The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

Chapter 444 The Haunted Sewer

Although, as long as An Qiluo gets in touch with the skill of Bone Soul, these three thousand innocent souls can completely disappear.

However, after all, these three thousand innocent souls are still his own thoughts.

Angelo finally decided to respect their opinions.

"Come on, come here, I'll ask you something." An Qiluo casually pointed to one of the wraiths.

The wraith who was called looked around with a worried expression on his face, and after confirming that he was called, he cautiously floated in front of An Qiluo.

When they were dominated by hatred and resentment before, the resentful spirits didn't feel anything, but subconsciously knew to obey Angelo's command and orders.

But now that they had regained their sanity, they suddenly noticed the majesty coming from An Qiluo and the sense of oppression from the top of the food chain.

At the same time, because of their skills, they also know that their current state of existence is not a human being, not a wraith, but a bone ghost.

"An Qiluo, these spirit bodies cannot speak like humans." Ancient One reminded him.

Probably because the Soul of the Bone skill is only a guide, the image of the wraith in front of him is different from the Soul of the Bone summoned by An Qiluo in the past.

In the past, the bone spirits were all just the image of a ball of light, not to mention the specific facial features, even the human form could not be seen.

However, these bone ghosts transformed from the ghosts of the saints in front of them have noses and eyes, and even the clothes they wore before they were alive were imitated by them.

"I know." An Qiluo waved his hand indifferently, and then said to the wraith in front of him. "You have now finished your revenge, what is your choice now?"

"If you accept death, I will let your souls leave. If you want to continue to exist in this form, you can."

After An Qiluo finished speaking, he didn't speak any more, just staring at him.

An Qiluo called this ghost money, not because he really needed to ask and answer him, but because An Qiluo was used to communicating with "people" face to face.

In fact, he can communicate with these ghosts through consciousness.

Bone Ghost didn't give an answer right away, but showed a tangled look on his face.

"Well, okay, I see, you can discuss it." Angelo nodded, indicating that the ghost can go back.

Everyone else looked at An Qiluo suspiciously at this moment, even including Mage Gu Yi.

They don't understand very much now, and they have doubts in their eyes. This is Angelo directing and acting on his own.

Among these people, there are technological geniuses on Earth, superheroes, Asgardians, and the Supreme Master.

But none of them discovered how An Qiluo and the ghost communicated, whether it was mental fluctuations or any language movements.

No one else could feel this pure communication between the summoned creature and An Qiluo.

"Don't look at me like that, what he said just now really needs to be discussed." Angelo shrugged, "In theory, I should be a good person."

Hela snorted in a low voice.

Secretly swearing, when you almost knocked my head off, why didn't you say you were a good person?

Hela, who secretly slandered, saw that Angelo looked towards her and Thor with a feeling, and immediately put a kind smile on her face again.

"Angelo, don't look at me. Although I also think that the Vanir Protoss' method of gaining faith is good, I don't need the power of faith, and the current earth is no longer suitable for spreading faith."

The sad Thor also quickly opened his mouth to excuse himself, "I don't need the power of faith, nor does Asgard, and..."

As he spoke, Thor had a look of grief on his face, and he complained, "Have you ever seen humans believe in a god who has been beaten up by humans?"

"Forehead……"

Angelo: ...

It makes sense, but why does it sound so miserable?

Angelo himself has recollected it. He may have been psychologically shadowed by the showmanship of the Warner Protoss and God's left hand and right hand. Now he is wary of all things and people related to God.

Still, having said that, Thor has a good point.

In this world, the fist still has the final say.

God, if he could bleed and die, he wouldn't be who he is anymore.

...

In the spiritual world that no one can perceive, the consciousness of three thousand ghosts has already turned the sky upside down.

Although each of these ghosts has a separate consciousness, their spiritual sea is connected, and this is also their unique way of communication.

So, now there is a lot of quarrel in the spiritual sea of ​​​​Three Thousand Ghosts.

"I think we are dead after all, and we should accept death calmly."

