The savior of American comics? I am the evil god of the subspace!

“You really guessed right about the Chosen One. But what exactly does the Overlord… ah, no, the Boss want to do?”

After Karl's [Consciousness] exited the dimensional space, Khorne couldn't wait to get close to Tzeentch and ask:

“Why are we only allowed to choose those extreme individuals this time, granting them negative powers?”

Then, Khorne pointed with indignation at the Emperor, who had transformed back into a pale sun and was hanging directly below the [Mind Stone], "Also, why isn't that guy included in this mission?"

“The Overlord is unknowable, unobservable, unpredictable, uninfluenceable, and unshakeable!!”

Tzeentch pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, clearly unwilling to pay attention to the muscle-brained guy in front of him, and said mysteriously:

“All I know is that the Boss wants us to maintain duality, because only in this way can we better share His burdens.”

With that said, he began to select the most suitable target among the “stars”.

“Could you please be more specific…”

Khorne roared angrily: “What I hate most is riddle-tellers like you!”

Then he also hurriedly joined the team to select [Chosen Ones].

Since Karl gave a relatively tight deadline, the Four Chaos Gods could only temporarily abandon those with great potential but no recent abnormal emotional fluctuations.

And then carefully select from among the most intensely reacting “sparks”…

At this time, the Emperor, who was originally hanging in the “sky”, transformed into a human form again and came to Khorne's [Brass Throne].

Looking at the Blood God, who was hanging upside down on a banner and was full of horror, he said in a voice almost like two pieces of sandpaper constantly rubbing together:

“Heretic, I'll say it once, immediately tell me everything you know?!”

In the end—

Khorne took the lead and determined his target.

His gaze penetrated a burning “spark”, locking onto a girl in the real world who was attending her father's funeral in a drizzling rain.

Her heart was filled with unspeakable “hatred” and the urge to release suppressed emotions through killing.

There was simply no one more suitable for Khorne than this girl!

Nurgle then set his sights on a man in sunglasses in a secret laboratory, trying to fuse several viruses together…

Slaanesh gazed faintly in the direction Karl left, licked his lips full of temptation, and then reluctantly withdrew his gaze, then went straight to an exceptionally bright “spark”.

It seemed that this was a target He had already locked on to.

A delicate white finger gently stroked the “black halo” symbolizing some kind of extreme emotion.

A妖异 smile appeared on his ever-changing face, “Emma Russell, I've been watching you for a long time.”

“Go ahead, according to what you believe in your heart…

Only by making those who ignore you pay a painful price can they truly realize that you are right, and your thoughts are not extreme!”

“And you will reap the ultimate joy from death…”

Unexpectedly.

Tzeentch, the “intelligence officer” among the Four Chaos Gods, was the last to complete his selection.

No way.

Because there were just too many candidates to choose from.

“Fools, you don't understand at all. What the Overlord cares about is not temporary gains and losses, but for a longer-term plan.”

Tzeentch first glanced at the smug other three, and then paused one by one among several seemingly good candidate “sparks”.

Among them were junior mages with resentment…

There was a mute girl who had been given super intelligence through [Compound V]…

There was a playboy who desperately wanted to create a new battle armor because his self-esteem was severely damaged in a certain battle…

There was a gnome scientist whose consciousness was “trapped” in a giant computer, attempting to use intelligent algorithms to eliminate dissidents…

And a CEO of a listed company who attempted to explore the mysteries of the universe, unlock the human genetic code, and free his mother's soul from a certain demon lord, and so on…

Just.

Tzeentch ultimately chose a down-and-out actor who was hired to play a certain big shot and performed horror scenes in front of the camera all day long.

Because in the depths of this waste's heart, He actually saw a long-suppressed and never dared to express a strong ambition.

Compared to other candidates, this lying actor can obviously bring greater changes.

