The God of Injustice in Marvel

519, finale

Under the moonlight on the street at midnight, Leon strolled slowly through the streets and alleys.

The moonlight shines high from the top of the street lamp, and the light from the sky is covered, merged, and assimilated by the lights of the world.

Until it disappears into nothingness.

Leon did not jump up and down on the top of tall buildings as he had always liked to do before.

Today it was more like he was out for a walk.

Although at this time, Leon was still full of murderous intentions.

Standing at the entrance of an alley, Leon looked up at the moon.

"I don't know what the big-headed man on the moon is looking at right now. The lighter seems to have been kept there. Do you want to grab it...

Ha, it seems that snatching it over is of no use."

Showing his middle finger to the moon in the sky, Leon continued to swim slowly on the street.

The soul gem affects the perception of most passers-by. Even if someone sees Leon without hiding his figure, he will soon forget that this person once existed.

Or, they simply couldn't see such a big living person walking in front of them.

"After all, the gem appeared too late. If I had Kryptonian blood and superhuman physique, I would have had a lot more tricks and fun when fighting.

What a shame.”

Leon was muttering all kinds of nonsense alone, walking from here to there, from this alley to that corner. In the end, he even walked several blocks and even changed the city area, but still couldn't find it.

A chance to take action yourself.

"Wow, this damn Big Apple City is so safe now. How does this make sense!"

What Sophia told Leon before: It's difficult to perform surgeries in the city now. It turned out that she really wasn't lying to him.

…

After walking for a long time, from night to dawn, Lyon just walked from the city to the suburbs.

Several children who had not gone to school were sitting on the roadside, squatting together with their heads on their heads, shouting and poking at the ground with small sticks.

Anyway, I had nothing to do, and Leon also became interested.

"You are doing something interesting, can you take me with you?"

The little kids ignored him, but the leader raised his head and glanced at him, then turned to look at his father who was working in the yard not far behind him, then lowered his head again and continued to poke with the stick.

Stab.

Leon was not embarrassed and stood over with his hands behind his back. The child thought he was blocking the sun. When he looked up at him, Leon moved a few steps to the side knowingly.

The children were observing a large ant nest.

To be precise, it is destroying a big ant nest.

The ants carrying the straw on their backs were driven back and forth with small sticks, and were finally killed with a stick.

The long transport team also struggled to move forward under obstacles dropped from the sky by small sticks and pebbles.

Some children focused on setting up obstacles for the ants, while others focused on using sticks to kill the lone ants one by one.

Some children were impatient to use a stick, so they directly used their hands, pinched the body of an ant, and tore it into two pieces.

"Wow, you can't do this."

After Leon attracted the attention of the children, he patiently taught them: "If you harm innocent lives, you will suffer the same torture after you die and go to hell.

But if you take good care of them, you will get the same reward when you go to hell!"

The youngest child was only about three or four years old. He didn't care what Leon said. He took off his pants and was about to be flooded with water.

"It won't work."

Leon's eyesight was quick and he directly squeezed the faucet.

"Just because you like to pee on the bed or in your pants, you can't let ants enjoy these things.

Let’s leave the ants’ matters to themselves.”

The kid didn't understand what nonsense Leon was talking about. He only knew that his cock hurt, so he burst into tears.

At this time, the busy parents noticed a strange adult squatting next to their crying children.

"Hey! That freak! Get away from me!"

Holding pitchforks and baseball bats, four or five parents walked toward Lyon angrily.

Leon also saw someone in the house talking very fast on the phone by the window. At the same time, some parents went out with long-barreled shotguns.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding~ It's all misunderstanding~

Don't be nervous, I'm not a good person."

After Leon stood up, although he raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, the iconic attire and the ink mask on his face that was gradually converging into a smiley face still ruthlessly exposed Leon's

identity.

Night watchman, Mr. Lyon.

"Oh my gosh..."

The weapons in their hands were instantly thrown to the ground. Although they were extremely worried about the safety of their children, the parents still did not dare to step forward.

The smiling guy opposite is a lunatic!

"Mr. Lyon... ah no! Mr. Night Watchman... please... we..."

Wow, I can't even understand what I'm saying.

Unable to pretend any longer, Leon put down his hands and put them in his pockets.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just teasing these kids."

Those people still dare not speak.

Leon didn't care, patted the child's head with his hand, and wiped the child's urine on his hair without leaving any trace.

Waving his hands, Leon said softly: "Goodbye."

After saying that, the person disappeared.

…………………………

"Oh...why the hell is there no one who committed a crime?

Otherwise, I'd better go to the White House and order some troops. Killing one or two will definitely not cause panic."

After thinking about it for a while, I still felt that it was not good. After all, I had just said that I would not pay attention to them two days ago, and now I have gone back on my word. Wouldn't it be very shameful?

It's better to find a random prison.

He put on his own black metal armor. Few people had seen this thing before, so it was perfect for this kind of thing.

I went to a prison specifically for serious criminals. None of the prisoners here had a sentence of less than 30 years.

The most brutal ones had sentences exceeding three digits but still did not receive the death penalty.

The same strong man who just asked Leon to let him out was hiding behind the bed frame, staring at the fence.

As if he felt that this place could not provide him with enough security, the strong man moved his steps little by little, moving slowly backwards.

Then, he bumped into someone.

"I remember you."

These were the last words the strong man heard.

