Meiman's mutant necromancer

Chapter 235 The Flame of Vengeance

Kane bid farewell to Teacher Rathma again, and at the same time, he also took away the Saint Van Gonzal contract, which was strongly requested by Rathma. He believed that Kane needed these thousand souls more than him at this stage. Of course, As a good student, Kane still left behind a ball of spirit power before leaving.

Holding the spirit power left by Kane in his hand, Rathma smiled gratifiedly. The child was still so kind. He waved his hand, and the trees, flowers and plants outside the house quickly withered, and they all turned into a ball of spirit power and returned to him. After finishing all this, he walked straight back to the stone house without any attachment to the scenery outside.

Swish, Kane returned to the bar again. This journey was not long, but it solved a big problem for him, which was of great help to his future layout, which also made Kane more and more fond of Mr. Rasma. Get up in admiration.

"Kane, you are finally back, come with me!" However, as soon as he walked out of the room door, before he had time to utter a sigh of emotion, Modu grabbed his arm, and then walked through the portal opened by Modu together Came to an unfamiliar environment.

"Kane, you're finally here." As soon as he passed through the portal, Kane bumped into the grave-looking Coulson.

"What happened?" Kane asked and looked around. This is also a small town. They are located in front of a church-like house in the town, but they are surrounded by a blockade surrounded by agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. In order to prevent the crowds watching the excitement outside from entering.

Kane noticed the sign next to the house, which read: Witch Museum.

"There's just been a massacre here, 1000 dead," Coulson replied.

"1000 people?" Kane's face also changed. Such a vicious event would happen in this world where superheroes are everywhere. Could it be some alien invasion again, "What's going on?"

"Some time ago, there have been disappearances in New York, but due to the long time interval between the incidents, we didn't pay attention to them. It was not until after the Battle of New York that the disappearances suddenly became more intensive. We investigated carefully and found that all the clues pointed to Jin Bing, but Just when we got some evidence and wanted to arrest him, he and his most powerful subordinates all disappeared. When we followed the clues to find this place, we found all the missing people in the basement, and none of them survived."

"It's in here?" Kane asked coldly. Anyone who knew him well knew that he was extremely angry now.

"Yes."

Kane opened the eyes of the spirit and scanned the entire building, but found no trace of the soul. This was completely different from the massacre scene he had seen in Afghanistan, which made him feel a little more dignified.

Following Coulson into the museum, the first thing that catches the eye is the hall. However, it seems to have been burned here, and there is still a smell of something burnt.

"Where is the body?"

"Come with me." Coulson led Kane to the basement, and the pile of travel bags reminded Kane of some unforgettable painful memories.

"These dead died almost at the same time, and they all died of organ failure. I think this large-scale abnormal death is caused by magic, so I need you, my God."

The gray-white soul fire was burning on Kane's body, his eyes had completely turned white, and the bone armor covered Kane's whole body under Coulson's gaze. The face of the monster appeared and wailed silently. Coulson had never seen Kane in this state, and now he was just like the legendary demon king.

"Kane, calm down, you can't solve the problem if you get angry now, the murderer must have gone far." Modu ignored his hands being burned by the soul flame, and pressed Kane's shoulder.

"Jin Bin, damn it." After all, Modu fought side by side with Kane. His voice awakened Kane. Seeing that Modu's hands were injured, Kane finally regained his senses and took back the flames on his body, and immediately helped Mo Du. However, this does not mean that his anger has been reduced much, it is just that he hides it in the bottom of his heart.

"Yes, he must die, but you have also seen the scene here. This is not something that a gangster in New York can do. There are people from the magic world appearing in this incident." Modu endured the pain and said, Unexpectedly, he who has always been impulsive will be able to patiently dissuade others one day.

"Colson, find Jin Bin, and leave the rest to me."

Coulson nodded. If magic is involved, it is indeed not something they can contend with now. However, in terms of intelligence and surveillance, they are still the best choice.

At this moment, Jin, whom Kane and the others were talking about, was on a ship sailing on the Atlantic Ocean, and he and his men were familiarizing themselves with the abilities they had just acquired in the cabin.

Although Jin Bing and his subordinates all inhaled the same kind of black mist, the direction of strengthening was different. Some of his subordinates strengthened the flesh, and their rock-solid muscles even swelled and exposed their skin, while some people strengthened their bodies. The bones grew wildly, forming a large area of ​​bone spurs on their bodies, and some of their subordinates were more focused on magic. The flames that belonged to hell were playing with them at will, but they would not hurt themselves.

However, compared to these people, Jin Bin is a bit weirder. Even after inhaling so much black mist, his body still hasn't changed at all, and unlike those subordinates who are experimenting with their abilities everywhere, he just closed his eyes Sitting there quietly cross-legged, feeling something.

"Boss, we're here." A voice came from the walkie-talkie beside Jin Bin, and Jin Bin opened his eyes, which turned out to be blood red.

However, the abnormality disappeared quickly, and he also picked up the walkie-talkie: "Is the respondent here?"

"Here, Boss, I just confirmed that the car is on the shore."

"Okay, after we got off the boat, you threw the boat somewhere, and then hid yourself. Don't let anyone find you, do you hear me?"

"Yes, boss, don't worry."

Soon, a smaller boat pulled away from the freighter and headed for the shore, while the freighter turned around and headed south.

At this moment, in a monastery in Eastern Europe, a dusty black man got off his motorcycle and anxiously said to a priest in front of him: "Benedy, is it true that you found that boy?" gone?"

"Yes, he is safe with me, and the winter solstice will be in a few days. As long as that prophecy day passes, the world will be safe."

The black man looked around, looked at the armed warriors holding automatic rifles, shook his head, and said bluntly to the priest: "With all due respect, your defense here is almost zero, and you have never really faced the devil before." , have never even seen a real war.”

As if to confirm the black man's words, dense gunshots suddenly rang out around the monastery, and those armed monks who were standing on high places just now all fell down after the gunshots, and they didn't even fight back. .

(End of this chapter)