The God of Injustice in Marvel

Late at night, in the dim room, there was only an inconspicuous light source in front of the mirror on the dressing table that showed off my weak presence.

Leon sat alone in front of the bright desk lamp, facing the mirror and his back to the door.

In this situation, Leon himself felt that it was a little unreasonable to say that he was not filming a ghost movie.

Looking in the direction of the weak light, in the mirror, there was a withered and dull face, looking doubtfully at the real self outside the mirror.

"Hiss...!...This makeup...is not suitable for going out at night..."

The reason why Leon said this was not because the makeup was too scary and he was afraid that he would scare the children. How could an unscrupulous guy like him worry about such a problem that normal people worry about!

The truth is exactly the opposite.

The scarier the better!

It would be best to just use this face to scare the purple sweet potato spirit back to his donut spaceship!

The reason why Leon finds it inconvenient to go out at night is...

You need to wear a mask when going on a mission~

Isn't this blinding the face of this god and ghost Pi Yi in vain?

The word "Gods and Ghosts Piyi" is really not a joke.

After applying this [Undead Ghost Witch] makeup, Leon deliberately turned off all the lights in the room, leaving only a table lamp in front of the dressing table to enhance the atmosphere, and took a look at the effect for himself.

good!

My pants almost got wet!

In the mirror, Leon's original appearance was completely unrecognizable. Rather than being a wizard, it would be better to say that he looked more like an unwilling undead in the dark night.

The pupils that have completely lost the whites of their eyes look even darker and deeper against the overly dark green dry skin. The eyebrows that are completely covered by makeup have completely lost their existence. The high cheekbones and brow bones set off the shape of the entire face.

It's even more weird and disharmonious.

The same dry lips, the same weird chin, the same ears that have lost their sense of existence...

Paired with the loose hair that seems to make people sink into their eyes...

With Leon's current appearance, wearing a mask is really a big loss.

It was the first time I applied this makeup, and the complexity of the makeup was completely different from the previous clown makeup. It took Leon a full hour to complete it.

Standing up, Leon walked to the wall and turned on the light.

It won't work unless it is turned on. This thing is just staring at him in the mirror. Even though he knows that the person in the mirror is him, Leon still feels a little uncomfortable.

After turning on the light, the light gave Leon more courage, allowing him to stand in front of the mirror again and look at his own face.

"Well...it's really a pity..."

The makeup on the lips may be too heavy, and Leon's speech seems a bit unnatural.

"If I put on a mask, wouldn't those little gangsters be able to see my peerless appearance?"

He put on Rorschach's ink mask again and looked in the mirror again.

"This only has a deterrent effect. The attribute of mental pollution is gone!"

Holding the uncomfortable parts of his chin and lips with his hands, Leon began to think, should he simply go out without wearing a mask today?

After thinking about it, Leon slapped his thigh: "By the way! I don't know what this skill does yet! It can't just be a scary attribute, it would be a huge loss!"

However, if the effect of this makeup is really good, you might as well apply it a few more times in the future. The trouble is that it is a little troublesome, but if it is useful enough, it is not impossible for Leon to allocate this time.

What else can I say~

As long as you can bring pain to your enemies, it is worth the effort!

Oh yeah!

…

After opening the description of the skill, Leon wanted to see if there would be any tips on the skill. After all, the main skill [Drawing Demonic Death Makeup] is a level two skill anyway, and it will not be the same as when it was level one at the beginning.

In that case, there might as well be no such thing as a description column.

Unexpectedly.

Leon clicked on the skill introduction, but it was still empty!

Master Li, who has always been elegant and easy-going, was just about to curse when he accidentally glanced at the skill introduction in the lower category column and saw something strange.

"This seems to be a set of gestures?"

The moving image that appears under the [Undead Ghost Witch] skill turns out to be a complex and ghostly combination of gestures.

It’s also a dynamic picture of the special code!

Could it be that...the ability of this undead ghost witch is actually an active skill?

I also carefully classified this skill into large and small categories, going through it over and over again, haha.

There is not a single text introduction.

"You don't have time to make those crazy notes, but you should take some time to introduce the skills!"

Complaints are complaints, Leon still stared at the three-dimensional imaging dynamic picture that was automatically looped for a long time, and he was constantly changing gestures with his hands, and he started to follow.

