The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 204 Irony Magic
"Ironym magic."

Damons murmured softly, this was something he had never heard of before, but then he returned to his enthusiastic state.

Who cares? As long as it works, it’s fine. I’ve already signed the contract to sell myself, so it can’t be that bad.

"That's right." Yang Le said slowly.

The magic that Yang Le thought of was the most famous magic in the DC universe, the magic of irony, and its user was also the most famous and sexiest magician in the DC universe - Zatanna.

The setting of irony magic is very simple. As long as the language is reversed, it can produce the power to influence reality. It can be said to be simple and easy to use. Yang Le doesn’t know who came up with this setting, but he is definitely a genius.

Yang Le, who was afraid of trouble, naturally accepted it with a smile.

"Using the ability I gave you—the power of Heaven—as a foundation, you can reverse the words and then use Heaven's power to empower them. You can then cast a powerful spell that can affect reality."

"That sounds simple." Damons was stunned after hearing this.

"Power is a very simple thing." Yang Le added to the setting, deepening the credibility.

"In this infinite universe, all rules are set by the powerful. Forget about something as simple as irony magic. As long as you have the strength, even learning to bark like a dog can bring you great power."

"That's right." Damons nodded in agreement.

Ordinary people wouldn't be so easily fooled, but a character obsessed with power like Damons can naturally accept the theory that the strong are everything.

Feeling that Damons agreed with what he said, Yang Le knew it was time.

"Then what are you waiting for?" The flames around Yang Le suddenly exploded, illuminating an area of ​​space.

"Use my magic and let me see if you are qualified to be my agent!"

"Yes, sir!" Damons stood up and felt the new power in his body. This energy was stronger than any power he had absorbed before.

Damons mobilized his energy, his eyes glowed purple, and purple electric currents kept coming out of his eyes. Finally, he spoke.

"Lightning!"

As soon as Damons finished speaking, a thick bolt of lightning appeared out of nowhere and struck the open space in front of him, splitting off a piece of the rock he was standing on.

What a powerful magic! Damons calculated the consumption of his natural energy. If he only consumed his own natural energy, he could only unleash that level of attack ten times. But if he used Yang Le's power, he wouldn't mind unleashing it a thousand times.

Thinking of this, Damon was ecstatic.

Yang Le was also ecstatic.

With this thunder from Damons, the magic of irony has taken root in the Marvel world, just like taking a plane to give birth over the United States, outrageous yet reasonable.

With such a precedent, if Yang Le operates on it and builds a complete system, then irony magic will become a legitimate power in the Marvel Universe.

As for how to perfect it? Of course, it would be to bind the irony magic to Yang Le. In this way, the irony magic would become Yang Le's exclusive power. Others could not take it away, nor could they cast it. If they wanted to use it, they had to obtain Yang Le's permission.

As for how to bind, it is even simpler. The prerequisite for using irony magic is natural energy, and in the entire Marvel universe, only Yang Le can produce natural energy, so the operation is naturally very easy.

In this way, Yang Le obtained the biggest gain of this trick, a complete magic system that even he, as a human, can use. The only difference is that the power is not as strong. After all, as a human, he does not have that much natural energy reserve.

But there is no need to worry about this. As long as Yang Le creates a clone and keeps himself as a demon god, he can borrow power from himself to use powerful magic.

Not only him, but even Gwen could do it, it all depended on whether she was interested. "Thank you, Master, for bestowing me such power!" Damons quickly knelt on the ground, thanking Yang Le for the gift.

"As long as you can make me happy, you can get more." Yang Le felt that it was enough and it was time to end this show.

"Go ahead and entertain me."

Damons just blinked, and the strange purple space disappeared, and he returned to the New Warriors base again.

Damons quickly lowered his head to check himself and found that the armor was still on him. He was relieved and flipped his hand again, and the chainsaw sword was once again in his hand.

Now Damons was completely relieved. Everything that happened before was not a dream. He finally gained power far beyond that of other tribesmen.

"Hahaha!"

Damons couldn't help laughing, and when he finally stopped laughing, he looked around again.

Looking at Kane Parker who fell not far away, Damons looked at him with disdain. At this moment, he had no interest in Spider-Man anymore.

"Come to think of it, I've been out for a long time." Damons raised the chainsword in front of himself, admiring this terrifying weapon.

"I'm a little homesick. It's time to go back and see my 'family'."

Damons' expression became more and more crazy, and Yang Le, who was watching from the side, thought that it was the reincarnation of the Giant Shark King.

"Fortunately, this man is my subordinate, otherwise I would be in trouble." Yang Le shook his head slightly.

Damons, who turned into a crazy guy, opened the portal and started on the way home. It seemed that he wanted to say some heartfelt words to his family.

Passing through the vast expanse of white, Damons once again returned to his home, the place that made him sick.

As soon as he came out of the portal, Damons saw his closest brother, Jannix, who was standing in front of the portal, pacing anxiously with a look on his face. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he saw him come out.

"You're finally back, brother." Jannix moved closer to Damons and wanted to say something, but he was stunned when he saw the drastically changed Damons.

"What's wrong, Jannix?" Damons looked calm, as if nothing was wrong.

"What else can it be?" Although Jannix felt strange, he still answered Damons' question.

"Even though your new body has been cultivated, Sister Reina's soul hasn't returned yet, and the totem mark on your body can't be found. What on earth has happened to you?"

Looking at his anxious and frightened brother, Damons looked calm and spoke slowly.

"Oh, it's nothing, brother. It's just that a good thing happened to me, the best thing that has ever happened to me. I can't help but feel that I might have been born for this good thing."

Looking at the frantic Damons, Jannix took a few steps back and asked tremblingly.

"What...is it?"

After saying that, Jannix's head flew into the air, and blood spurted out like a fountain. The armor that Damons had just cleaned was once again covered in blood.

"I prefer teaching by example rather than words." Damons held the roaring chainsaw sword in his hand and stared fiercely at the body of Jannix who had fallen powerlessly.

"Are you satisfied with my answer, brother?"

(End of this chapter)