"Yes! Death is the destination of all life. Now that we have avenged our revenge, it's okay to accept death."

"No! I think that since we are dead, but our souls are still stagnant in the world, this is God's revelation to us, bah! Don't mention God's shameless bastard, this is the revelation of fate to us!"

"That's right, I agree for the time being, death is indeed the destination, but since we are given the opportunity to choose now, it means that we have not yet reached the time to accept death!"

"Also, everyone, I think we didn't avenge our village annihilation, what we just killed was Mephisto's clone, God that bastard is still alive!"

"Damn God!"

"Yes! Damn God! Damn the Holy See, as long as you scold God, we are good brothers."

"..."

There are more than a hundred people, all kinds of people.

What's more, there are more than 3,000 ghosts, and there is no way to unify their opinions in a short period of time.

All the ghosts talked and said everything.

However, during the debate, these ghosts reached a common opinion.

That is - damn God, damn the Holy See.

Because they were betrayed to Mephisto by God and the Holy See back then, these three thousand originally most pious saints turned into three thousand resentful spirits who were absolutely hostile to God and the Holy See.

If the Holy See and God appeared in front of them at this time, they would definitely temporarily put aside their arguments and be torn to pieces by them...

Hmm...God, let’s forget it. Three thousand of them may not be able to beat them now. After all, they just heard that Mephisto, the Lord of Hell, was originally just a member of the Warner Protoss. God is definitely stronger than Murphys. support.

The debate in the spiritual sea has been going on, and even gradually intensified, and it is about to develop into a trend of ghost wars.

At this time, a ghost finally opened his mouth to break the deadlock. This ghost only said a word, which calmed down the hot-headed ghosts who were arguing.

"The contract of St. Van Gonzal came from Mephisto, the Lord of Hell. Mephisto is a demon. The contract of the devil should drag the soul of the other party to hell after death, right?"

In an instant, there was silence in the spiritual sea.

No matter what opinion the ghosts held, they all fell silent.

This sentence hit their nails.

Although Mephisto never stated that the contract of Saint Van Gonzale has the same effect as the contract of the devil, and can pull their souls into hell after death.

But Mephisto didn't say he couldn't.

Is not it?

Even with a 50% probability, they couldn't afford to gamble.

Falling into the hands of Mephisto, can it be good?

They killed "Mephisto" just now. On the one hand, it was just Mephisto's clone, and its combat power was not complete. If they fell into hell and faced Mephisto's body, they might not have crushed it. The force of pressure.

Second, because they were all passively blessed by An Qiluo just now, as long as they are still An Qiluo's summons, this kind of bonus will last forever.

If Angelo released them, their bonuses would disappear, and they would be even more vulnerable when facing the full Mephisto!

Three thousand ghosts whispered to each other in the spiritual sea, and soon, all the ghosts understood.

Their argument is meaningless, because there is only one way before them now, and that is to continue to stay in the human world in this form.

Then, however, another problem arose.

That is, if they want to stay in the world, they can only exist as Angelo's summons.

So would Angelo choose to enslave them?

No one can guarantee this issue.

They have been trapped in the contract of San Van Gonza for hundreds of years, and they don't want to be enslaved anymore.

After a brief discussion, the three thousand ghosts finally decided that the ghost named by Angelo should still negotiate with Angelo, and reply to Angelo that everyone decided to stay in the world.

That ghost is called Mark.

When everyone was still alive, they were "diplomats" in the village. Now they are in charge of negotiations and can be regarded as professional counterparts.

However, Mark felt a little guilty in his heart. Angelo's identity and the sense of oppression on him were no joke!

However, it is better for him to go than to go with the expectations of others, so Mark can only bite the bullet and go.

...

"Mr. Priest, we have discussed and decided to stay in the world and get rid of you."

Mark floated back in front of Angelo, and replied to Angelo with the result of the discussion.

However, when he said this, Mark was thinking about how to tell Angelo that the villagers did not want to be enslaved again.