And change means infinite possibilities, which is undoubtedly Tzeentch's favorite…

Right now, this small and humble down-and-out actor seems to be just lacking a little bit of encouragement and hope, and he can officially take that step to challenge the limit.

Very good, let the wheels of fate turn!

…………

……

“I didn't expect that the nonsense I casually said to Gu Yi at that time would actually come true?”

After exiting the [Warp], Karl sat in his boss chair and couldn't help but smile wryly.

Because the appearance of the Emperor seems to have perfectly “closed the loop” on the brag he had bragged to Gu Yi before.

That's right, doesn't “Four Chaos Gods + Emperor” equal “Four Evil Gods + Demon God's Body”!

It was out of this consideration that Karl had deliberately not allowed the Emperor to participate in the test just now.

This may be the true portrayal of what people often say: “Every time you tell a lie, you need countless lies to make up for it”?

But Karl didn't care about this.

In his opinion, it doesn't matter how many lies are stacked.

As long as it can be ensured that there will be no thunder before the [Warp] and the “Five Little Ones” officially rise, then there will be no problem.

And what Karl has to do next—

It is to reasonably arrange a “Four Evil Gods Blessing” scene to completely dispel the last trace of doubt that may exist in Gu Yi's mind!

At the same time, take the opportunity to consolidate the alliance relationship with [Kama Taj], so as to win a better development space for the “Five Little Ones”.

When the [Warp] successfully grows in the future, maybe Gu Yi can be dragged into the water together…

If the bald-headed demon king's “belief” can really be changed from the original [Vishanti] to one or several of the “Five Little Ones”, then the scene would be particularly interesting to think about!

In addition to this.

If this week-long test proves that the followers of the Four Chaos Gods can also collect [Reputation Points] for themselves, and even plunder souls.

Then the plan Karl had formulated before must be adjusted to a certain extent.

“Why don't you… just take a two-pronged approach and use the Four Chaos Gods to create a [Super Fun-Loving People Plan] exclusively for [Warp]?”

Karl pinched his chin and muttered thoughtfully: “In this way, not only can the long cycle originally required to increase the [Dimensional Strength] be greatly shortened.

But also can use the hands of those so-called 'Evil God Followers' to create incidents, and in the process of harvesting [Reputation Points], provide more extreme emotions for [Warp] and the Four Chaos Gods…

So as to maximize the benefits of each incident and form a mutually beneficial win-win situation with [Warp]!”

Thinking of this.

A look of anticipation appeared on Karl's face, “It seems that during this period of time, I must first polish all the detailed details of the plan.”

He never likes to fight unprepared battles or execute unplanned plans.

Even more will not easily hand over his “destiny” to others to “dominate”!

Even if that person is the Master of Change who “understands change and manipulates fate”.

He still can't determine whether the “loyalty” shown by the other party is a false appearance to paralyze him.

So when faced with this major choice, Karl will still choose to independently think for himself and test and adjust the possible deviations in the plan in practice.

What's more, for him, isn't this also a process of self-improvement?

If he easily gives up “thinking”, wouldn't he lose the greatest meaning and fun of “being human”?

“Hey, I seem to have forgotten to ask about the 'Demon Soul Fragment' just now…”

“Forget it, it doesn't matter anyway, I'll just ask them a few next time I enter [Warp].”

“But speaking of which… if Pietro hasn't awakened 'Speed Force' after a while, should I use the power of the Four Chaos Gods to help him find his feeling?”

Yesterday Karl was busy teaching King Kong how to use the A02 [Symbiote Battle Suit], and didn't have time to go to [Summit Base] to see the boy's recent situation.

But he never expected it.

Not only had Pietro successfully awakened the superpower of high-speed movement at this moment.

At the same time, with the help of Nurgle's bowl of “Life Essence”, he awakened another new ability!

…………

……

[New York · Queens Suburbs].

A certain cemetery!

Although it was noon, the sky was covered with dark clouds, just like Gwen Stacy's mood at the moment.

