The Roots of Manga

Chapter 27 Tony's Wrath

The moon hangs high and the night is dark.

The lights are on in the bustling city, but the car whistle does not stop.

Just like the shadows caused by sunlight during the day, this modern light also adds a darkness hidden in the night to this world.

The abandoned warehouse was full of people. They wore blood-red and brown clothes and monster masks. They took iron buckets and sprinkled blood or organs on the floor. rot.

They held torches and oil lamps, as if they had gone back in time.

The pungent and unacceptable smell filled the entire warehouse, and the smell of blood was like a slaughterhouse.

Heath Wayne stood among the crowd, watching this scene calmly.

After his congregation finished scattering the contents of the iron bucket, they surrounded a dozen or so bound people in a circle.

These bound people have fear, resentment, begging for mercy, and begging in their eyes... They include men and women, old and young, homeless and rich, but they are all like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"I called out to the gods in the night, and sang his supremacy with the dignity of flesh and blood..."

Heath's handsome face looked strange in the firelight, and he stood in front of the bound people with a strange tone and chanted praises.

"In the night, I called out to the gods, and sang his supremacy with the dignity of flesh and blood..."

The congregation co-authored his words and recited them in unison.

The vicious atmosphere would make any reasonable person shudder.

Heath didn't know when he stopped his eulogy, his eyes had turned into vertical pupils of snakes, the emerald green made people frightened. He listened to the chanting of the believers in unison in his ears, and he smiled under this evil but strange and sacred atmosphere.

"Mr. Rasputin, do you feel it? The power of this fear?"

Hearing his whispered words, Rasputin echoed in his ear.

"My power is growing stronger and stronger. Although my terror spread during the day was stopped, the goal was achieved."

"Then after this ceremony, can you accumulate enough magic power to awaken the human evil in your body?"

"That's right!"

Hearing Rasputin's crazy voice, Hiss frowned.

Even you, a heroic spirit, have already been infected? What a sarcasm, his emerald green snake pupils sneered.

"Then, I hope everything goes well." Heath's gentle voice was still full of elegance and nobility.

"Oh, don't worry, I will definitely solve the hidden dangers caused by your practice of curse magic, collaborator."

"That would be great, thank you very much."

Hiss said softly, his eyes scanned the captives, although he was still smiling, his pupils became colder and colder.

"Ok?"

Suddenly Heath sensed something was wrong, and then his pupils shrank suddenly, and green flames suddenly appeared around him.

There was a big hole directly on the roof of the warehouse. The moment the golden-red steel battle suit appeared, a hand cannon was fired. After the green flames were scattered, nothing remained.

In a corner of the warehouse, Heath suddenly appeared. He covered his mouth with his hand and coughed up a mouthful of blood. Obviously, the stand-in move just now was not without cost.

"Mr. Rasputin, didn't you say that your perception is very strong?"

Heath asked with an ugly face.

Beside him, Rasputin's body appeared, and this tall Russian man also had an ugly face.

"A mystery that blinded me."

Other magicians? Heath scanned the warehouse suspiciously. Immediately afterwards, his face became even more ugly, only to see the shadows under the captives' feet suddenly extended, enveloping them all, and then sank into the ground and disappeared. He was about to do something, but had to focus on Iron Man.

"Heath Wayne, the heir of the German Wayne family. Graduated from Ludwig University in Munich, Germany, he likes to study demon culture. He has been in and out of the pyramids many times, digging ancient tombs..."

Jarvis' mechanical voice shook Heath's foundation.

As for Tony in the suit, he is suppressing the desire to vomit, because the factory has been made so disgusting.

Tony already knew that the flesh, most of it, came from innocent victims.

"Thank God I didn't have supper tonight."

He vomited habitually, but the anger in his chest kept burning.

"Heath Wayne! You have nowhere to go, now, surrender!"

Tony aimed the hand cannon at Heath Wayne again. In order to prevent Heath Wayne from using the trick just now, his weapon mouth was opened, aiming at every corner of the warehouse at any time, ready to launch micro-missiles.

"If it weren't for that mysterious magician, Tony Stark, you wouldn't be able to appear in front of me at all."

At this time, Heath realized that all the magic circles and traps he had set up had been destroyed, but he still sneered and mocked Iron Man's threat of force.

"Magic? Maybe you should do a few performances, so that the tricks you have learned will not be wasted."

Tony spoke mercilessly, and he suppressed that disgusting feeling at least now.

However, he felt helpless towards magic, and because of this, it was the third time he had seen the power of magic. The magic and power of this kind of power really made him feel a little bit excited.

"I should understand the principle of this thing and create a magic suit as soon as possible."

As he thought of it, he felt that he could get him by asking the magician on the private phone.

At this time, the two boys, Nuo He and Kang Tan, were hiding in the shadow space, and the perspective of the outside world had already been closed.

Kang Tan held his chest and vomited heavily, as if he wanted to vomit his stomach out. The scene in the warehouse just now gave him a bit too much stimulation.

"Cheer up, Kantan."

Nuo He's face was just a little pale, and he didn't seem to have any other abnormalities.

In fact, he even pretended to be pale. Although he never personally took the lives of others, in his previous life, there were too many soldiers who died protecting him, or too many spies who were killed in front of his eyes. Li Yu, the spy in the previous life, killed almost everyone that Nohe knew, and he himself was even considered as one of Nohe's few friends.

Nuohe would be grateful for life, but this kind of blood can't move him, because he has long been used to it.

"It's enough to get here, I can exit, showing too much power is not what I expected."

Noah thought to himself.

Outside, when the congregation wanted to escape, they found that all the exits were blocked by a kind of black energy, and the only connection to the outside world was the hole punched by Iron Man.

But that hole is too high, unless they can fly.

The shadow under the feet of a congregation suddenly stretched rapidly, quickly forming a humanoid body, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Iron Man, I leave this place to you, there are a group of people I don't want to deal with are rushing come over."