "

Yin Na said with a smile.

She showed that kind of gentleness that embraced everything at this time.

Constantine began to wonder.

He couldn't understand more and more what kind of existence Yin Na was like.

An elusive person?

Or is it that whatever they see is just their own expectation of the sky?

The blue sky is said to be the result of the atmosphere being clouded by the color of the ocean.

So what should the true color of the sky look like?

"No more, Yoona.

I hope you can always exist as a monk, instead of being a god telling humans that divine power cannot be coveted. "

Constantine spoke in a sigh-like tone.

There was an inexplicable strange expression on his face.

Constantine began to wonder if his will was influenced by Yin Na in a way he didn't know.

Even terrified of it!

...

In the office building of the Daily Bugle, Peter Parker just handed over his photo to the somewhat mean editor-in-chief J. Jonah Jameson.

Peter Parker is ready to be verbally attacked.

He has nothing to say about it now.

At this time, Spider-Man didn't put on his own mask, but the face full of pain and self-blame had fully displayed his clarity in the eyes of others.

"Peter Parker, what's the value of your picture of just a black mist?

Or is there something you want to say in the cobwebs in the corner of the photo? "

Jameson's voice was as caustic as ever.

But at this time Peter Parker didn't care anymore.

He's suffering from the fact that he didn't help anyone during the Plains of Despair incident in Rakanos that just happened and just ended.

"I think……"

"Peter Parker, let me tell you, I've been dealing with the truth my whole life.

why do you think i did this

Is it just for sales, to earn the wealth that can never be too much?

You're a reporter, why should you be disappointed by something you can't do? "

Jameson's words seemed to mean something.

But Peter Parker didn't listen at all at this time.

He is still suffering from his powerlessness.

"Okay, Peter Parker, go back and drink a cup of hot milk, and then have a good night's sleep.

Tomorrow I'll see your press photos of real value. "

Jameson waved his hand.

But Peter Parker didn't see the same at all.

Jameson had to pat the table to bring the young boy's attention back.

Then, with a somewhat dissatisfied tone, he repeated what he said before.

Peter Parker left the office building of the Daily Horn with a heavy face, and he planned to return to the hut where he was temporarily staying.

After Jameson saw Peter Parker from the window, the mean boss let out a long breath.

Then he lit a cigar that was still half-baked.

"You are just a good neighbor of the citizens, why do you ask yourself to act as if you are omnipotent?

I still hate masked guys like you, but you still need to take a cool photo of yourself tomorrow.

Peter Parker, you have unknowingly helped a lot of people and influenced a lot of people. "

Jameson's words seemed to be speaking to himself.

In the office building full of hurried figures, only the boss's office can still be somewhat peaceful.

J Jonah Jameson.

He knew who he was, a reporter who was always in the internship period, very early on.

Who in this world is more familiar with Spider-Man than Spider-Man?

That would just be him.

I don’t know how many photos about Spider-Man I see every day. Could it be that he can’t see it from a person’s walking, sitting and lying down?

Don't make trouble, he is the boss of a newspaper office and the editor-in-chief of the newspaper office.

From the beginning of this newspaper, Jameson made his first pot of gold with one photo after another.

He discovered the truth that Peter Parker is Spider-Man very early on, but he never took the initiative to expose it.

He hates Spider-Man because he thinks people with masks can never be trusted!

This is what his father, who has the halo of a war hero, told him with cruel facts!

He is glamorous outside and enjoys all praises, but at home he is cruel and cruel to every family member.

Everything that was glamorous turned into a mask.

And Spider-Man is somewhat similar to his father.

Maybe there is also a trace of jealousy in his heart.

Jealous of Spider-Man being able to wear a mask and do the heroic deeds any kid could have imagined.

It's just that when this fantasy hero appears in reality, there will always be children imitating this behavior.

But that's fraught with danger.

"Peter Parker, a hapless fellow who couldn't find a home.

You failed to save nearly 10,000 neighbors, and I couldn't help a masked superhero.

But I can help one of my trainee journalists get something good for dinner. "

Jameson muttered to himself, then dialed a family restaurant.

During the phone call, Jameson ordered a lot of food.

That was definitely a feast for a lonely young man.

"Don't forget, it must be delivered before the milk is cold.

Then come to the office of the Daily Horn to collect the reward you need. "

Jameson finished speaking in his usual arrogant tone, and hung up the phone in his hand.

Then the cigar, which had only been lighted for a while, was extinguished again.

This is a man who can always be trusted when it comes to Spider-Man.

It's just that he will never show even a little bit of good looks to that little brat who thinks he is hiding his identity well!

Unless it is when his life is about to come to an end, he will open his heart to tell his praise for Spider-Man.

Unsurprisingly, Peter Parker received his own dinner.

Although he asked many times, the delivery boy did not say who ordered the meal for him.

Spider-Man is a little worried about this.

Worried about revealing your identity?

Worried about whether he has become the center of some conspiracy again.

This man has lost a lot.

Inexplicably coming from his own world to a brand new world, the feeling of loneliness and crisis made it almost impossible for him to take a good rest.

The spider sense, which was supposed to be his greatest security, seemed to be getting out of control recently.

Almost every moment he could feel the sense of crisis constantly ringing the siren.

In this way, Peter Parker's state went from bad to worse.

"Do you have to drink the milk before it cools down?

I seem to have heard similar exhortations somewhere before.

Could it be my stingy boss?

Those handsome photos actually cost tens of dollars each.

Will he order me such a luxurious dinner? "

Peter Parker looked at the mirror in front of the sink and asked himself in the mirror.

His eyes were a little red, which was the trace left after not having a good rest for too long.

His bloodshot eyes made him look a little scary.

Paji~

A mass of dark objects landed beside Peter Parker.

That thing looked like a blob of oil.

But it is moving slowly.

Peter Parker put on a Spider-Man hood for himself in the mirror.

Then I saw myself in the mirror in the black battle suit!

"I'm Spider-Man!

I'm a good neighbor to New Yorkers!

I feel great! "

Peter Parker's voice is getting louder and louder, like brainwashing in the morning meetings of companies that boast about wolf culture.

Peter Parker completely ignored his own changes, but looked at the dark self in the mirror and felt that he was so handsome!

He even wants to celebrate his "new life" with a dance on the road!

"Can I eat some of your guts?"

A chaotic voice sounded in Peter Parker's head as though separated by several walls.

But Peter Parker is completely oblivious to this.

Instead, he ripped off his mask.

Then he showed a confident smile to himself in the mirror!

A pitch-black Spider-Man doesn't have to be a bad guy.

In some worlds, wearing a black suit also means that Spider-Man is going to fight hard.

The man was quick and seemingly not strong enough.

But in fact, he can punch a person into meat sauce!

A black battle suit often means that this guy will no longer restrain his body's strength!

In other worlds, Spider-Man in a black suit will also put on a trench coat for himself.

When the spider sense was in effect, he could still see the red totem next to his head.

But unfortunately, this Spider-Man at this time is not in those situations.

Because of his black suit, it wasn't his red suit that was dyed.

It was formed by a strange thing.

That thing is called a symbiosis, and the symbiosis has its own name, and this one's name is Venom!