American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!.

Chapter 362 The Birth of the Strongest Father Worrier

Seeing that half of the doctor's head was bitten off, everyone in front of him let out a cry of horror.

"My God!"

"Run! Get out of here!"

Everyone in the expedition team scrambled to escape from the terrifying man.

"Ccrunch! Crunch!"

The long-haired man who was chewing on the doctor's head raised his beast-like eyes and looked at the fleeing people.

"Whoosh"!
Chewing the fresh and bloody head, the long-haired man moved at lightning speed and stood in front of the expedition team the next second.

With a "bang", he threw the body on the ground and made a low, beast-like sound towards the frightened people.

"I am the nameless god, the destroyer of souls - Chusheng!"

The next day.

The mercenaries who received the expedition team's call for help finally arrived at the scene with weapons.

The other members of the expedition team at the scene were not harmed by Chusheng.

When the mercenaries arrived, they saw the expedition team standing on a glacier in a daze.

The naked man, covered with scars, was standing motionless on the highest point of the glacier.

"What is he doing?"

The mercenary captain walked up and asked the other party in confusion.

"Nothing. He hasn't moved in six hours."

The captain nodded, feeling the chill in the air, and wrapped his gun tightly around him.

"Cassandra, is it true that he ate the Doctor's head?"

The captain frowned and asked the leader in a cautious and alert tone.

"Yes, but his purpose is not simply to kill. He uses this method to learn our language, Mr. Butler."

The captain turned his head to Cassandra in surprise, as if he had heard something incredible.

"But... this is impossible!"

Cassandra's expression was a little serious. "This is what happened. He said he didn't need our help."

"I think I need to convince him in another way."

As he spoke, he slowly walked towards the newborn.

Seeing Cassandra's actions, the captain subconsciously wanted to stop him, "Wait, this is too dangerous."

"It's okay. I know what to do."

As he said this he walked up to Chusheng.

Facing this man who gave her a sense of oppression even without speaking, Cassandra mustered up her courage and said to him: "I want to ask you something."

But before he could finish his words, he was rudely interrupted by Chusheng, "Don't bother me!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you, but you seemed to be waiting for something."

“After being buried for seven thousand years, you are still waiting. I didn’t know you were waiting.”

Hearing Cassandra's words, the furious Chusheng jumped in front of him with a "bang", grabbed his clothes and lifted him up.

"How many years did you say?!"

Cassandra, who was lifted into the air by her clothes, was so frightened that her voice began to stutter.

"Exactly how many years? Sorry, I can only give you a rough estimate of how long you have been buried."

With a roar, Chusheng glared at the expedition leader, "Damn it! How could it be seven thousand years! I dug a passage from the lava pit under this huge rock to its icy surface!"

"Seven thousand years!"

His eyes were filled with flames of anger and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

"Seven thousand years? You told me it took seven thousand years!"

Seeing the other party's anger, it seemed that even the glaciers were shaking. Everyone was cautious and didn't dare to breathe.

Cassandra swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and waited until the other party's anger seemed to dissipate a little before she dared to say to him: "You...you come from a lost era that we know very little about."

He told the other party what he knew. "This is a puzzle that historians are trying to piece together, but most of the pieces are missing. And the piece that belongs to you has been completely erased."

Hearing Cassandra's words, Chusheng's eyes flashed with hatred, "It was my father's handiwork, right?"

"Yes, it was your father Zeus and his brothers who did it."

After a moment of silence, Chusheng asked him, "Where are my wives? How did you know of my existence?"

Cassandra put his gloves in his pockets to protect himself from the cold, and his glasses were covered with a thick layer of ice crystals.

Facing Chusheng's question, he slowly said: "Your existence was erased from history because of a certain witch, the same witch who predicted your fate when you were born."

"According to the prophecy, as Zeus's eldest son, you will one day become the master of Olympus, and the only master."

At this point, Cassandra sighed slightly.

"Any good father would have been proud of your future, but the stubborn Zeus sentenced you to death. He handed you over to the witch and ordered her to kill you."

"But your mother, Hera, begged the witch to spare your life. Although the witch could not disobey your father's order, out of sympathy for your mother, she just left you alone in the desert and let this cruel world decide your fate."