"Speaking of which, why does this feel so similar to Ji Gong Qi Ji?" Leon imitated and muttered a little inwardly: "I can't just invite some weird guy to get on top of me!"

If this really goes as he wishes, it would be better if he invites someone at the level of the Five Great Gods to come over, and he just goes directly to the Purple Sweet Potato Spirit to deal with him!

But what if...

If you invite the Purple Sweet Potato Essence over...

Hoho! That would be interesting!

As Leon's movements became more and more proficient and coherent, Leon began to no longer control his own rhythm, deliberately making the ritual or other gestures represented fail to activate successfully.

After breaking down the movements one by one, Leon was sure that he had mastered this set of gestures that were very similar to the ninjutsu seals, but completely different.

After being fully prepared, Leon flew out of the window, picked a remote place, and began a new round of self-mutilation.

There is no way, you always have to try the skills. Only by using them several times can you master them better and be qualified to use them against the enemy.

It’s just self-inflicted, I’m familiar with the skills~ It’s understandable that I was a little injured at first!

In order to control the four-wheel drive skillfully, Leon spent most of the night in the wilderness screaming: "Come on! Spider King!"

After all the embarrassing things have been resolved, it doesn't matter if you get hurt, it's just a trivial matter.

Calmly, Leon turned on his passive aura, and slowly and smoothly released a set of gestures in the order he remembered.

When the last gesture was completed, Leon, who had keen senses, instantly felt that he smelled a strange pungent smell, and his body seemed to have a slight feeling of weightlessness.

Before Leon could study it carefully, from the perspective of a third person, a green and skinny palm that was exactly the same as Leon's ghost makeup style stretched out strangely from the shadow behind Leon's hanging hand!

Gently, he grabbed Leon's hand and interlocked his fingers.

The moment Leon had no time to react! His figure quickly became blurry and transparent, until it completely disappeared in the dark green smoke.

In the open space by the forest, Leon disappeared out of thin air.

………………………………

Tony was in a terrible mood.

Things developed exactly as he expected.

From the first moment he returned to China, he was entangled by various forces.

The company's shareholders came to ask him if the small reactor technology had been stolen, asking him to be responsible for the company's falling stock price. The hyena-like media tabloids and unscrupulous reporters were looking for his whereabouts all the time, and they never left the scene in the driveway.

ACCIDENT.

People began to doubt whether the powerful Iron Man still had the ability and qualifications to protect them, and strongly demanded that the owner of the Iron Armor apologize to them.

And the shameless politicians tried their best to force him to hand over his steel armor, trying to take this technology as their own, so as to achieve some unknown purposes.

All this is so annoying!

Although he was cured of his palladium poisoning by Leon, but he was worried that he would have no choice but to continue to be poisoned in the future, Leon also "spoiled" himself some of the scenes he saw using "prophecy".

But Tony still felt deeply tired and helpless, and couldn't be happy at all.

Even though today is his birthday.

Tony doesn't like being alone.

He had always disliked it from the moment he waited for his parents to come home with all his heart and longing, only to receive two death notices handed to him by police officers.

From then on, he was no longer willing to take things from strangers, and he never celebrated his birthday alone.

This year is a special year.

In this year, he transformed from a self-defeating and game-playing prodigal to a hero of the Lighthouse Country.

He found the meaning and value of his life and had a goal that he was willing to sacrifice everything for.

He has friends and confidants, and even his relationship with Pepper is making good progress.

It seems that everything that happens is moving in a good direction, there is a lot to do in the future, everything is on the right path, and there is still time.

If there is no palladium poisoning.

If there hadn't been that whip cord that suddenly appeared.

Lying on the sofa with his head in his hands, this is Leon's favorite lazy posture.

After three days of bad practice, Tony also developed this habit.

He sighed helplessly and turned his unfocused eyes away from the ceiling. Tony put down his hands, stood up, and was about to get a bottle of wine that he had snatched from Lyon. A man who had not seen him for a long time treated his birthday as a normal day.

Fool it over.

Walking up from the underground studio to the living room on the first floor, Tony sat on the sofa with a wine bottle and glass in his hand, a little decadently, filled up the wine, and prepared to pour himself some wine.

jingle!

doorbell?

After regaining his wandering thoughts, Tony raised his head in confusion.

"Who can find my house at this time?"