After all, they helped, but you all wanted not to be enslaved by the other party, even if you were in your own villager camp, you felt that such a request was too much.

but……

In front of An Qiluo, how could the summoner hide his thoughts—although An Qiluo didn't pay attention to the discussions of these ghosts in the spiritual sea just now.

Feeling the worry in Ghost Mark's heart, An Qiluo laughed dumbfounded, and took the initiative to speak.

"No trouble, and you don't have to worry that I will enslave you. I will find you a space to accommodate you. You can just live your life. Only when I need you, I will call you and occasionally help Are you busy?"

For An Qiluo, to maintain the existence of these ghosts, it is necessary to occupy the skill of "Bone Ghost".

However, let's not say that he doesn't use this skill very much, it is almost a useless skill. The only time he used it was when Stark was captured in the Afghan desert to communicate information.

Secondly, even if the skills are used to maintain the existence of these ghosts, it does not mean that the skills are permanently abolished.

On the contrary, the ability of "Bone Ghost" is even more powerful.

In the past, Bone Ghost could only summon a spherical ghost, and some precise operations required An Qiluo's consciousness to control it himself.

but now……

It is equivalent to Angelo having an army of ghosts!

The all-pervasive army of ghosts!

There are a full three thousand!

And each has self-awareness and can perform tasks independently.

Moreover, it doesn't matter if they have their own lives at ordinary times, anyway, now that they can open the space door, when they need them, they can open the space door and pull them over at any time.

The most important thing is that An Qiluo said that he would not force them to order. This is An Qiluo's choice. If it is really necessary to force them to order, these ghosts can't refuse at all!

Faced with Angelo's "understanding", Mark was overjoyed. He did not expect Angelo to propose such a generous offer. If they refused to agree, they would be too ungrateful.

"Okay! Thank you, Mr. Priest!"

Although the title of priest made Mark involuntarily recall the priests of the Holy See, but at this moment in his heart, Angelo was no priest, he was clearly the God who saved them!

Angelo looked at Mark, who was gradually turning into a fanatic, and was speechless for a while.

"Okay, okay, go back and tell your clansmen, after I finish dealing with my affairs, you all go back with me."

Mark happily returned to his tribe and returned to his command.

Angelo also returned to the crowd.

He told everyone about the ghosts' decision just now. Next, where to place these ghosts is a big problem.

"An Qiluo, what do you think?" Ancient One said.

She had to speak.

If there were only a few ghosts, she would not interfere with An Qiluo's decision at all. After all, An Qiluo had just helped her beat Mephisto away, and there were already a lot of strange summons in An Qiluo's house .

but!

This is a total of three thousand ghosts!

If it is exposed by the media or undoubtedly known by the world of ordinary people, it will be enough to affect the world of ordinary people.

Moreover, if they come into contact with ordinary people, their forms and thoughts are different, and it is unknown whether there will be conflicts and conflicts.

Three thousand ghosts can already be regarded as a rare race in the magic world!

The ancient one's responsibility is to protect the earth from being invaded by the magic dimension.

"My idea, I want to bring them back to Hell's Kitchen." Angelo shrugged, "After all, the closer the distance, the easier it is to deal with emergencies. But to bring them back to Hell's Kitchen, where to place them, I haven't thought about this question..."

Although An Qiluo's summons, even if these ghosts are placed on the other side of the earth, they will not dissipate because of the distance, but it is better to be closer.

On the entire earth, perhaps only Hell's Kitchen has a higher degree of acceptance of these aliens, and the gangster bastards in Hell's Kitchen are also more courageous, so they should not be frightened by these spirits.

"Angelo," Stark put away the space-disturbing strong magnetic field generator, came over and interjected, "I heard from the little spider a while ago that he and four little turtles started a sewer cleaning company, and they have started to take over single."

Angelo was stunned. Stark knew the news, so he was really the godfather of Little Spider?

"That's right, buddy, you mean to place these ghosts in the sewer?" Angelo raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, anyway, there are many abandoned small waterways in Hell's Kitchen, which are just suitable for their lives. If the environment needs to be improved, I think I can help..."