Chapter 3315 - Ch: 148-152

Chapter 148: Pursuing the Self's Cosmo

On the outskirts of New York, the moonlight was bright and clear.

Sitting by a river, Loya slowly opened his eyes, and the phantom of a miniature magic circle flashed past the depths of his eyes.

At this moment, a system prompt sounded in his ear.

[Quest "Vengeance" Completed]

[Rewards: EXP +1000, Item "Bald Qiang's Safety Helmet"]

[Bald Qiang's Safety Helmet: An orange safety helmet that can block all physical attacks landing on it.]

[Evaluation: Mess with me, Bald Qiang, and I'll beat you without a second thought.]

"This item ———— seems pretty decent?"

Putting everything else aside, at least the defense on his head was maxed out, so he didn't have to worry about getting headshot by physical attacks.

However, what made Loya the happiest was that his idea was indeed feasible.

This quest wasn't done by him personally, but handed over to the Shadowkhan.

After the Royal Shadowkhan were created, Loya infused them with various combat memories, engraved different magic spells, and crafted magical items according to their respective roles.

That six-man squad had complementary abilities, each performed their duties, worked together seamlessly, and could be called a perfect combination.

As for combat strength, that naturally went without saying.

Loya cast a vision-synchronization magic on them, allowing him to watch a live broadcast and see the entire process of them executing the quest.

It was as smooth as flowing water, without the slightest hesitation.

Whether it was The Hand's Shadow Ninja or the bodyguards left behind by Kingpin, none of them were opponents; they were all dealt with swiftly in two or three strokes, making things extremely efficient.

In the end, Kingpin only managed a brief resistance before his head was chopped off under the tacit cooperation of two shadow soldiers.

It seemed that The Hand's Shadow Ninja were still far too inferior compared to the Royal Shadowkhan—nothing more than garbage by the roadside.

Those fellows from The Hand holding the power of the Beast were simply wasting it.

Ever since he learned how to create the Royal Shadowkhan, Loya had the idea of using them to do quests.

He currently held positions in three factions: Hydra, S.H.I.E.L.D., and Kamar-Taj.

It could be foreseen that the quests from these factions would only become more and more numerous.

Especially after this Vampire quest, in order to maintain his initial persona of someone who loved doing quests, S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra would only toss more and more quests his way.

Not to mention those quests involving individual superheroes, as well as hidden side-story quests.

If they were just some simple quests, it would still be fine; relying on the teleportation ability of the eye of aurora, they could be completed in no time.

But with Kamar-Taj added to the mix, the situation was different.

The quests from Kamar-Taj were predictably high-difficulty and high-reward, requiring more time to complete.

However, Loya didn't want to give up some of the simpler quests from the other two factions either.

After all, no matter how small a mosquito's legs were, they were still meat. Even quests worth a few hundred EXP would accumulate into a very substantial amount over time.

He also wanted to reach level 20 earlier, and then go check out what the dungeon world was like and what rewards he could obtain.

Thus, this operation of the Shadowkhan was spawned.

The result proved it was indeed viable.

In the future, he could even utilize the assassin profession and let the Shadowkhan execute it.

Not use such powerful Shadowkhan? Wouldn't that be a waste?

Afterwards, he also could go look for Ancient One to see if there were any small dimensions specifically used to create more Shadowkhan.

Every time his level increased by a stage, the EXP required for leveling up became higher. Having an extra source of EXP that required no effort was truly a wonderful thing.

Also, as the Deputy Sorcerer Supreme of Kamar-Taj—hmm————although it currently didn't have any real power, it was at least a leadership position.

How could he handle everything personally?

Especially for tasks like dealing with a solid small-fry like Kingpin, where the rewards weren't even that great, Loyareally couldn't be bothered to lift a finger.

Dispatching a few shadow soldiers casually was enough to settle it.

"Speaking of which, what would Kingpin be thinking at that time? Would he think it was an internal civil war of The Hand? After all, the attire of the shadow soldiers and the Shadow Ninja looks quite similar."

Loya thought to himself.

Actually, he still had a doubt: why did Kingpin hide so deeply? What on earth was he afraid of?

No wonder S.H.I.E.L.D. could never find him; how easy was it to find a burrowing fat rat?

Just at this moment, the shadows not far from Loyasuddenly surged, and six shadow soldiers emerged from the shadows, carrying the dying Madame Gao, who had no limbs left.

They walked up to Loya, respectfully knelt on one knee, placed Madame Gao on the ground, and awaited Loya's orders.

Venom leaped out from one of the shadow soldiers, landing lightly on Loya's shoulder.

Loya first asked: "How does it feel?"

Venom nodded repeatedly, its tone excited: "It feels great! I didn't possess them completely, but I can feel a very high degree of compatibility. The energy entities of these shadow soldiers are very suitable for me to unleash my power."

At first, it thought these shadow soldiers weren't much; after all, such pure magical creations, being energy entities as well, usually weren't anything special under normal circumstances.

But it didn't expect that even with a simple possession, it could feel an extraordinary compatibility, practically tailor-made.

It could only be said that Master Luo was truly awesome!

Loya nodded, extremely satisfied with this effect.

He had let Venom tag along precisely to see how the compatibility was.

If it was good, Venom could act together with these shadow soldiers in the future.

Although these shadow soldiers had good combat power, they lacked somewhat in the wisdom department.

It wasn't that they were stupid, but rather very rigid, probably because they weren't made from individual souls.

This kind of team needed someone relatively brainy and cunning to lead them.

Venom was precisely the best choice.

With it along, the efficiency of the Shadowkhan helping to do quests would also be higher; after all, this guy's experience was top-notch.

"You ———— you are ———— that fellow who ruined our plans."

At this time, the dying Madame Gao on the ground raised her head, her voice extremely weak, as if she would breathe her last in the next second.

Loya lowered his head and glanced at this old witch without limbs, smiling cheerfully: "What? Unconvinced? If you're unconvinced, come slap me in the face then."

"You bastard!" Madame Gao hissed in exasperation, her eyes filled with malice, "You actually dare to steal my god's power. You will meet a terrible death."

"Pfft!" Loya couldn't help laughing out loud, "Old thing, what do you mean by stealing your god's power? This was given to me by your god itself! Back then, it begged and pleaded to give it to me, and I had no choice but to accept it."

"Impossible!" Madame Gao widened her eyes, her complexion flush as if experiencing a final flash of lucidity before death, "How could my god do such a thing!"

Loya shook his head, a look of disgust on his face: "Forget it, talking to you a bit more makes me feel a bit sick. You might as well just die."

Finished speaking, he flipped his hand, and the solar judgment appeared in his hand.

Unexpectedly, Madame Gao was not only unafraid, but instead sneered: "Kill me? Just based on you? As long as my god exists for a day, you can't kill me. I can resurrect every single time. You finally managed to kill me last time, only to see me resurrect again. It must have felt really terrible in your heart, right?"

"Hahahaha!" Madame Gao laughed out loud, her voice hoarse, sounding like a ghost haunting in this quiet night.

Loya touched his chin, pondered for a moment, then thought of something and blurted out: "You mentioned last time? It seems your god modified your memory. I didn't kill you; rather, it blew itself up and escaped."

"Hahahaha!" Madame Gao laughed even louder, her expression growing increasingly frantic, "What a clumsy lie, you damned mortal. The great god could never do such a thing."

Loya was speechless; it was completely impossible to communicate with such an idiot-like fanatic. Better send this monster to death early.

He chopped down fiercely, and the solar judgmentprecisely split Madame Gao in half. Then a swirl of flames instantly turned Madame Gao's corpse into ashes, dead as dead could be.

This time, she would never resurrect again. The traits of the solar judgment would obliterate everything about her, giving her no chance of resurrection.

This was also the reason why Loya had the Shadowkhanbring Madame Gao before him.

He really didn't want to see this kind of trash that constantly disgusted people; it was better to kill her early on.

After dealing with Madame Gao, Loya looked at Venom again: "I'm giving you a task: use your multiverse knowledge to pick someone you think is suitable to serve as a bishop in the Wolf God Church.

And develop this church, making them believe in the Wolf God. I will provide you with the funds. Just don't pull any of that cult nonsense; the rest is up to you to perform."

Venom looked bewildered: "Why is this?"

"Just go, you'll find out later." Loya smiled mysteriously and didn't explain.

Venom nodded and couldn't be bothered to think about it anymore. Whatever the boss said, it would do—that was how hugging a giant thigh should look.

With a single leap, it landed on one of the Shadowkhan, the shadows surged once more, and the Shadowkhan vanished.

Letting Venom develop the Wolf God cult was actually related to the belief magic in the compendium of spells.

When Loya tried to use it, he found that the faint power of belief within him originated from the Wolf God that had been whitewashed and hyped up on the internet previously.

It was just that this power was too thin, and he still could not judge whether it would affect himself.

That was why he let Venom develop it a bit more; once the power increased and the pros and cons could be seen, he would make a decision.

After all, the power of belief was sometimes a deadly poison.

Loya would never rashly put himself in danger.