Ethan was attending technology exhibitions on behalf of Stark Industries abroad, Pepper was handling acquisition cases for him abroad, and Leon was also relaxing there... He was killing people, and even Happy was guarding his other villa as a

An eye-catching target.

Tony, who was a little unfocused, got up again, walked to the door and looked outside through the peephole on the door.

It's pitch black...wait a minute...the white ones are...teeth.

oh!

Tony saw who it was and opened the door with a smile.

"You're really hard to find, Tony."

The man outside the door was carrying a dozen beers and a food box in his other hand.

It's Colonel Rhodes, one of Tony's best friends.

"Why, the great Iron Man doesn't like beer anymore, isn't he going to invite me in?"

Regarding the relationship between Rod and Tony, it doesn't matter if such jokes are made casually.

Speechlessly hitting Rhodes on the shoulder, Tony smiled and said, "I really don't like beer. Come over here, I have something really good for you."

Rhodes naturally didn't think there was anything wrong with Tony's words. He also smiled and raised the food box in his hand. The meaning was obvious: I have good stuff here too.

Sitting at the wine table, Tony poured a glass of wine for Rod, and Rod opened the food box at the same time, which contained two cheeseburgers.

"Ah~ha!"

Pairing cheeseburgers with wine is something Tony can do.

Rhodes is also a good drinker. When he smells the wine, he knows that Tony is really not lying. This is indeed good stuff.

Good things that are not easy to get even if you have money.

"Where did you get this wine?" Rod said: "To be honest, I kind of regret that I brought a cheeseburger instead of a steak today. Can't you, this guy, have something other than a cheeseburger?"

"Haha, I still like to eat tofu puffs. Do I have to tell you this too?"

After a pause, Tony picked up the wine glass and looked at the deep red liquid at the bottom of the glass, and continued: "As for this bottle of wine, I snatched it from a cat, hahaha, I will introduce it to you when I have the opportunity in the future.

"

Rhodes took another sip of wine. He felt that Tony was really different now than before.

Not just because of that "tofu brain" that he didn't understand, and because he was talking nonsense about the wine he stole from the cat, and he also introduced himself to him.

What has changed is Tony's...state?

However, Rhodes did not ask Tony anything about this. As long as Tony's condition was developing in a good direction and he had such excellent wine for himself to drink, it didn't matter what cat snatched it from him or from a psychiatrist.

, are all insignificant things.

As long as Tony wasn't weird in that way like the rumors he'd heard.

Rhodes' mood was also much higher. I don't know if it was because of drinking, but he was smiling obviously much happier.

We discussed some topics about wine with Tony, and then we got sidetracked into the food that goes with the wine, and then we got sidetracked into the topic of what on earth is tofu pudding, and then inexplicably got sidetracked into the Playboy cover girl!

After all the wine they got from Leon was finished, and Tony's own bottle of wine was also consumed, the two of them were probably tired, so they sat on the sofa at the same time, one on the left and the other on the right.

He leaned back and stopped talking.

The air became quiet for a moment.

until……

"Tony."

Rhodes' voice came from the other side of the sofa.

"Tony, you know I'm not just here today to celebrate your birthday."

After Rhodes finished speaking, Tony did not answer.

After getting up and sitting upright, Rhodes simply stood up: "Tony, you..."

"You're here to convey a message to those... ah, big shots, right? They finally took action against you."

Lifting his head, Tony felt a little depressed: "Sorry, Rod, you are so unlucky to have a friend like me."

Of course Tony knew, he knew it from the moment Rhodes walked in the door.

Those despicable politicians will not let their friends go, especially since Rhodes is also a colonel in charge of the weapons department.

Rhodes didn't tell Tony the stories behind them. Their relationship didn't have to be like this in the first place.

"Tony." Rhodes sat next to Tony: "If you have to hand over a armor, I think I am the most suitable candidate."

Rhodes didn't lie. Tony also knew that he had to take responsibility for what happened to another guy who appeared at the racing track, wearing a small reactor similar to his own on his chest, and brutally killed many people.

At least, you have to take responsibility for that thing on his chest.

And Rhodes is indeed the most suitable and best candidate.

"Thank you, my friend."

Rhodes just patted Tony on the shoulder and said nothing.

A few minutes later, a silver-white Mark III armor flew out of Tony's home and drifted away until it disappeared into the sky.

Iron Patriot, War Machine.

Birth.