Several workers used simple slings to slowly lower George Stacy's coffin into the pre-dug grave.

Then fill in the surrounding pre-reserved soil, and finally lay a layer of turf…

Gwen stood quietly in front of the tombstone, watching the entire burial process.

Although tears had already wet her eyes, the expression on her face did not change at all.

It's just that her thoughts jumped back uncontrollably to the night two days ago—

Just when she was baking delicious cakes alone at home, patiently waiting for her father to get off work, and then celebrate his promotion and salary increase together.

What she finally waited for was not the familiar call that sounded when the door opened.

But the bad news of her father's death from the phone!

At that moment, Gwen couldn't believe her ears.

She had never even thought that her father, whose body was as majestic as a “mountain” and whose shoulders seemed to be able to bear any burden, would one day “leave” her alone in such an unprepared way…

No, they must have made a mistake!

Or someone with the same name and surname…

So Gwen, with the last glimmer of hope in her heart, directly used the strong spider silk ejected from her wrist to swing and shuttle between high-rise buildings without even having time to put on the “Spider Suit”.

And rushed to the hospital morgue as quickly as possible.

However, the police officer guarding there was afraid that she would be frightened and stimulated by seeing her father's tragic death, and refused to let her in to “examine the body”.

In the end, it was after her father's good friend, Police Chief Frank, rushed over after hearing the news that the police officer agreed to let the two of them enter the morgue together to check the situation of the body.

“Gwen, you'd better be mentally prepared in advance. Your father's situation now may be very different from what you usually see…”

Before lifting the white cloth covering the body, Police Chief Frank reminded him with some reluctance.

But Gwen didn't speak, just nodded gently.

That's her father who has always depended on her!

No matter what it becomes, she will never be afraid…

However.

The moment the white cloth was lifted.

After Gwen saw the headless body, an unprecedented sense of fear instantly enveloped her whole body.

Ouch—

Her body began to retch uncontrollably, and soon vomited out all the food she had eaten today.

Tears and snot poured out uncontrollably.

Yes, that headless male corpse was her father!

Because she saw that familiar string of text tattoos on the other person's arm - I wish my beloved daughter Gwen happiness every day.

Why?

Why was such a good person like her father killed in such a cruel way?

Who is the murderer?

The fear in Gwen's heart quickly turned into a raging fire of anger.

She vowed to avenge her father!

So she began to ask Police Chief Frank for information about the murderer.

Just.

In the eyes of the other party, she was just a little girl who was overwhelmed by anger.

In order to prevent Gwen from doing something stupid, Police Chief Frank did not reveal any information to her, but repeatedly promised to do his best to arrest the criminal.

Then he personally drove Gwen home and left in a hurry.

It was not until today that Police Chief Frank brought several police officers who had a good relationship with George Stacy on weekdays to attend the funeral that the two met again.

After the funeral, several police officers wanted to go forward and comfort Gwen, but were stopped by the team leader Frank who shook his head.

Yes, for that child, no amount of consolation can bring back her father's life…

So everyone could only sigh, and left quietly with a look of regret.

“Gwen, my condolences, if you need any help in the future, just call me…”

Police Chief Frank turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by the girl, “Is there any news about the murderer?”

“Child, this case is very complicated, and I'm afraid it won't be solved so quickly, but don't worry…”

“So there isn't yet?”

Gwen tried her best to suppress the anger in her heart, and said almost pleadingly:

“Uncle Frank, I have a very powerful hacker friend. As long as you tell me some information about the murderer…”

"Don't say anymore, Gwen!"

However, before she could finish speaking, Sheriff Frank interrupted her with righteous indignation.

"Child, don't let hatred and anger cloud your eyes… the road ahead is long, and I believe George would rather see you live a happy and fulfilling life."

Gwen, I'm sorry, it's not that I don't want to tell you.

It's just that the monster is simply not something ordinary people like you and I can deal with, so you should forget about revenge as soon as possible and start a new life!