Martin Variety in American Comics

Usually, Martin would only use abilities that match his identity today after he opened his eyes every day.

This was also a kind of fun, and more importantly, he could solve problems with abilities that matched his identity, so he was so calm.

However, accidents always happen.

For example, Martin was now irritated by the stupid and bad Los Angeles Spirit.

Even though this spirit was born from people who had lived on the land of Los Angeles, it had no intention of protecting specific people. Although it said "protect Los Angeles", it was no different from a bandit who occupied territory.

"If you are willing to tell me the dirty thoughts in your heart, maybe I will show mercy."

"But your behavior of putting on a sacred disguise for yourself really disgusts me."

Martin looked at the Los Angeles Spirit that was constantly flooding outward, and his disgust for this spirit reached its peak.

At least, this spirit that claimed to protect Los Angeles didn't care about the lives of people in the slums at all, as if they were chips that could be sacrificed.

Martin had seen too many people like this, and every time he saw them, he couldn't help but take action, either teaching them a lesson or killing them directly.

Just now, when he heard the Los Angeles spirit wanting to expel the demon, he actually held back, thinking that the other party could cooperate.

But now, he changed his mind and lifted the restrictions on himself.

He called on the power of Quetzalcoatl, his rainbow wings waved, and thousands of colorful light spots fell, shining brightly in the air, stretching out his limbs and head, and gradually turning into human form.

Eagle, giant bear, stag, coyote.

Martin pulled the ancestral spirits out of the holy lake one by one, came to the world, and stretched his body.

These ancestral spirits who inherited the authority of the American pantheon looked at the strange land and chattered. They looked around in surprise, looked up at the divine appearance of Quetzalcoatl, and realized that it was Martin who pulled them out.

"Wow, this kid is either silent or alive all of a sudden!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

During Martin's descent, his body gradually became divine, and he began to transform into a sword god again, turning into a god holding a divine sword, with a mighty sword aura, falling like a river in the sky.

"Kill this spirit first, and then I'll ask you for help!"

The ancestral spirits of the American pantheon obeyed Martin's words. After all, this was the only living person they knew, and they had no choice but to help him.

More importantly, they saw the blood of the indigenous people in the Los Angeles spirit.

"I've been fed up with these bastards for a long time, let's go!"

The eagle, who turned into an old man in a white robe, held a wooden stick, and the divine light from the ancestral spirits lit up one after another, soon covering the entire sky, and various powers messed up the surroundings.

Constantine and the others looked at the ancestral spirits that suddenly appeared, their faces turned green, and they took the little girl Rachel and retreated quickly.

The whole Los Angeles saw the abnormal light phenomenon in the sky, but only a few people realized the seriousness of the problem. Most people regarded the light in the sky as a show made by a variety show, took crazy photos, and uploaded them to the world network.

The Los Angeles Spirit held the Water Spirit Pearl in his heart, and was not aware of the seriousness of the problem at all. It found a little myth from the depths of its memory and laughed:

"A remnant of the old era, not hiding in its old nest and lingering, dared to crawl out. Look, I will send you all to the garbage dump of history!"

The Los Angeles Spirit opened its arms, and the flood on the ground began to rise continuously. One wave pushed another wave, and the flying waves turned into various things in the city, rushing towards the ancestral spirits who had just been pulled out of the holy lake.

The American ancestral spirits used their authority to call the wind and rain, move mountains and fill the sea, and at the same time summoned a large number of spiritual soldiers to directly hit the flood.

But they underestimated the power of the Water Spirit Pearl. When those spiritual soldiers collided with the flood, the first wave was melted and merged into the flood, disappearing without a trace.

And the magic they released, when it collided with the flood, was also wiped out of its sacredness, leaving pure energy colliding with the flood, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

The ancestral spirit was full of ambition and wanted to show off his power in front of Martin, but he didn't expect to be slapped in the face by the spirit of Los Angeles.

They couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: Times have changed after all. They used to be able to manipulate spirits like this at will.

"Old things, die and become a part of me!"

The spirit of Los Angeles was like a flood, and his emotions became more and more out of control, and he began to take everything into his body.

"A trifle!"