With a casual batarang, he killed the remaining guy hiding under the bed, and Leon happily walked out of the cell.

"Today is a good day to visit the grave~"

Jumping up and down, Leon, who was not serious at all, walked towards the next cell.

…………………………………………

When the moon came out again, Leon returned home.

"The prize pool is finally full this time, and the experience bar is so colorful.

I just don’t know what I can extract..."

With Lyon's current strength, whatever he pulls out actually doesn't mean much.

Compared to the things that he had been looking forward to before that could improve his strength, Lyon now wanted something interesting.

However, in today’s prize pool, it is no longer possible to see what level of things can be drawn.

I looked at the purification value next to the panel. It was just enough to draw one prize, and it was only enough to draw this one prize.

"Okay, anyway, no fees and no interest."

Silently, a box appeared in Leon's hand.

Just open it. Nothing happens.

Except, a letter fell into Leon's hand.

"Letter? What is this? Where is the equipment introduction? Where is the data?!"

No, nothing.

Okay, maybe this is a letter from his previous host.

Leon made random guesses and reached out to open the letter.

Then he found that he could not open the letter.

"What the hell? My hands can tear the earth apart, but I can't open a letter?!"

Not only can it not be taken apart, it cannot be torn into pieces.

"Interesting..."

Leon disappeared in a flash, and the next second, he appeared directly in front of the confused Vision.

"Leon? What are you..."

"I want the gem on your head. Can you give it to me? I can exchange it for something else."

Vision touched the soul gem above his head: "You can give it to me, of course. You don't need to exchange it for anything, but..."

"It's okay. I won't hurt you. Come with me."

Simple, clear and concise. Next stop, go straight to Wakanda.

…………

There are many ways for Leon to gain power, such as living on the sun for a while.

But it's dark now, and Leon doesn't want to wait until the sun comes out during the day, as that will take a lot of time!

It would be faster to find a stone or something to eat.

The Black Panther was enough to give Leon face. After hearing Leon's request, he began arranging to remove the gem on Vision's head overnight.

Early the next morning, Leon ate his sixth gem.

I thought that when the six gems came together, there might be something like a vision coming from the sky, but Leon guessed wrong again.

Nothing happened except that my stomach was really full.

But the next moment, Leon noticed something happened.

That letter came.

"Invitation letter..."

As he read out the three words of the invitation, Leon disappeared again.

Black Panther and Vision were both used to Leon taking such an unconventional path, so they didn't pay much attention.

But Leon himself doesn’t think so.

He didn't leave on his own. He was "captured" by a powerful force.

"Fuck!"

When Leon "landed" again, he was in a strange place that seemed very small and borderless.

Leon's cognition didn't seem to be universal here. He just felt that this place was both open and cramped, both bright and dark and gloomy.

Where does light come from?

Leon slowly tried to search in the void. He seemed to be able to touch the lights and seemed to be floating in the water.

"Gan! This feeling is really bad! I ate the gems for nothing, why can't I exert any strength at all?"

"~~~Gan~~~!!!!"

Huang Zhongda Lu, a deafening sound of "gan" came from all directions.

Before Leon could put down his hands covering his ears, the voice sounded directly in his heart: "Is this the way you say hello where you live?"

In the void of light, a huge, golden head slowly emerged, with only the outline of its face clearly visible.

"It's really you...

OAA…”

That wonderful creature that suddenly appeared is the supreme being of the Marvel universe, and has created some gods.

The big golden head looked at Leon and said seriously: "Gan. You seem to know a little bit about everything."

Leon: “…………”

"Brother, no... Great God! You'd better not use that word to say hello.

That's not a word of greeting..."

The big golden head closed his eyes and opened them again: "I know, it's used to curse people. It's almost the same as shit."

Leon: “…………”

You are omniscient and omnipotent, can you not use it here...

Big Head looked at Leon: "You guessed it was me. Why. Why, it turned out to be me."

Leon was not nervous when facing the Supreme God of the entire universe.

"It's nothing, I just know it. Boss, do you know... Jack Bobby?"

"have no idea."

"What about Stan Lee?"

"I don't know."

"Marvel? Are you familiar with this word?"

"I'm not familiar with it, why do you ask this?"

"It's nothing, um... some stinky cartoonists are not worthy of your attention. Haha, hehehehe..."

After a moment of silence, Big Head spoke again: "You are dead. That's how it is."

Leon didn't speak, just listened to oaa continue to speak.

"I received the imprint of a soul from an unknown place.

It's very strange, it's both alive and dead. So..."

"So you put that soul on the dead me. On the dead Leon Collins."

"Yes. I took away the fourth face of the Court of Life that reflected all things, and used it to build a singularity in your soul.

It will reflect your soul.

Then, it seems to become something you call a system in your heart."

ah……

It turns out that the special code is like this.

Leon shook his head. As someone who has read a lot of online novels, Leon once thought that he would be the resurrection container of oaa or something.

Now it seems that this is much better than he imagined.

but……

"Why? Why do you do these things?"

The big head showed a very humane and emotional smile: "For a try."

"try?"

"Try, if you can become a second court."

Leon seems to understand a little bit.

"So, what's your answer? Am I qualified?"

"No."

The big golden head said: "I want to ask you. What is your answer?"

My answer...

Leon thought for a long time, not only about himself, but also about his friends, his enemies, and those who died at his hands.