The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

Corvus Glaive covered his goblin-like face, the dizziness in his brain almost making him vomit.

What happened? This was his first thought, but in less than a second, he realized he had been hit.

The touch felt like metal, but it had warmth, like some physically strong life form hitting me with its fist.

Shaking his head, Corvus Glaive recovered and cleared his mind, just preparing to stand up when a stream of warmth splashed on him, the heavy smell of rust filled his nose, and the disgusting stickiness slipped from his fingers, it was blood!

A lot of blood, like a torrential rain poured on Corvus Glaive, except for the invincible blade in his hand cutting the blood, his whole body was soaked in blood, looking like he had changed into a suit of clothes.

He was very familiar with this smell, it was from the Outriders he brought, this group of single-minded clone soldiers was very useful, as long as the glorious death was engraved in their DNA, these things would step onto the battlefield one after another.

The battle-hardened Corvus Glaive knew the taste of his men very well, these things were all carved out of the same mold, without any difference, and without any novelty.

Corvus Glaive raised his head, he only saw a life form he had never seen before, the creature was wearing a black and blue suit with unique red patterns, only a small amount of skin was exposed, including the strong arms and the striking bald head.

The scarlet eyes could not see a trace of emotion, and the two strong and powerful arms were holding the upper and lower halves of an Outrider respectively. The sticky blood was constantly flowing from the cross-section.

Behind that person, there were dozens of Outriders floating, some of them were twisted into unimaginable shapes, and the rest who had no obvious injuries were motionless as if they had lost consciousness.

"Thump, thump."

Two muffled landing sounds came, and the man released the Outriders in his hands. The landing sound was like a starting gun. The healthy Outriders floating behind him began to rotate their upper bodies to the right and their lower bodies to the left at the same time.

Just like wringing a rag, in a burst of chilling bone cracking sounds, the blood of the Outriders was squeezed out of their bodies. It was obvious that the person in front of them controlled them with an invisible force, otherwise only blood should be squeezed out, but also bones and broken internal organs.

Even Corvus Glaive, who had been through hundreds of battles and traveled through countless killing fields before following Thanos, could not help but feel fear when he saw this scene.

Grasping the battle blade in his hand, this old partner who had accompanied him in countless battles barely gave him a sense of security. Corvus Glaive still did not stand up, but maintained his current shape, looking like a beast about to hunt.

"Who are you?" Corvus Glaive asked. Never fighting a useless battle was his motto, even if he died, he had to die with value, to prepare for a comeback.

"Martian Manhunter."

The person in front of him was Yang Le, who had transformed into the Martian Manhunter. As early as when he returned to the film universe, he had separated his clone, in order not to drop the vest of the Tiangong Society. In addition to Pu Ba(噗霸: a character name) and Martian Manhunter, there was also a Little Bobo(小波波: a character name) clone on standby, in case of emergency.

The reason for becoming the Martian Manhunter is because he is too versatile. Except for fire, there are no obvious weaknesses, and Yang Le has thought of a solution to this fatal weakness.

After solving this weakness, the Martian Manhunter can even single-handedly brush all the copies of the film universe. The Swiss Army knife among superheroes is not just talking about it.

"Martian... Manhunter?" Corvus Glaive was briefly stunned for a while. "That planet does not have creatures."

Yang Le just tilted his head, neither denying nor agreeing with Corvus Glaive's words. After all, in the Marvel universe, there is nothing special about Mars.

"Are you playing with me?" Corvus Glaive immediately connected what Yang Le had said before with his current expression, thinking that the other party was humiliating himself.

This made him furious. Without further probing, his slender thighs burst out with amazing power, and the whole person shot towards Yang Le in the air like an arrow from a bow.

"Shua!"

A piercing sound of the air being torn apart came, and the peerless blade in his hand divided the air, and slashed down from top to bottom at Yang Le, who did not dodge or avoid it.

The fact that the other party did not react was not beyond Corvus Glaive's expectations. When Yang Le punched him in the face, he felt through his rich combat experience that the person in front of him definitely had amazing defensive power.

This kind of opponent may be extremely difficult to deal with for others, but Corvus Glaive likes this type of enemy the most. Because they have strong defensive power, they are extremely conceited and do not dodge or avoid most attacks, which gives Corvus Glaive an opportunity.

For example, the robot with the vibranium body two years ago took his knife with conceit. Corvus Glaive still remembers the other party's unbelievable expression, as well as the horrified or angry expressions of his companions.

He likes to taste these things the most.

As Corvus Glaive expected, the peerless blade passed through the air without any resistance as usual, as if it had not hit the target at all.

"Da."

Corvus Glaive landed gently, turned his head and wanted to admire the expression that he had seen countless times and would never get tired of, but found that Yang Le was also looking at him at this time.

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Corvus Glaive curled the corner of his mouth, the peerless blade was too sharp, so sharp that the flesh of the creature in front of him reacted to being cut open, it didn't matter, he had experienced this scene many times, at most two seconds that person would split in half.

"1." Corvus Glaive leaned on the battle blade and spoke softly, his tone frivolous as if announcing Yang Le's death.

"2 Pu!"

Before he could finish counting to two, Yang Le's fist had already hit him in the face. The Corvus Glaive, who had been looking like he had everything under control in the previous second, was knocked away in the next second and smashed into a piece of equipment.

The precise instrument was instantly destroyed, bursting out countless electric arcs, crackling and climbing onto Corvus Glaive's body, causing his body to convulse slightly, but because the voltage was not enough, it could not cause any damage to him.

"This...this...this can't be!" Corvus Glaive spoke, while teeth fell out of his mouth, and even his cone chin seemed more prominent, becoming like someone who likes to play nine-clan elimination.

"Why...wasn't I cut open?"

"I dodged it." Yang Le looked down at the embarrassed Corvus Glaive from a high position. "Before your knife cut me, I controlled my cells to dodge."

Note 1: Marvel Comics has published a comic called "Biker Mice from Mars", and even made it into an anime. It is likely to be many people's childhood memories. Unfortunately, the author has only watched one or two episodes.