Martin turned into a sword god, and swept the sword in his hand, releasing a divine light that covered the world.

The things created by the spirit of Los Angeles using the water spirit bead were covered by the divine light, and were illuminated transparent inside and out, and even all the weaknesses were marked.

Then, he raised the sword high and drew a circle towards the sky. The rolling vitality was restrained and evaporated into clouds and mist, and then turned into countless swords, which fell from the sky.

In an instant, the sky and the earth were filled with bright sword light, as if there was nothing else except the flying swords.

The flood summoned by the spirit of Los Angeles was not only unable to dissolve the flying swords covered with a layer of shining divine light, but was torn apart by countless flying swords. The flood that climbed up to the sky collapsed with a crash.

The ancestral spirits' eyes widened, and they were shocked and at a loss, but they did not forget to release their own power, use their authority, and transform the surrounding environment.

They deeply realized that the times had indeed changed, and it was difficult for them to cause effective damage to the Los Angeles Spirit.

So they gave up attacking the ancestral spirits directly, and began to transform the surrounding environment.

Pull the opponent to the same level, and then use their rich experience to defeat the opponent.

Martin rushed to the front, with the sharp sword in his hand. Although he tore everything in front of him, he also took on a lot of pressure.

The Los Angeles Spirit used the Water Spirit Pearl to continuously create all kinds of messy things, while creating spiritual power inside to melt everything.

The ancestral spirits used their authority to transform the surrounding environment, and gradually cut off the connection between the Steel City and the Los Angeles Spirit, allowing it to face the complex history contained in the earth.

This move made the Los Angeles Spirit a little confused, and in disguise took a lot of pressure on Martin.

Wow!

The Los Angeles Spirit looked at the God General who rushed in front of him, his heart was filled with gnashing hatred, and his eyes seemed to be about to spit fire.

"Impotent rage is a symbol of losers, so I advise you to control your emotions!"

Martin held the sword in both hands, without using any exquisite fighting skills, and swung the sword in his hand as a hammer, smashing the head of the Los Angeles Spirit with heavy divine light.

As the saying goes, the great way is simple, and it returns to the original.

Efficient damage often does not require fancy skills, as long as you are strong enough, you can directly use your strength to create miracles.

When you reach this level, even if you have thousands of weapons in your hands, you can also exert the same powerful power in a way.

"I don't need you to teach me how to do things!"

The Los Angeles Spirit was mocked in the face, and he really couldn't control his emotions. The Water Spirit Pearl followed the emotions of the holder and created more floods.

And the Los Angeles Spirit was in turn affected by the flood and couldn't control his emotions.

She waved her arms, and the water flow shot out like a long sleeve, passing silently in the flood, and immediately entangled Martin's sword, moving it to the side.

Then, she gathered a body of the same size as Martin, leaned over fiercely, and stretched out her elbow to hit Martin's stomach.

Martin said: It is worthy of Los Angeles, and it has mastered the essence of the big vertical and horizontal arena.

However, this thing is useless in the battle of superhumans, and it did not even cut off the divine light on Martin's body surface, causing a trace of real damage.

"Shen Jin, you are very weak, do you need me to teach you how to fight in a superhuman way?"

Martin asked sincerely, but the spirit of Los Angeles did not appreciate it and spit out a word coldly.

"Get out!"

"A dog biting Lu Dongbin is not a good heart"

Martin sighed and shook his head, looking heartbroken.

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He noticed that the ancestral spirits had completely transformed the surrounding environment, and their playful attitude instantly turned into a serious and cold one.

The Zhaodan Divine Sword was swung, and the divine light shone in all directions. The consciousness in the body of the Los Angeles Spirit that was forcibly pinched together by the Water Spirit Pearl emerged. The seemingly complete surface actually had countless cracks.

Martin suddenly swung the sword, lifting it with ease, and the blade shuttled through the gaps, directly cutting off part of the consciousness of the Los Angeles Spirit.

Those consciousnesses left the Los Angeles Spirit and turned into beggars, prostitutes, and drug addicts. Like a candle in the wind, they swayed in the air for a while and then disappeared.

"Humph!"

The Los Angeles Spirit did not feel anything wrong, and even felt very relaxed. It laughed and said, "Naive guy, thank you for helping me get rid of the burden on my body."

