Marvel Comics: Starting with the Ability to Replicate Superhuman Talents

God, such a distant and mysterious word.

Since the beginning of humankind, we have been keen to explore our origins, just like one Clark after another.

People always have various self-subjective assumptions about God.

God is selfless, God will satisfy all human desires, God will...

Steve stared blankly at the young man who looked like an angel but claimed to be a god, but a hint of haze flashed in his heart.

Claiming to be a god, his condescending attitude made him unable to stop thinking about it.

Are the so-called gods good or evil?

[Negative emotions from Steve Rogers＋100.＋100]

"Your name is Steve?" The young man who was planning to fly away from the city raised his eyebrows slightly and looked down at the boy.

With his ragged clothes and long yellow hair like withered grass, he looked like a homeless man who had escaped from the slums.

"Huh?" Steve was slightly stunned, but immediately thought that God knew everything, and it seemed natural that he should know his name.

"Of course, sir, uh, I mean God." Steve's face was full of embarrassment and he stammered: "My name is Steve, Steve Rogers. I live in Apartment 102, East Street West, Brooklyn."

"I had a secret crush on a girl named Annie in elementary school, but I haven't seen her since I dropped out of elementary school..."

The boy poured out all his information like beans from a bamboo tube.

"Okay, I understand." Gino waved his hand to interrupt Steve. He smiled, with some plans flashing through his mind, and said with a calm expression: "I will go find you in thirty minutes, Steve."

Loud and piercing sirens and ambulances roared from the streets not far away.

Jino no longer stayed, flapped his wings, and turned into a stream of blazing white light in Steve's eyes and disappeared into the night.

The biological stance is isolated from the cold wind, and the interaction between the angel wings and the force field increases Kino's speed. The scenery around him is like distorted light behind him, and Kino flies towards the east.

He was going to do something, something very important.

Tobu.

Coastal island.

"Eight Yalu!"

The last warrior roared and charged towards the enemy.

He simply couldn't believe that the tens of thousands of people their empire had prepared were actually blocked by one person.

"boom!"

Like a gust of wind blowing by, the tiger fist suddenly hit the head, leaving only a headless body covered in blood and lying slumped on the seashore.

As far as the eye can see, the entire coast is densely covered with corpses.

All the enemies who invaded from Japan died here, and the one who stopped them was just a strong bald Asian man.

"master."

The man wiped his hands on his pants and looked at the lean middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the stone not far away with a smile.

"nailed it."

Wearing a Chinese Tang suit, he has an ordinary appearance. He has a spear wrapped in linen on his hand and is currently concentrating with his eyes closed.

The middle-aged man ignored his apprentice, and he was accustomed to having a bald head.

His teacher was like this, he didn't like to talk.

"Shua~"

A gust of sea breeze blew across his face, and the middle-aged man who had closed his eyes to rest suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were shining brightly, and his right hand seemed to be holding the spear at his side.

This move frightened the young man. Ever since he started following the teacher, he had never noticed that the teacher would be so nervous. Is there any fear approaching here?

The atmosphere was a little depressing for a while.

Blood mixed with the sea breeze filled the air, creating a chilling and bleak atmosphere.

Zheng Xian glanced around and said in a faint tone: "Since Your Excellency is already here, why don't you come out to meet us. Maybe we are friends rather than enemies."

The pure and slightly Cantonese intonation echoed around.

The next moment, the air not far away from Zheng Xian seemed to be torn apart, and a handsome foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes suddenly appeared in front of the master and apprentice.

"Interesting, have you killed all these little Japs?" Jino looked at the groups of Japs corpses lying on the coast with interest.

The young man's fluent Mandarin made Zheng Xian slightly let down his guard. He narrowed his eyes and smiled: "It is naturally our responsibility to protect our family and country, but your presence here will inevitably arouse suspicion."

"Ah, I just came to take a look." Jino sighed: "If those guys break in, I plan to kill them all."

"But." Jino glanced at the corpses of the Japanese on the ground and shrugged: "You don't need my power now."

As he spoke, he looked at the land of China in the distance with complex eyes, where he had grown up in his previous life.

The reason why I came here is just to make up for some regrets. He, Geno Luther, has never been a person who forgets his roots.

However, judging from the pictures seen now, Tobu in this world has countless mysterious strong men, and the middle-aged man holding a spear also allowed Keno to confirm his identity.

The inheritor of the Divine Spear is Zheng Xian, and his teacher Zhang Heng is also a ruthless person. He once tricked a god into running to the sun to give birth to a god cub.

Regarding Jino's words, Zheng Xian smiled and said: "Fighting evil is the responsibility of all righteous people. Your having this intention proves that you must be a respected and strong man."

"maybe."

Jino waved his hand. Since the Japanese had not been able to break through the defense line, he did not intend to stay here.

"See you soon."

After saying these words, as if by magic, the boy's figure disappeared out of thin air.

After he left, Zheng Xian's tense body dared to relax slowly.

The bald apprentice looked puzzled at the place where Jino had appeared: "Master, is he very strong?"

Zheng Xian sighed. Sometimes, he really wanted to open his apprentice's head with a punch and see what was in his mind.

"It's not very strong, it's scary."

Zheng Xian narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a cautious tone: "At that moment, I even felt the threat of death. If he wanted to kill us, it might only take one second."

Japan.

A tiny place.

The residents of the entire island were silent in a fanatical atmosphere of war.

Their great Japanese emperor and the invincible imperial army are expanding their territory. Perhaps soon, the Showa men and women will become the masters of this planet and become the masters of humanity.

Everyone has such a dream, and the madness from top to bottom has infected everyone. If the clown were to come here, he might also lament that the number of mentally ill people might be higher in the Sakura country.

And it's located in a palace somewhere in Tokyo.

The contemporary Japanese emperor was sitting on his knees under the cherry blossom tree, looking up at the falling petals of the cherry blossoms, pretending to remember: "Sakura blossoms are just like the short and brilliant beauty of human life."

"boom!"

Before he could remember it for too long, a sonic boom interrupted his thoughts, and the violent movement even made the earth tremble.

"Nani, what happened?"

The guards outside the palace held their hats and looked up into the sky.

Under the noon sun, a figure floated in the air at some unknown time, and the sun reflected his figure brilliantly.

"Then, what is that?"

The Japanese emperor in the palace also saw this scene, his hands couldn't stop shaking, and his voice was surprised: "God, the gods have come to Japan!?"