If there really was no harm, he could spread his "eternal wings" and pretend to be an Angel to swindle belief.

As this power accumulated over time, it could not be underestimated either.

Venom left with the Shadowkhan, leaving only Loya alone here once again.

He sighed; he had to continue resonating once more.

The reason he was still by the suburban river in the middle of the night was none other than for the ability he had acquired earlier.

[Cosmo: There is a Cosmo inside the human body. By cultivating the Cosmo, one can gain incredible power.]

[Evaluation: Burn, my Cosmo!]

That was all the system explanation gave.

Perhaps because it contained a lot, there wasn't a very detailed explanation above.

But after acquiring this ability, all kinds of information regarding the Cosmo automatically surfaced in his mind.

The upper limit of this ability was extremely high, you could even say frighteningly high.

Things like Lightning Speed Fist reaching the speed of light, Galaxy Explosion destroying galaxies, and even more exaggerated things.

But an upper limit was just an upper limit; how much one could actually unleash still depended on the person.

This ability required cultivation, and it wasn't that easy to cultivate.

Furthermore, the Cosmo ability drawn from the system was somewhat different from what he had imagined.

However, it was still roughly similar.

It was still about refining the five senses, comprehending the sixth sense, the seventh sense — and so on. Loya was currently at the level right between the five senses and the sixth sense, able to briefly burn his Cosmo to obtain powerful strength.

But he had not yet reached the level of the sixth sense.

In the cultivation of the Cosmo, only by reaching the sixth sense could one be called a true Saint, and only then could one burn the Cosmo to obtain power far exceeding mortal limits.

The reason Loya said he was between these two and could briefly burn his Cosmo was because of abilities like "Minds Eye", "Mind Meditation", and the "Voice of All Things".

These allowed him to exceed the limits of the five senses, perceive the Cosmo, and briefly burn the Cosmo, though he still couldn't reach the degree of the sixth sense.

This was equivalent to a shortcut.

The sixth sense was a very generalized perceptual ability; it was a higher-level perception that transcended the five senses of sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch.

To fully awaken and control the sixth sense was to possess infinite possibilities.

For instance, abilities like element manipulation, telepathy, teleportation, and so on.

But awakening the sixth sense was usually not a peaceful comprehension; it was often triggered under extreme states.

Such as life-and-death desperate situations, or extreme emotional outbreaks.

Here lay a contradiction once again: Loya had always been cautious, and letting himself fall into life-and-death desperate situations did not fit his personality.

As for extreme emotions, he rarely experienced those either.

Comprehending the sixth sense seemed to have fallen into stagnation.

But as the saying goes, heaven leaves no dead ends, and this was where the awesomeness of the system was manifested.

The way Loya wanted to cultivate his Cosmo was traditional, yet not entirely traditional.

As everyone knew, deeply connected with the Cosmo were also the constellations.

Lighting up the corresponding constellation would grant the corresponding attributes and moves.

For example, the Nirvana attribute of the Phoenix constellation.

Pegasus's signature skill, Pegasus Meteor Fist.

However, in Loya's Cosmo, not a single such constellation existed, nor could he choose to light up any corresponding constellation.

In his Cosmo, there was only a single star map.

The star map was composed of one hundred and eight brilliant stars, forming a humanoid pattern.

This was the Cosmo ability he possessed, and the aspect that completely differed from traditional Cosmo.

To put it a bit more chuunibyou-style, the self was the stars, the self was the universe, and everything centered around "I". Pursuing the true meaning of the Cosmo was pursuing the true meaning of the self.

Loya only needed to light up the stars within his Cosmo to gain sensory enhancement and strengthening, as well as improvements in physical fitness. At this time, his senses would have a feeling of sublimation, which could help awaken the sixth sense.

He did not need to pursue life and death, nor did he need to obsess over triggering extreme emotions; he only needed to light up the stars, and sooner or later, he would awaken the sixth sense.

As for the seventh sense, he did not know; he would only find out when that time came.

Of course, that didn't mean he couldn't acquire attributes and skills like those of the Pegasus constellation.

According to the information in his mind, every one hundred and eight stars lit up was equivalent to an upgrade of the Cosmo.

At this time, he could choose a constellation himself to become part of the star map.

And in Marvel, there were no Saints.

In other words, theoretically, he could be an all-around Saint with all constellations.

He wanted all eighty-eight of them!

The stars shone for him!

It was just unclear why the star map within the Cosmoconsisted of one hundred and eight stars.

In reality, the constellations themselves were not the most important; they were nothing more than some attributes and moves.

What was truly the most important was still the Cosmoitself, which was the power of the mind and will.

This was the crux of the matter; the Cosmo was essentially a rather idealistic power.

Loya had already lit up fifty-one stars within his Cosmo, and this speed was not slow.

There were three methods for him to light up the stars in the Cosmo.

Mental and willful ones—needless to say, emotional outbreaks, extreme combat, and the like could light them up.

Another was resonance: resonating with nature, resonating with all things, and resonating with the Universe.

There was even another piece of information in his mind: resonating with different Universes would have completely different effects.

This was also why he came to the suburbs; triggering Cosmo resonance in such places had a better effect, and the speed of lighting up stars was somewhat faster.

If he traveled to other Worlds in the future, this speed would be even faster.

The last method was quite strange.

It involved using the power born from within himself to enter the Cosmo and assist in lighting up the stars.

This had to be born from himself.

It could not be a force introduced from the outside, meaning powers like those of the Dimensional Demon God.

In short, the Cosmo inside Loya's body was extremely sensitive to the concept of "I", and also extremely exclusionary.

Therefore, powers not born from oneself simply could not enter.

There was a feeling of extreme pursuit of self-purity.

He always felt that there must be some profound meaning in this, but he couldn't see it for the time being.

There were quite a few powers born within Loya's body, such as the "Power of the Sun", murderous intent, mental power, and so on.

Furthermore, after these powers entered the Cosmo, they would not disappear due to lighting up the stars; instead, they could be stored, and they would be enhanced by the Cosmo to exert even stronger effects.

This was similar to the function of an amplifier.

This behavior seemed to be deepening the concept of "I"; he grew stronger through himself, placing himself in the highest position.

Moreover, the injection and storage of energy happened to link up with the ability of "Photosynthesis".

As long as there was light, he could continuously input and store power within the Cosmo.

Lighting up the stars made the Cosmo stronger, and the Cosmo in turn made himself stronger, forming a loop like stepping on one's own left foot with one's right foot.

Of course, this also had limitations. If the Cosmo was too powerful and the physical body couldn't keep up, the physical body would collapse.

This was what they called going too far is as bad as falling short.

In short, this Cosmo ability differed from the original version and possessed some unknown trait that seemed to be related to the self.

Loya stayed by the river for a few more hours, triggering the Cosmo to resonate with nature. The rushing river seemed to pulsate along with his breathing.

Feeling that three more stars within the Cosmo had lit up, he slowly stood up, taking another step closer to acquiring his first constellation.

As for the first constellation he chose, he actually had plans for it long ago—that was the Phoenix constellation.

There was no other reason than the fact that the effect of the Phoenix constellation was Nirvana, which offered strong life-saving capabilities.

Furthermore, there was also the Phoenix Force in Marvel; what if there was some kind of resonance?

Loya stretched lazily and sighed inwardly: "The burden is heavy and the road is long. For now, I'll go back to sleep, and tomorrow my dinosaur egg will hatch."

Chapter 149: What Kind of Fused Dinosaur Is This (Another chapter will be posted later)"

The next day, early morning.

Loya sat cross-legged on the rooftop of the Villa, his eyes tightly closed and his breathing steady.

Along with his breathing, the flowers, plants, and trees around the Villa also gently swayed at a regular frequency, their leaves rustling as if breathing along with his rhythm.

It was as if he alone influenced the surrounding environment.

Around the Villa, the "sunflower seeds" planted previously had long since fully matured, golden everywhere and emitting a soft, faint glow.

The sunflowers, which should have faced the Sun, unanimously turned toward Loya, as if he were the true Sun.

"Hoo~"

Loya let out a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes, deep confusion lingering in the depths of his eyes.

"Why is the resonance effect so much better this time?"

He glanced at the star map within the Cosmo, and in just the past half-hour or so, one had already been lit up.

You must know that last night, it took several hours just to light up three, and the difference in efficiency between them was massive.

If the effect could be this good every time, the first round of lighting up the star map would have been completed long ago.

"What is the reason for this?"

Loya muttered to himself, unable to figure it out no matter how much he thought about it.

He rubbed his chin, his gaze accidentally sweeping over the sunflowers swaying in the wind below, and a flash of inspiration struck his mind as he thought of something.

If he had to say what the difference was compared to last night, it was that his mood right now was better than last night's, and practicing the Cosmo just now gave him a feeling of following his heart.

And being in a good mood wasn't just because the "sunflower" itself had the function of maintaining a good mood.

There was also the fact that soon, the "dinosaur egg" he had waited seven days for was about to hatch; with the anticipated item about to be revealed, how could his mood not be good?