As it said that, more than a dozen water cannons gathered around it, and then slammed hard on Martin's incarnation of the God General.

Martin danced the Zhaodan Divine Sword into a circle, and with the flashing sword light, he found the weakness of the water cannon and directly tore through these attacks.

He took a few steps back after being hit by the water cannon, but he was not hurt.

The ancestral spirits flew to Martin and whispered, "Martin, your attack didn't hurt this guy, but helped him to reduce his burden!"

"Brothers, I'm not blind. This guy is covered with layers of skin. If you don't take those things off, it can change into another image and continue to move."

This is the way rich people in Europe and the United States go bankrupt and transfer assets. They escape from their shells and work all the time.

There are many rich people living in Los Angeles. The spirit of Los Angeles is naturally well versed in this and has learned the trick of how to come back to life.

The ancestral spirits lived in ancient times. They talked about the absolute violence of authority, but they didn't understand this kind of compromise and euphemism.

Martin took the lead and said quickly and decisively: "Show us your skills, don't stop, all of you attack this bastard until I say stop."

"Our fists have been itching for a long time!"

The ancestral spirits with war attributes rubbed their hands, followed Martin, and blasted all their proud moves on the Los Angeles Spirit.

The attacks of the ancestral spirits are mainly about absolute violence and absolute torture. They are simple and crude but can kill people.

The straight light erupted from their fists, feet, chests, mouths, and eyes, passing through a distance that was not long for these supernatural beings, and rumbled on the Spirit of Los Angeles.

For ordinary people, the space was shaking, and the huge force affected their subjective perception. The whole world began to distort and presented a state that they could not recognize.

Constantine and the others wanted to help Martin, but after the real decisive battle began.

Two great wizards, one real person, and one demon hybrid, could not even get close to the battlefield. They could only cast magic and spells at the edge of the battlefield to filter the aftermath of the battle and prevent it from causing irreparable damage to the spirit of ordinary people.

Ola, Ola, Ola

Hundreds of ancestral spirits poured their fists and spells on the Spirit of Los Angeles, tearing open the gaps in consciousness with a blunt force.

They stayed in the Holy Lake for too long, and it was too aggrieved. It was not easy to come out this time, so of course they had to vent their frustration.

The power summoned by the Water Spirit Pearl was blocked outside by Martin's sword formation, and he clenched his fists and hit the consciousness of the Los Angeles Spirit again and again.

His eyes saw through the cracks inside the Los Angeles Spirit, and every time he punched it, he brought out a large piece of consciousness.

Blacks, whites and Latin Americans who sold their labor, urban elites in formal attire, doctors, professional managers, and celebrities.

One after another, different types of human consciousness groups were beaten out of the Los Angeles Spirit by Martin and his team, and those who existed for longer and longer time became more and more determined.

Moreover, every time Martin pulled a part of consciousness out of the Los Angeles Spirit, her consciousness became purer and her power became stronger.

Boom!

"Thank you!"

The Los Angeles Spirit controlled the Water Spirit Pearl in its body, set off a huge wave, and shook all the ancestral spirits out at once.

"I felt an unprecedented powerful force, and I will let..."

"Go to you, you fatherless and motherless thing!"

Martin swung a sword and hit the Los Angeles Spirit's head directly, breaking it into countless slices.

This guy's consciousness was cut off completely, and now only the consciousness constructed by the group of people standing at the top of the city is left to support its existence.

After being hit by the sword of Zhaodan, the self-proclaimed powerful Los Angeles spirit instantly turned into a soft jelly, shaking left and right, unable to control itself.

"No matter how powerful you are in ideology, it is fake. You still have to touch it in reality!"

"And now you are just trash, die for me!"

Martin threw the sword of Zhaodan into the sky, made seals with both hands, used the secret method of Shushan, and pierced directly into the chest of the Los Angeles spirit and grabbed the water spirit bead.

"Don't even think about it, this bead is mine, and Los Angeles is mine too!"

"Hey, trash, look here!"

The ancestral spirits who were driven away ran back again, and countless magic arts hit the face of the Los Angeles spirit directly.

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