Looking up, Cassandra's tone towards the newborn became complicated, "However, even though you have just come into contact with nature, as a newborn, you naturally turned the world into a baby room."

He thought of the records he had read.

Even though it was a baby, it could kill wild beasts right after it was born. "Is it the witch who told you all this?"

A trace of pain flashed through Chusheng's heart, but he quickly concealed this emotion and asked the other party coldly.

Cassandra nodded. "In a sense, yes. Forty years ago, we found her mummified body in Turkey. Your story was tattooed all over her skin. It took me almost my entire life to decipher it."

He exhaled with emotion and looked at the vast glacier in front of him.

"I also know other things, such as the whereabouts of your weapons and armor, which are things you will need."

His newly born fists clenched, and his eyes flashed with resentful pain.

What kind of bastard father would mercilessly kill his own child just because of a vague prophecy?
Although he thought he was not a good person, he also believed that he would never do such a beastly thing.

These so-called gods are ruthless and hypocritical, and there is not even a trace of affection between father and son.

"Father? He is just a coward who is attached to his throne. How can he be called a father?"

Said the newborn hatred.

Cassandra said nothing. The air fell silent, with only the howling of the wind around.

"What exactly are you waiting for?"

After a while, Cassandra raised her head and asked him.

"This is a sign that the person who will take the throne that I should inherit will soon be revealed. I will watch that person ascend to the throne, and then tear him down."

Silver lightning-like light shot out of Chusheng's eyes.

Padraic Farm.

After Peter talked to the Queen of the Underworld for a few words, he entered the room.

"Godfather, is what Persenev said true?"

Clark asked curiously.

He was very interested in the so-called Ragnarok, even though he had already seen the Norse Ragnarok once before in the Marvel world.

"I don't know, but most of these so-called Greek gods have some sense and prophecy abilities. Maybe what they said will happen, but it has nothing to do with us."

"But Aunt Diana"

Clark wants to say that Diana is also a Greek god.

Subconsciously, he had considered Diana as a potential marriage partner for Peter.

This powerful and tough counterpart of the Amazon Princess left a deep impression on Clarke in the world of Injustice.

It can be said that most of the tragedy of Injustice Superman is caused by her.

Although Diana in this world looks more normal than that in the world of injustice.

But he was really afraid that the other party would whisper in his ear and deceive him into becoming an unjust superman.

Only the Godfather can control such a powerful and dangerous woman.

Maybe after the Godfather marries Diana, he will be able to control her.

Peter had no idea of ​​the mess of thoughts going through Clark's mind.

He heard Clark calling the other party "Auntie" and fell into silence.

You two are obviously about the same age, right?

Why is there suddenly such a big difference in generations?

"Diana will be fine. Besides, he is not one of the Greek gods. She is on the opposite side."

Peter coughed, interrupting the silence and said to Clark.

"Come on, let's continue the treatment."

Peter constructed a rune and continued to treat the other person's eyes.

Feeling the comfortable feeling on his eyes, Clark felt a warm current flowing through his heart.

"Godfather, do you think you would be angry if I took your farm in the future?"

Clark wanted to say inherit the farm, but felt that he had no inheritance rights, so he changed it to "snatch".

Peter shrugged. "If you can inherit the farm and make it better, I will be proud of you, Clark."

"But Godfather, what if the prophecy says that I will become a bad person?"

"Who said that? A prophetic witch?"

While using the rune to heal Clark's eyes, Peter said: "Rather than believing in these illusory prophecies, I believe more in what I see now, Clark, and I also believe in my own eyes."

"Who knows what the future will be like. Maybe I will really make a mistake."

Clark thought of Injustice Superman.

Although he had always vowed that he would not become him, deep down, he knew that if he lost his godfather, parents and Lana, he might really do the same as Injustice Superman.

He actually had no confidence in himself. In his anger and pain, he didn't know if he still had any rationality.

I guess no matter who stood in front of me at that time, I would not stop.

Peter stopped what he was doing and said to Clark, "Then wait until you make a mistake. Do you want me to punish you for something you haven't done yet?"

"How do your eyes feel?"

"Much better. My eyes are no longer dark. I can see a ray of light, although it's not that strong. Thank you, Godfather."

Clark thanked Peter excitedly.

Finally, I don’t have to become a blind man!
(End of this chapter)