If that really was the reason, then maintaining a good mood while practicing the Cosmo could speed up the cultivation speed.

However, when Loya thought about having to cultivate, his mood wasn't so good anymore.

This was the same logic as knowing that reading books increases knowledge, but most people don't love reading.

If one could lie flat, who wouldn't want to lie flat?

Believing that one can become stronger without doing anything is what most people want.

Take someone as powerful as Ancient One for example; doesn't she dream of retiring every day?

"Damn! Isn't this falling into an endless loop?"

Loya was somewhat speechless.

"It would be great if I were given a hypnosis ability, allowing me to hypnotize myself so that cultivation is happiness, and happiness is cultivation. That would truly achieve the joy of stepping on one's left foot with one's right foot."

Daydreaming like this, he got up, went downstairs back to the first-floor lawn, took out the "automatic cooking pot", and began making breakfast for himself.

Since he was already up, not eating would mean getting up for nothing.

Under normal circumstances, Loya only needed to make breakfast for himself.

Felicia and the Cat Goddess were both typical night owls; late at night was their active time, and they almost never ate breakfast.

As for Steve, Thor, and the others, they basically only went out at night to be superheroes.

By the time they returned it was already the early hours of the morning, so naturally they were fast asleep.

Thor still hadn't told Steve that he had recovered his divine power, pretending to be an ordinary person in front of Steve all day, determined to amaze everyone with a single feat.

He just didn't know whether acting like a pig to eat a tiger would eventually turn him into a real pig.

Loya first used the "automatic cooking pot" to fry a perfect egg, and then poured water to boil noodles.

When the noodles were cooked to a certain degree, he sprinkled a handful of vegetables, and finally sprinkled a little chopped green onion.

With the "automatic cooking pot" automatically seasoning, a simple and delicious bowl of egg noodles was ready.

Loya pulled out his chopsticks, just preparing to dig in, when he suddenly remembered something.

He put down his chopsticks, got up and walked over to the refrigerator, took out a piece of spiced beef, sliced up a plate of it, and only then prepared to eat.

"This is what life is all about."

Loya took a deep breath, picked up a chopstick of noodles, and was just about to take a bite.

Right at this moment, an orange-yellow speck of light suddenly appeared in the space before him, quickly expanding into a circular portal.

Ancient One stepped out with a smile.

"Yo? Having breakfast?" Ancient One spoke cheerfully, subconsciously swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

After saying that, she looked at Loya, feeling that something was a bit off, a flash of surprise flitting across the depths of her eyes.

It had only been a few days since they last met, so why did this guy feel like he had changed again?

From her perspective, Loya seemed to be more in tune with the Universe.

It was as if he had achieved a high degree of resonance with the Universe, which was a good thing.

For a mage, this meant that casting efficiency would be greatly improved and spell effects would increase—a realm that mages desperately wanted.

Ancient One was extremely satisfied in her heart; it should be like this, the stronger the better, so that she could handle things with ease after becoming the Sorcerer Supreme in the future.

Loya narrowed his eyes, put down his chopsticks, and feeling somewhat puzzled as to why Ancient One came so early, he asked, "Why are you here? Is that matter we discussed earlier about to begin?"

He couldn't help but look forward to it; would the quest issued by this old fogey Ancient One be more generous?

Ancient One rolled her eyes and casually said, "Pretty much, but... I haven't had breakfast yet."

Loya wore a speechless expression; she came here just to freeload a meal, didn't she?

Helplessly, he handed the noodles in his hand over.

Adhering to the principle that a visitor is a guest, Loyacouldn't possibly let Ancient One starve; what if the old lady got hypoglycemia from hunger?

Ancient One took the noodles and happily dug in, not acting like an outsider at all, as if she had returned to her old home.

Loya shook his head and quickly made another portion for himself.

Slurp~ Slurp~

By the edge of the lawn, the sounds of the two of them slurping noodles rose and fell alternately.

Eating as he spoke, Loya asked, "By the way, what on earth is the matter you mentioned? Can you talk about it now? Acting all mysterious."

Ancient One took a sip of the noodle soup and let out a satisfied breath: "Actually, it's about the Dimensional Demon God. You should be quite good at dealing with them."

Loya was stunned, then smiled sideways and said, "What are we going to do then? Trick which Dimensional Demon God into signing a contract? I'm great at that, guaranteed to scam the other party to death."

Ancient One smiled and shook her head: "Of course not. Do you think they would sign a contract spearheaded by me?"

Loya paused; that seemed to be true.

If Ancient One suddenly looked for a Dimensional Demon God to sign some contract, the first thing they would think of is definitely that Ancient One was going to scam someone.

This was the gold content of a dimensional deadbeat.

"Then what is it?" Loya asked curiously.

Ancient One wore a half-smile, looking exceptionally sinister: "Can't you go to different dimensions? When I'm ready, take me to Dormammu's Dark Dimension. I've prepared a good thing for him, guaranteed to make him extremely satisfied."

"If I use magic to go there, the commotion will be too big and the success rate will be almost zero. I can only rely on you."

[Ancient One issues a quest to you]

[Quest: Base Explosion]

[Objective: Take Ancient One to the Dark Dimension]

[Rewards: Experience Points +5000, Random Item * 2]

[Pfft!]

["Ah?"]

The noodles in Loya's mouth almost sprayed out.

He had previously guessed that they were going to stir up trouble outside the Reality Dimension, but never expected it would actually be Dormammu's Dark Dimension.

Wasn't that delivering oneself to the door?

In the dimension where a Dimensional Demon God resided, they could control everything, just like a creator.

Rashly going to their dimension was practically courting death.

However, since Ancient One had decided to do this, she definitely had her own methods, and Loya didn't ask much more.

Anyway, this quest was as easy as pie for him.

It was nothing more than a matter of a thought; using the eye of aurora to take Ancient One there for a trip would suffice.

There was no need to worry about safety issues either; not to mention that Ancient One was an old hand and definitely had no problems in this regard.

Just his own ability "Fifty-Fifty" already guaranteed that he could run away at will, with no need to worry about safety issues.

Being able to complete a 5000-experience-point quest so easily was simply awesome to the max; quests issued by Ancient One were indeed reliable.

And he should probably be able to swipe some power from the Dark Dimension too, right?

Loya raised his eyebrows and eagerly spoke, "So when are we going? I love messing with Dimensional Demon Godthe most."

Every Dimensional Demon God was a massive amount of experience points and his absolute favorite; after finishing this quest, he could level up again.

Ancient One finished the last sip of noodle soup, wiped her mouth with satisfaction, and then replied, "Didn't I say to wait until I'm ready? I'm not ready yet, wait a bit longer, don't be impatient."

Loya couldn't help feeling a bit disappointed, slurping a mouthful of noodles: "Then why did you come find me so early? Just to leave me hanging?"

Ancient One stood up, put down the empty bowl, and burped: "Of course not, I just came over to freeload a breakfast, see you next time. Hahaha, bye-bye."

Before her voice even faded, she casually slashed, and as soon as the portal appeared, she dove right into it, disappearing in an instant.

Loya glanced at the vanished Ancient One, then at the unwashed bowl she left behind, wearing a speechless expression.

"You old eccentric, you really did come just to freeload a meal!"

He sighed.

Forget it, freeload if she wanted to; she issued a simple yet generous quest, so it could be considered a fair exchange of courtesies.

However, Ancient One's visit reminded Loya of something.

Once the dinosaur egg hatched, he would take a trip to Kamar-Taj and have Ancient One procure a small dimension to use for creating the Shadowkhan.

Cleaning up the bowls and chopsticks, he used the cleaning spell from the compendium of spells to wash the tableware clean, and then Loya started browsing his phone to pass the time.

Before long, Gulu, stained all over with flames, rolled out of the room.

"Gulu Gulu."

Its meaning was that the egg inside its body seemed to be hatching.

Under Gulu's control, the "dinosaur egg" slowly emerged from within its body.

At this moment, cracks had already appeared on the eggshell, and fiery red and blue-white lights flashed alternately without stopping.

Seeing this, Loya straightened his body, looking forward very much to what kind of dinosaur would hatch out.

Crack!

Along with a crisp cracking sound, a sharp claw stretched out from the fissure, and then with a strong push from the claw, its entire body crawled out.

This was a dark gray bipedal dinosaur only about the size of two fists, with a long tail dragging behind it.

Starting from the tail, along the spine all the way to the neck, grew a row of jagged small dorsal fins, where blue light streams could be faintly seen sweeping up and down.

The outline of its head was somewhat rounded, its eyes were innocent and clear, and its entire head appeared a bit too large in proportion, looking somewhat contrastingly cute.

As soon as it hatched, it began devouring the eggshell along the gap, and then began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Loya looked at this baby dragon, his eyes filled with uncertainty, and blurted out, "Is this Godzilla or Agumon?"

At the same time, the system panel appeared before his eyes.

[Dinosaur egg has hatched, obtained pet Titan Tyrannomon]

[Titan Tyrannomon]

[Loyalty: Max]

[Current Evolution Stage: Atomic Agumon (Baby Stage)]

[Evolution Method: Radiation Devouring, Life Energy, Natural Frequency Synchronization]

[Current Evolution Progress: 0%]

[Introduction: An accident caused the Digital World and a certain parallel Reality Dimension to merge. The Guardian of the Digital World, WarGreymon, and Godzilla, the maintainer of natural balance in the Reality Dimension—the guardians of the two worlds fused and evolved with each other to maintain world balance. This is an ultimate Titan lifeform jointly nurtured by Gaia energy and natural laws, possessing incredible potential.]

[Current Stage Abilities: Minor Atomic Breath, Minor Flame, Size Control, Unnatural Lifeform Bane, Lord of Natural Ecology]

[Minor Atomic Breath: Can emit a minor ion breath from the mouth]

[Minor Flame: Can spew minor flames from the mouth]

[Size Control: Can freely control its size. The smaller the size, the smaller the energy consumption. The larger the size, the greater the energy consumption. As the size changes, its own body density will also change accordingly.]

[Unnatural Lifeform Bane (Passive Ability): Has a restraining effect on creatures outside of Earth's natural life system, with significantly increased damage.]

[Lord of Natural Ecology (Passive Aura Ability): As a Guardian chosen by the natural laws of two different worlds, Titan Tyrannomon possesses the ability to influence natural ecology. Within a certain area where it resides, the natural ecology will become increasingly prosperous, the growth rate of animals and plants will accelerate, and their essence will improve. As the degree of evolution increases, the range of influence expands, and the depth of influence deepens, potentially enabling animals and plants to break through their own genetic limitations and achieve evolution.]

[Evaluation: I am nature itself!]

Chapter 150: Blade is Controlled Again

"There's such a thing? Is my luck really this good?"

Looking at the string of introductory information on the system panel, a look of joy appeared in Loya's eyes.

The "Dinosaur Egg" could hatch random dinosaur-type creatures, and the coverage was undeniably broad.

Both strong and weak ones were possible.

Honestly speaking, he had thought of many kinds of dinosaur-type creatures.

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Things like Godzilla, Tyrannosaurus Rex, WarGreymon, and even Mechanical Dragons—he had thought of them all.

But he never expected that there would even be a fusion version.

Godzilla and WarGreymon could actually be fused together, and their potential was extremely high.

Not to mention those abilities, just the size and strength of the Titan growing up were already terrifying enough.

Not to mention the abilities of the two super species, as well as the special aura abilities, and it could even evolve.

This very much matched Loya's requirements; he had always liked things with high potential.

In the future, using the Titan Tyrannomon as a mount, sitting on it as a mobile artillery battery, only needing to cast spells—that picture was beautiful just to think about.

Relying on the ability "King of Riding", he could also control the Titan Tyrannomon in battle, which was even more awesome.

Pure numerical suppression, pure combat enjoyment.

There was also a "Size Control" ability, making it convenient to fight in various situations.

This wave was truly a huge profit. Out of so many dinosaur-type creatures, he actually drew the top-tier one; his luck was maxed out.

During the time Loya was looking at the panel, the newly hatched Atomic Agumon had already eaten all the eggshells.

Relying on the energy contained in the eggshells, its size soared rapidly.

In a short time, it had soared to over three meters tall, almost touching the ceiling, and the floor beneath its feet emitted a groaning sound from the unbearable weight.

Seeing this, Loya hurriedly called out: "Quickly shrink."

As his voice fell, the size of the Atomic Agumon shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly becoming only one meter tall.

It affectionately nudged Gulu onto its head, then let out a joyful, soft roar, circling around Loya's feet.

Seeing this, Loya couldn't help but nod, extremely satisfied. This size control ability was indeed not bad; it would be easy to hide even if it grew large in the future.

He perceived slightly; just like Gulu, there was also telepathy between him and the Atomic Agumon, allowing him to issue commands directly through telepathy.

Looking at the two pets playing happily, Loya thought for a moment and ordered in his heart: "Atomic Agumon, give Gulu a drop of blood to eat."

Atomic Agumon didn't hesitate either. It immediately slashed its arm with its sharp claws, and a drop of fresh blood dripped down, swallowed by Gulu.

Afterwards, the wound healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving not a trace behind. Its self-healing ability was extremely astonishing.

After swallowing the blood, Gulu's form changed accordingly, turning into the same life form as the Atomic Agumon in the blink of an eye.

"Gugaguga!"

Seeing this scene, Atomic Agumon cried out happily, spinning around Gulu, looking very happy.

"Double happiness!"

Seeing this, Loya's eyes lit up.

This was the powerful part of Gulu; whatever it swallowed, it could mimic.

After devouring a creature, it was still a one-to-one genetic replication, incomparably powerful, practically a MystiquePlus version.

However, it wasn't completely without flaws.

How much strength the creature mimicked by Gulu after devouring could display depended entirely on Gulu's own strength.

Even if the growth stage was the same, under the condition of insufficient personal strength, it could not display the strength of that stage, which could be called an innate deficiency.

Even if it swallowed the blood of a fully-grown Godzilla right now, it would probably only be able to let out a roar.

In other words, Gulu was a late-game hero with an extremely heaven-defying mechanism and a very high ceiling.

But its early-game stats were truly terrifyingly low, so low that they were simply unwatchable.

If it only relied on mimicking the form of Atomic Agumon to fight against the genuine Atomic Agumon, it definitely wouldn't be able to win.

The innate numerical difference between the two was far too great.

Atomic Agumon had just hatched, and after eating the eggshell, it directly grew to over three meters. What about when Gulu just hatched? It was just a ball; this simply couldn't be compared.

Of course, as far as the present was concerned.

If truly firing at full firepower, Gulu was still somewhat stronger; its abilities were simply too numerous, and they could continue to grow.

The two pets could be considered to each have their own merits; one guaranteed early-game advantages to lay the foundation for late-game heroes.

The other relied on early-game advantages to steadily develop and take over the game in the later stages.

Through telepathy, Loya chatted with Gulu for a while longer and learned more details.

In summary, Gulu turned into Atomic Agumon, acquiring the abilities that Atomic Agumon should have, such as the two types of breath attacks and size control.

But some abilities could not be copied.

One was the evolutionary form.

According to Gulu, there was no evolutionary information in the current genes.

This was also reasonable. This kind of evolution was equivalent to a certain conceptual life leap, which naturally could not be copied. It was preliminarily estimated that it should be natural entrainment in the evolution method.

There were also the two abilities "Natural Ecosystem Master" and "Unnatural Life Bane", which could not be copied either.

This was also within expectations. These two abilities looked like conceptual abilities at a glance, not something that could be obtained simply by changing life forms.

However, it was enough. Just the ability to control size was very suitable for Gulu.

Imagine this: Gulu transforms into the Thunder form, then uses size control to expand its size, rolling a circle among a pile of enemies, and all troubles are gone.

Or directly turns into metal, and it's done just by starting to ram.

Loya looked at the two little guys, and his smile simply couldn't be hidden.

Their future was truly promising.

However, raising an Atomic Agumon was still much more troublesome than raising Gulu.

Gulu could grow its evolution progress by eating just about anything, but Atomic Agumon couldn't; it had to be a specific type.

"It seems I have to buy an island, and by the way, let Furyget me a nuclear power plant specifically for raising Atomic Agumon."

After all, the aura effect of "Natural Ecosystem Master" was very strong, and it was inconvenient to study here. It had to be an uninhabited small island.

Loya finalized his subsequent plans, and then let Gulu take Atomic Agumon to play, as long as they didn't run around blindly. Whatever they wanted to eat, they could just have Venom, who was still sleeping, arrange it.

Now he still had to make a trip to Kamar-Taj to ask Ancient One if she had any small dimensions to use for making the Shadowkhan.

Afterwards, he would set about arranging matters regarding Agumon.

Loya took out the sling ring given by Ancient One and injected magical energy into it.

The next moment, a portal of the exact same style as Ancient One's appeared in front of him, and he stepped into it.

Crossing the portal, what came into view was a patch of dazzling light pollution.

Loya narrowed his eyes and scanned briefly; this should be the training plaza of Kamar-Taj.

Those dazzling light pollutions originated from the sorcerers who were currently dueling.

Mysterious magic flashed in their hands, going back and forth between each other, engaging in————fierce hand-to-hand combat.

Looking at those moves, they were simply incomparably proficient, executed with effortless ease.

This was simply————too reasonable!

Using magic itself had a huge cost; it was a completely normal thing for sorcerers to use close-combat tactics under normal circumstances.

After all, not every sorcerer was Ancient One, and not everyone could be like this old codger who borrowed power and didn't return it, acting like a dimensional deadbeat.

Nor was everyone like Loya, who could be self-sufficient and use magic without cost.

Speaking of which, he himself was also a melee sorcerer; among the sorcerers present, probably none of them could beat him in a fight.

One hand with holy light and one hand with a stick, beating the enemies until they wailed.

Loya's appearance was very sudden, naturally catching the attention of the sorcerers in the plaza. They had never seen Loya before, so they immediately treated it as facing a formidable enemy, surrounding him with vigilant expressions.

They proficiently raised the wooden staves in their hands, ready to strike, as if as long as Loya made any unusual movement, they would immediately make him experience what sorcerer tradition was called.

One of the black sorcerers even drew the magical short sword from his back, looking on with guard.

Loya smiled slightly, raised the sling ring in his hand engraved with Deputy Sorcerer Supreme, and coughed lightly: "Hello everyone, I am the newly arrived Deputy Sorcerer Supreme of Kamar-Taj."

He waved his hand: "You guys continue, just keep practicing, don't mind me."

That appearance was like a leader coming down for an inspection.

This sentence instantly bluffed everyone, and then they looked at each other in dismay.

Deputy Sorcerer Supreme?

How come they didn't know Kamar-Taj had a Deputy Sorcerer Supreme? When did this happen?

That black sorcerer cautiously approached, similarly puzzled by the title of Deputy Sorcerer Supreme. As the Sorcerer Supreme's most trusted disciple, even he didn't know about this matter.

But after taking a glance at the sling ring, he suddenly came to an understanding.

The black sorcerer remembered this sling ring; this was the sling ring once used by the Sorcerer Supreme, which showed that the person in front of him at least wasn't an enemy.

He slowly executed a bow, and when the sorcerers behind him saw this, they also executed a bow accordingly. He looked quite high in status among the crowd.

"Hello, Your Excellency, I am Mordo, a disciple of The Ancient One."

Mordo introduced himself.

Loya nodded, silently complaining in his heart: "Ancient One, you old codger, you never mentioned at Kamar-Tajthat there is a Deputy Sorcerer Supreme, did you?"

He said speechlessly: "Take me to find Ancient One."

Mordo nodded and led the way in front, appearing very respectful toward Loya.

Passing through several corridors, they came to a quaint quiet room.

Loya pushed the door open and entered without any politeness.

At this moment, Ancient One was sitting in front of the tea table, having already poured two cups of tea. The tea fragrance overflowed, refreshing the heart and spleen.

She smiled gently and took a light sip of tea: "You're here."

Loya immediately questioned: "You didn't make any Deputy Sorcerer Supreme at all, right? The stick almost smashed onto my head."

Ancient One smiled slightly, completely without any sense of guilt, and said gently: "Now that you're here, don't they know?"

Loya wore a speechless expression; he completely understood now.

This old codger Ancient One was gluttonous, mischievous, and loved to play—purely an old incorrigible one.

He shook his head, sat down in front of the tea table, drank a cup of tea in one gulp, and bluntly said: "Do you have any small dimensions or things like that here? I want to use them to practice my magic."

Ancient One shook her head: "No, there truly is none. Bringing small dimensions outside of the Reality Dimension into reality is an ungrateful task, and it's very likely to fall into the traps of Dimensional Demon God."

"So under normal circumstances, I just crumble the small dimensions they drop and directly absorb their power."

"Can't you get one right now? I have a huge use for it." Loya seriously suspected that Ancient One said this on purpose, wanting to pitch a trap for him.

Ancient One took a sip of tea, her tone leisurely: "Not right now. If I collect one now, they will take back all the others. Wouldn't that be a huge loss?"

"However..." Her tone shifted, a smile carrying on the corners of her mouth, "Do you want more small dimensions? I can use magic to modify them into pocket dimensions for you then."

It would have been fine if she hadn't said this, but as soon as she did, Loya became vigilant. Would this old codger be so kind? She must have ulterior motives.

He tentatively asked: "What do you mean?"

Ancient One began to explain: "When we go to give gifts to Dormammu later, I can take this opportunity to seize all his small dimensions. He won't be able to react in time. It's just that we still have to wait for a while."

She seemed to know what Loya wanted to say, and smiled to add: "Let this be my compensation for forgetting to inform Kamar-Taj that you are the Deputy Sorcerer Supreme. Right, remember to make an extra portion for me every meal from now on."

The words on the tip of Loya's tongue swallowed back down. He never expected that after going such a big circle, it was just to come over for free meals every time. It seemed Ancient One was truly an old foodie without a doubt.

Of course, it was also possible that the food made by the automatic cooking pot was indeed so delicious that even Ancient One couldn't help herself.

He didn't mind anyway. Using a little food could trade for the Sorcerer Supreme's goodwill and help, which was no different from a free ride.

However, since he had come to Kamar-Taj, he could take a look at the magical principles of Kamar-Taj's magic to understand them.

Just as Loya wanted to speak and ask Ancient One to take him to the library to take a look, the phone in his bag vibrated first.

Buzz buzz buzz~

He took out his phone to check; the caller ID was Fury. It seemed most likely there was another emergency mission.

Loya answered the phone.

"Hello, Director, is there something wrong?"

Fury on the other end of the phone spoke in an anxious tone, speaking quickly: "We finally got Blade to walk out of that controlled memory, and later he heard that there were residual Vampires in Hell's Kitchen, so he ran off to kill Vampires."

He sighed, his voice revealing helplessness: "One day I couldn't contact him, so I sent a few S.H.I.E.L.D. agent to look for him, but as a result, they all lost contact."

"Until last night, I received a call from him, and the sounds over there————"

Fury paused here, his tone turning very strange: "I heard Blade's voice, and the sound of being whipped. The beating was very fierce, but————"

His voice even became somewhat awkward: "But not only did he not cry out in pain from being whipped, instead he cried out very excitedly, very enjoying it."

"Later I sent another team of agents over, and Coulsonwent too, but as a result they all lost contact, and in the voice messages sent later————they cried out together, all very enjoying it."

Saying this, Fury got goosebumps all over; he truly didn't dare to imagine such a picture of so many grown men together. Suppressing his nausea, he continued: "I need you to help me bring them back, and incidentally root out the mastermind."

[Fury issues a quest to you]

[Quest: Domination Play]

[Objective: Bring back Blade and SHIELD Agents, and find out the mastermind]

[Rewards: Experience Points +2000, Random Item *2]

Just hearing Fury's description made Loya feel a chill of disgust.

Who on earth plays in such a perverted way?

Not only whipping a black person, but also making others emit that kind of sound—it was simply frenzied and psychotic!

Even bringing a bunch of people along together was even more appalling!

For this kind of thing, he had to see it in person; he was simply too curious.

Loya immediately responded loudly: "Officer! Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Chapter 151: Wanting the Ability of a Doujinshi Protagonist (Another chapter will be posted later)

Hell's Kitchen.

As soon as Loya left Kamar-Taj and entered the perimeter of Hell's Kitchen, he felt completely uncomfortable all over.

His brows furrowed tightly as he muttered to himself: "Now it seems this place is really a bit bizarre. The mission data hasn't been sent over yet, so let's check out what's going on here first."

After acquiring the ability of Cosmo, his five senses were greatly enhanced.

Coupled with the resonance between Cosmo itself and the Universe, as well as the blessing of various sensory-type abilities,

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it allowed him to perceive things far beyond ordinary people from the direction of his five senses and his vague sixth sense.

The place called Hell's Kitchen was very fragile from multiple aspects, and rather bizarre.

From the perspective of Cosmo resonance, the space here was relatively fragile.

From the perspective of a mage sensing dimensions, the dimensions here were also relatively chaotic, not as stable as other places.

Moreover, there were dense energy nodes underground here, making it easier to pry open the balance of dimensional space and draw power from outside the dimensions.

All in all, it was a place where Dimensional Demon Godcould easily exert influence, easier than other places.

No wonder the Beast could play so many tricks for The Hand, and The Hand also liked to stay here.

There were reasons for all of this.

However, since Loya could see these things, Ancient Onemust be able to see them too.

But she practically turned a blind eye to this place.

After contacting Ancient One, Loya was ninety-nine percent sure that this fellow Ancient One must be fishing by doing this.

And that fish was also related to the Beast; otherwise, why didn't she appear earlier when the Beast was playing so high? Would that be right?

Under normal circumstances, Ancient One would have come over to whip things long ago.

As expected of an veteran angler, sitting firmly on the fishing platform, completely unmoving.

Hell's Kitchen had directly become a fishpond.

It was indeed suitable for fishing; it was simply a mixed bag of a large fishpond with everything in it.

Moreover, the bizarre places did not stop there.

With a thought in Loya's mind, his figure instantly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already reached the roof of a tall building.

He took out the staff from the System Space, placed the tip of the staff near his eyes, and then his mouth opened and closed, beginning to chant a special incantation. As the incantation was chanted, the magic gradually took effect.

A cluster of green light gathered from the top of the staff.

This beam of green light was not bright, and even looked a bit dim. The green light trembled slightly and split into two beams.

One beam plunged into unknown space and disappeared.

The other beam gathered on Loya's eyes.

He opened his eyes, green light flashing in his pupils, seemingly able to see things on another level.

After using this magic, Loya looked at Hell's Kitchen again, his mouth twitching, and he couldn't help sighing: "As expected of Hell's Kitchen, this is simply too outrageous."

Previously, he had seen a magic on the compendium of spells called belief magic, also known as the trend of thought miracle.

It was the magic he had let Venom try to spread belief with not long ago.

To use this magic, one must first perceive and capture belief, or observe the power caused by trends of thought.

The magic Loya used just now was the magic that could observe this kind of power.

At this moment, in his eyes, the entire Hell's Kitchen was shrouded in a hazy black mist.

Within the mist, hideous and distorted monsters flashed from time to time, along with the evil and strange whispers constantly echoing in the mist.

This was a world composed of the negative emotions deep in the hearts of the people living in Hell's Kitchen and various desires in their brains.

Explained using the concept of dimensions, this place should be called the fantasy dimension.

The fantasy dimensions of different regions were actually different, and Hell's Kitchen's was particularly exaggerated.

If the fantasy dimensions of other regions were shrouded in thin mist, Hell's Kitchen's fantasy dimension was simply black smoke where one could not see one's own hand before their face.

The reason for this situation was also very simple.

That was simply because the folk customs of Hell's Kitchenwere simple and honest: gangs, corruption, cults, and violent crime; this was a paradise of sin and a gathering place of filth.

It was much fiercer than next-door Gotham.

It was completely a gathering place for negative energy and various desires, a place for raising Gu.

Of course, a large part of the reason was still caused by the national conditions of America.

Their various bizarre systems would cause most people to be full of negative energy, and this negative energy would gather in the fantasy dimension.

Hell's Kitchen happened to be the most serious area among them.

Fortunately, due to the differences in World rules, this kind of fantasy power existed here, but no one could use it.

Under the condition that World rules remained unchanged, with no one guiding these forces, the monsters within these fantasy dimensions naturally could not affect the real world.

Otherwise, if someone really guided it, Hell's Kitchen could forcefully create a Evil God out of these powers in a matter of minutes.

Artificial Evil God, still too authoritative, truly worthy of free America.

One could only say that the American people were still too resilient, possessing a will of steel, suppressing all of this in their hearts without seeing it released, which was also outrageous.

Loya sighed: "Outrageous, truly outrageous, how could it be so outrageous?"

He couldn't imagine how intense negative emotions had to be to achieve this point.

This was the special thing about humans; collective emotions and the power of trends of thought could create miracles, and Evil God miracles were also miracles.

This was also the reason why Dimensional Demon Godwere always staring at Earth.

The soul power and emotional power of humans were good things to Dimensional Demon God, great tonic items indeed.

Loya shook his head.

He hadn't expected it to be like this at first, he just felt something was not quite right under the blessing of various senses after entering Hell's Kitchen.

At the same time, Fury's mission data hadn't been sent over yet, and waiting was waiting, so he tried to see what the situation was like.

He didn't expect it to somewhat exceed expectations.

However, this was an unexpected pleasant surprise.

Loya's eyes lit up, and with a backhand movement, he took out the compendium of spells, searching for the desired magic on it.

After a while, he put the compendium of spells back into the System Space, his face full of regret.

"It actually doesn't work? What a pity."

Loya originally wanted to use magic to turn these fantasy dimension monsters into reality, and then control them to act as thugs. Free power, why

not take it for nothing?

As a result, comparing it according to what was said on the compendium of spells,

the trend of thought power in this fantasy dimension was too mixed and not pure enough. Even if one created it, it would just be a monster that only knew how to kill and was uncontrollable, with zero cost-effectiveness.

If fear emotions occupied the majority here, then a fear demon could be created, feeding on fear.

Other emotions could be deduced similarly.

Pure positive emotions were the same, resulting in some positive fantasy creatures.

The pity was that there were too many things here and they were uncontrollable. Bringing the monsters out to slaughter the whole country would still be fine, but controlling them was almost impossible.

This was also very reasonable; there were no one knew how many people of different countries, different races, and different beliefs mixed in Hell's Kitchen, so being mixed was normal.

However, this place was not entirely unusable; it could even become a key point.

Loya had always been keeping his eyes on Steve's personal hidden quest.

What Steve wanted to do was change America's current status quo.

But this was undoubtedly very difficult; a change in mindset was not something that could be done simply.

But now the situation of the fantasy dimension gave Loya a new train of thought.

If those who made the rules deeply understood that if the people at the bottom did not live well, fantasy monsters would be born that could directly threaten their own safety,

when the fate of these high-and-mighty people was directly linked to the people at the bottom, what would they do?

Only by standing on a shared destiny would they truly make changes.

Otherwise, wanting to make this truly cannibalistic country change and become better, all one could do was scrub the ground with nuclear bombs.

Loya looked at the images in the fantasy dimension, a plan already forming in his heart.

But this matter had to be done step by step. Once Steve's next-stage quest was triggered, he could start taking action.

Buzz!

Just at this moment, the phone in his bag vibrated slightly. Loya picked up the phone to take a look; it was the mission data sent by Fury.

He glanced at the data, a thought moving in his mind, and disappeared in place.

According to the information on the data, Loya came in front of a large bar.

This was the place where S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents sent out their last location fix.

Theoretically speaking, even if this wasn't the place where they were imprisoned, it was also the place that left the most clues.

S.H.I.E.L.D. had no other choice; no matter how many people were sent over, that many people lost contact, and in the end Fury could only find Loya.

Loya scanned his surroundings; it was still daytime, and the bar wasn't open at all.

He came to a dark place, draped the invisibility cloak over himself, and then activated phasing, passing directly through the wall to enter the interior of the bar.

With phasing plus the invisibility cloak, as long as he wasn't diving too deep underground, he didn't need to use the diamond pickaxe to play the role of a little mouse.

Entering the inside of the bar, it was completely empty, and no abnormalities were found.

According to Loya's experience and judgment, this kind of large bar generally had an basement or an underground casino.

Specially providing customers with some special services, while also housing various criminal transactions.

So he slowly dived downwards again.

After a short while, he passed through the thick cement layer and saw the situation below clearly.

When he saw the scene before him clearly, Loya's pupils constricted, and he couldn't help closing his eyes. His stomach churned, and he cursed inwardly: "Holy crap, what the hell are you guys doing? Do you have to play it so perversely?"

The basement of this bar was a large underground casino.

However, at this time, the underground casino had no gambling tables; all the equipment was piled to one side. On the open space in the center, dozens of men were lying prone.

Most of these people Loya recognized; they were S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents, and some of them had participated in the previous encirclement and suppression action against Dracula.

He also saw Coulson's figure inside.

But at this time, their appearance could not just be called disheveled; it could only be described as too horrific to look at, practically an insult among insults.

These agents who usually looked so full of spirit were now not only disheveledly lying on the ground, but even without clothes!

Yes, that's right!

In this underground casino, dozens of unclothed men were lying prone.

A pale expanse of white, just lying there quietly, big buttocks facing the sky.

On their backs were also whip marks, bloody and flesh-torn, shocking to the eye.

And right at the front of this group of agents, there was also a camera, silently recording all of this.

Do you understand that feeling?

Loya dived down from above, and as soon as he passed through the cement layer, what met his eyes were dozens of big buttocks facing him. That feeling was something he could no longer describe.

Too bizarre, too shocking.

It was hard to imagine what the person who caused all this was thinking in their heart, what did they want to express? What was the recording even for? To show off?

Loya endured that weird feeling and observed carefully.

Fortunately, none of their lives were in danger, except that everyone's expression was very dull, their eyes empty and unfocused, looking like they were controlled.

Seeing this situation, Loya instantly thought of one person.

In Hell's Kitchen, the only one who could control others should be that guy.

Zebediah Killgrave, also known as Purple Man.

This guy could release a pheromone; others inhaled or skin-contacted this pheromone.

Purple Man could then carry out absolute mental control over them through verbal commands.

Any command would be executed, even if it meant death.

This guy was simply a Marvel H-anime protagonist, in the true sense of wanting to sleep with whoever he wanted.

But wasn't this guy fond of women? Stripping S.H.I.E.L.D.Agents naked and throwing them here, and even recording video, what was it for? To demonstrate to S.H.I.E.L.D.?

Loya thought no more and first used psychokinesis to put up an isolation barrier inside and out for himself, only then releasing phasing and coming out from another space.

Although Purple Man's control could not affect people with strong willpower, his current base stats were sufficient to resist.

But Loya still didn't like smelling the body odor deliberately released by others; it was quite disgusting.

His ears twitched slightly, and he heard a faint sound coming from a room in the distance. That sound was very familiar; it belonged to Blade.

Hmm———— seeming very enjoyable.

Upholding curiosity, Loya phased again and quickly flew toward the source of the sound.

Passing through several layers of walls, he finally arrived at the room making the sound.

This was an extremely luxuriously decorated room, which looked like a presidential suite at a glance.

Inside the room were two men and a woman, engaging in some activities inconvenient for children to see.

Seeing what was happening in the room, Loya couldn't help narrowing his eyes, feeling sorrowful for Blade.

What kind of sins had this guy committed anyway? Being controlled by Dracula was one thing, but having finally broken free from control, he was now controlled by Purple Man again. He was simply having the worst luck possible.

At this time, Blade was tied to a cross, completely naked and unable to move. It was truly miserable and tragic.

Behind him, Purple Man in a purple suit was constantly waving a long whip, fiercely lashing at Blade's back.

Every time, he was lashed until bleeding profusely with torn skin and flesh, yet because of his powerful self-healing ability, he quickly healed again, over and over in a cycle.

Being beaten like this, Blade not only did not scream, but instead his expression appeared very enjoyable.

Clearly, this was being controlled, deliberately making such a posture; it was too perverted.

Behind Purple Man, there was a tall woman with a pretty face. Every time Purple Man lashed once, she would clap and cheer.

"That's great! You lash so well! You are my hero!"

The voice was extremely cloying, making people's whole bodies break out in goosebumps.

Loya knew who this woman was.

This was Jessica Jones, the woman Purple Man wanted most to get.

But because of the other party's freakish strength, he didn't dare to make a move, fearing he would be sat to death by a single buttock.

Every time Jessica cheered, Purple Man lashed harder, and while lashing, he cursed angrily: "You damn half-Vampire! Why did you kill all the Vampires there?! Why! Why!"

He roared louder: "You damn bastard, you actually cannot turn Vampires, what use are you?! You killed all the Vampires there, who is going to turn me into a Vampire?

Without being able to become a Vampire, what else do I have to possess Jessica?! You bastard! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!!"

Purple Man was almost dying of anger. He had finally found a method that could make his own physique strong enough to endure Jessica.

As a result, just as he arrived at that Vampire stronghold, the damn half-Vampire in front of him had already killed all the Vampires there.

And this guy couldn't even turn others into Vampires; he was simply trash!

Wanting to completely possess Jessica's body, he didn't know how long he would have to wait!

Hearing what Purple Man said, Loya instantly understood the other party's thoughts.

It turned out he wanted to rely on becoming a Vampire to use the Vampire's physique to withstand Jessica's power.

Needless to say, this was truly a genius idea. With the ability to control others using pheromones, after being turned into a Vampire, there was no need to worry about

being controlled by Vampires; it was simply perfect.

No wonder Blade was messed with like this; it turned out it was because he ruined the thing Purple Man wanted most to do right now. It would be strange if he didn't get messed with.

Loya rubbed his chin. With Purple Man putting it this way, he also got a quirky idea.

The draculas fang in his hand could turn Vampires.

If he used this to turn Purple Man into a Vampire, was it possible to strengthen the other party's control ability?

If possible, and then using Separation Magic to separate this ability out, wouldn't that mean obtaining an item that could control others, and an enhanced version at that?

Loya's eyes lit up, rejoicing inwardly: "As expected, I am also an idea king!"

"Let's give it a try!"

Chapter 152: Gaining Favorability Right at the Start Again

"Slap, slap, slap! Slap, slap, slap!"

The more Purple Man thought about it, the angrier he became. The whip in his hand struck faster and smoother, as if he were about to awaken some kind of plantation owner's soul.

As for Blade, who was being whipped, due to being controlled, the expression on his face grew increasingly bizarre, looking like he was about to be broken.

After whipping continuously for a few minutes, until his hand was almost cramping, Purple Man finally stopped, panting heavily.

His right hand holding the whip trembled uncontrollably from prolonged exertion, and he was covered in sweat.

In contrast, looking at Blade, after taking such a beating, there wasn't a single scar on his back; they had long since healed.

That beating just now didn't hurt or itch at all to him, feeling just like an itch being scratched.

Purple Man glanced at Blade, whose self-healing ability was astonishing, whose physique was formidable, and whose build was incomparably muscular.

He then looked down at his own withered and thin figure, a strong wave of jealousy welling up in his heart.

Why didn't he have such a physique?

Every time he wanted to do something he liked with someone he liked, he had to worry about being sat to death by the other person's backside.

This was simply too unfair!

He had finally found a suitable method and was on the verge of success, only for it to be completely ruined by Blade again.

He should have possessed this kind of physique to begin with!

The more Purple Man thought about it, the angrier he became. A nameless fire rose spontaneously in his heart; he clenched his right hand fiercely, raised the whip, and wanted to continue whipping.

Yet the moment he exerted force, his entire right arm went limp and sore, his palm loosened, and the whip dropped to the ground.

Looking at the whip fallen on the ground, a deep sense of powerlessness, along with an unprecedented hatred, surged into his heart together.

If it weren't for this Blade in front of him, he would have already accomplished his great task and enjoyed happy times together with Jessica.

Everything!

It's all this damned black bastard's fault!

Purple Man's eyes instantly filled with bloodshot veins, dense with murderous intent, and he opened his mouth to make Blade commit suicide.

Just at this moment, Jessica at the side slowly squatted down, picked up the whip, casually placed it in Purple Man's palm, and said admiringly: "Master, you are the best! You are my god!"

The anger in Purple Man's heart instantly subsided quite a bit, and the gaze he directed at Jessica carried a morbid desire for control.

That's right, he was the best.

He was a god who could manipulate anyone and control everything!

Whether it was Blade, who single-handedly killed dozens of Vampires,

Or that group of S.H.I.E.L.D. agent outside who wanted to rescue Blade.

They were all easily subdued by a single word from him, becoming obedient pets under his command.

He was the uncrowned god of this World!

Everyone else was merely a marionette under his control, left to be manipulated at will.

Purple Man took a deep breath, and his heart instantly felt much more balanced.

He couldn't kill Blade just yet; he needed to let Blade serve as a bait to endlessly attract S.H.I.E.L.D. agent over to throw their lives away.

From the mouths of these S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who came to throw their lives away, he had already fully understood the organization known as S.H.I.E.L.D..

This was an extremely authoritative global organization, but the more authoritative it was, the more it fit his requirements.

Purple Man had recorded their ugly behavior; he only needed to release it at the right time to make the World understand his greatness—that he alone could stand above a global organization.

This was the authority of a god!

And he could also select SHIELD Agents to be his subordinates.

An Agent carefully nurtured by a super organization was turned against them by a single word from him; what a wonderful thing that was.

As Purple Man thought about it, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and the gaze he cast at Jessica became extremely fervent and greedy: "Jessica, believe me, once I control enough S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, I will make S.H.I.E.L.D.research a physical enhancement potion for me. By then, I will definitely be able to truly possess you!"

Jessica's face flushed slightly, and she nodded gently: "Master, I believe you."

"Hmm——There's no need to make S.H.I.E.L.D. research it; I can help you."

A smiling voice suddenly sounded inside the room, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere.

"Who?!" Purple Man's expression changed drastically in shock, and he turned his head to look at the source of the voice.

He saw Loya standing not far away with a smile on his face, tossing a sharp tooth up and down in his hand.

Seeing Loya appear suddenly, Purple Man's eyeballs were almost popping out.

Purple Man clearly remembered that he had long since instructed his subordinates and those S.H.I.E.L.D. agent to enforce martial law. How did the person in front of him break in silently?

Furthermore, from beginning to end, he hadn't heard any sound of a door opening. Even the door behind this suddenly intruding person remained tightly shut!

How did he get in?

After a brief shock, Purple Man quickly reacted: he had superpowers, so others might have superpowers too; perhaps this was some kind of wall-passing superpower.

It's just——to actually dare to get so close to him, wasn't that a superpower pet delivered right to his doorstep?

S.H.I.E.L.D. was truly a good faction, delivering everything.

Purple Man grinned hideously and immediately shouted an order: "Kneel!"

Loya continued tossing the tooth, completely unfazed, except that the smile at the corners of his mouth grew somewhat cold.

Seeing that it didn't succeed the first time, Purple Mansimply assumed the opponent had a relatively strong willpower and couldn't be subdued all at once.

Thus, he loudly ordered again: "Kneel!"

Loya still remained unfazed, looking at Purple Mancheerfully.

"Kneel!"

"Kneel!!"

"Kneel!!!"

Purple Man roared louder each time than the last, his emotions growing more and more intense with each attempt, his face flushed red, and his throat was almost shouting apart.

Yet the result was still completely useless.

The only effect was that the way Loya looked at him changed, as if he were looking at a mentally disabled person.

After this round of attempts, Purple Man finally understood completely: the opponent was fundamentally a deaf person who couldn't hear his words at all, so what control could there be to speak of?

However, he still had his strongest trump card, which could easily take down the opponent.

Purple Man immediately issued an order: "Jessica, beat him to death for me!"

Since he was deaf, there was no need for him to stay alive.

The moment she heard the order, Jessica charged out like a wild horse with broken reins, moving as fast as lightning and arriving in front of Loya in the blink of an eye.

Clenching her fists, she threw an unpretentious straight punch, fiercely smashing towards Loya, and a muffled sonic boom even rang out in the air!

If this strike from the freakishly strong girl hit an ordinary person, it would definitely smash them into minced meat!

It was just a pity that Loya was not an ordinary person.

He gently shook his head and casually raised his right hand.

With a soft 'bang', Jessica's strike capable of killing an elephant was thus easily caught by Loya, without even shaking his body by a fraction.

Jessica's eyes were filled with disbelief. She felt as though she hadn't struck a person, but rather an unshakeable giant mountain—something she had never encountered before.

Under the intense shock, her gaze shifted rapidly, almost breaking free from the mind control.

However, before that could happen, Loya gave a gentle tug and pulled Jessica to his side, then delivered a karate chop to the back of her neck. Jessica immediately passed out cold, collapsing limply to the ground.

Loya's basic stats alone were already vastly overpowered at this point, not to mention the various ability enhancements he possessed.

Jessica, who looked like a fierce tiger in Purple Man's eyes, was no different from a little kitten in front of him.

"How is this possible?!" Purple Man widened his eyes and said in disbelief.

He knew Jessica's monstrous strength better than anyone, yet he hadn't expected it to be easily caught by the opponent, and it looked as if it took zero effort at all.

He instantly felt terrified; wouldn't an existence like this be able to blow him to death with a single breath?

Panic-stricken, Purple Man immediately shouted another order: "Blade, kill him for me!"

As soon as his voice fell, Blade, who was tied to the cross, exerted a sudden burst of strength and instantly broke free from his restraints.

"Roar!"

He let out an angry roar and pounced straight towards Loya.

The result was very obvious; Blade fell asleep very peacefully.

Looking at the shivering Purple Man, Loya said cheerfully: "My friend, I've come to grant your wish~"

"You— — — — What are you going to do?" Purple Manwas so scared he collapsed onto the ground, propping himself up with both hands and retreating constantly, cold sweat pouring down.

Loya smiled slightly, the draculas fang in his hand flashing with a bloody light: "Didn't you want to become a Vampire? I'm here to help you~"

"Wh— — — — What?" Hearing this, Purple Man was stunned for a second, then abruptly realized that this guy seemed to be able to hear him speak! A trace of hope welled up in his heart once again, and he immediately shouted an order: "Don't come over! Kneel!"

Unfortunately, it was all an illusion.

Loya spread his hands and said helplessly: "I'm very sorry, your ability has no effect on me."

He had always maintained a massive telekinetic barrier on his body, completely fearless of Purple Man's ability, let alone the fact that from the perspective of willpower, the other party couldn't control him anyway.

At this moment, Purple Man had retreated to the corner of the wall, with nowhere left to run.

Loya walked forward slowly.

Snap!

With a stomp, he broke Purple Man's left leg.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Purple Man immediately let out a deafening scream, trembling all over, with cold sweat pouring down. Ever since he gained the ability to control others, he had never suffered this kind of torture before.

Right now, he was terrified and panicked, wishing he could hack the bastard in front of him into ten thousand pieces!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With three consecutive kicks, Loya broke his other leg and both hands as well.

"Ugh— — — — Ah— — — — Ahhhh— — — —"

Leaning against the corner, Purple Man trembled uncontrollably, letting out muffled wails of agony. He could barely cry out anymore, and a foul urine stench even drifted from his crotch.

Loya sneered; since this guy loved torturing and controlling others so much, he deserved to have this day!

Holding his nose, he squatted down and stabbed draculas fang into Purple Man's body. A bloody hole appeared, yet not a single drop of blood flowed out; instead, the blood there shimmered with a wondrous luster.

Immediately following that, a mysterious power began to spread from the bloody hole toward the inside of Purple Man's body, causing earth-shaking changes to happen to him.

Snap!

Rip!

All sorts of terrifying sounds issued from inside Purple Man's body; his bones expanded, his muscles swelled, his pupils turned blood red, and fangs grew out of his mouth.

At the same time, his body continuously underwent changes, growing a whole circle larger overall, instantly shaking off his previous emaciated state. His previously severed limbs had also completely recovered, displaying lean and fierce muscle lines.

"This— — — — You actually really made me into a Vampire."

Purple Man's heart was instantly filled with joy. This unknown, mysterious man hadn't been joking; he actually turned him into a Vampire, fulfilling his previous regret. But why had he tortured him just now?

Purple Man couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought, but he knew that at this moment, he was completely different. Powerful strength surged from all his limbs and bones, as if he could smash a giant mountain.

And upon gaining this kind of strength, what was the first thing to do?

That was to take revenge!

Even if the opponent made him into a Vampire, so what? He didn't care; the opponent still had to die!

Purple Man didn't plan to say anything; instead, he chose to launch a direct sneak attack. His right fist clenched without warning, aiming to smash right at Loya's chest!

At this time, Loya was very close to him. Under such close circumstances, there was a high probability the opponent wouldn't be able to react in time.

However, imagination is wonderful, but reality is skeletal.

Purple Man clenched his fist and exerted all his strength, but as a result, he couldn't even swing his arm out. An invisible force bound him tightly in place, unable to move even a single centimeter.

"You— — — — what did you do?"

He looked at Loya incredulously, his heart instantly filled with fear, and the joy of having just turned into a Vampire instantly vanished.

He couldn't even understand the opponent's ability at all; compared to it, his own ability seemed like a clown.

Naturally, Loya didn't answer. He never explained any problems to someone about to die; letting the other party be an ignorant ghost was enough.

He used telekinesis to suspend Purple Man in mid-air, then took out a test tube from the System Space, inside which was a green solution—precisely the separation solution.

Doing so much, wasn't it all for this very moment?

Under Purple Man's panicked and bewildered gaze, Loyapoured the separation solution onto his body.

Subsequently, Purple Man's entire body was enveloped by green light.

"You— — — — what on earth do you want to do?" Purple Man asked in panic. What was happening now exceeded his cognition, and there was an ominous premonition in his heart.

Loya still ignored him, only scanning around the inside of the room, and finally his gaze landed on a bottle of perfume.

This item could happen to be used as a carrier for the separated ability.

With a gentle beckon of his hand, the perfume bottle fell into his palm, and then he took out the amplification stafffrom the System Space.

Loya's Separation Magic was already relatively proficient now. Without needing to carve a magic array, he could use this magic just as well with a specific incantation and the separation solution.

Muttering words under his breath while shaking the staff in his hand, a streak of green light flew out from the staff and landed on the perfume bottle, enveloping the entire perfume bottle in green light.

Immediately after, the green light surrounding the perfume bottle trembled slightly, forming a vortex that seemed to possess a certain suction force.

The next moment!

The green light on Purple Man's body gradually vanished, turning into a green ribbon of light that flew towards the perfume bottle and merged into one with it.

An inexplicably strong sense of loss surged in Purple Man's heart, along with an indescribable emptiness, as if he had lost the most important thing, and tears gushed from his eyes.

Staring at Loya with red eyes, he asked gritting his teeth: "What on earth did you do?"

Loya merely glanced at him indifferently, shook his head and chuckled lightly: "Little brother, commit suicide."

As soon as those words fell, terror burst out in Purple Man's eyes, seemingly unable to believe there was such a thing.

He discovered that his body was completely out of control; both hands slowly raised up to cup his own head, and then he pulled upwards fiercely.

Rip!

Relying on his enhanced strength, he actually pulled his own head right off.

Splat!

Blood splashed out, instantly spraying all over an entire wall.

Purple Man, who had enslaved others for a lifetime, was controlled by someone else to kill himself today; it could be considered deeply gratifying.

Purple Man, deceased!

Loya didn't pay attention to the dead Purple Man, merely waving his hand to blow away the bloody stench inside the room, and then placed his attention on the system panel.

[Absolute Command Perfume: Creatures that smell the scent of this perfume or whose skin contacts the components of this perfume can be subjected to absolute mental control by the user through verbal commands (the effect is weakened or even ineffective against those with strong willpower; after the perfume is used up, adding any perfume to it will restore its effect after a period of time)]

"Not bad."

Looking at the message on the system panel, Loya nodded slightly, also understanding that turning Purple Man into a Vampire hadn't enhanced his ability at all; it was all a wasted effort.

However, being able to separate out an item like this wasn't bad either. This was a good thing used for turning people against their side; if Hydra didn't do subversion, would they still be Hydra?

Loya put the perfume into the System Space, and just as he was preparing to wake up Jessica and Blade, and then go outside to wake up the controlled S.H.I.E.L.D. agenttogether,

However, the moment he just took his first step, his body suddenly stiffened, a look of doubt and shock in his eyes.

This step of his seemed to cross a certain boundary, bringing him from the room into a completely different place.

The scene before his eyes was no longer the luxurious presidential suite from just now; replaced instead by a pitch-black, profound space, with gloomy void in all directions.

At the same time, a clear and melodious female voice rang by Loya's ear, carrying an ethereal echo within the space: "Is this the method you used to finish off Dracula? Heh, truly interesting."

The very instant this female voice sounded, a prompt rang beside Loya's ear.

[Goddess of Death Favorability + 40]

Loya:

What's the situation? Gaining favorability right at the start again, are you kidding me with this plot?

Also, where on earth did a Goddess of Death come from?!