American Comics: I Died at the Hand of Thor, and Became a Rule-Based Ghost Story

He gazed at every ordinary person who looked at him.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Before the coming.

He didn't expect it either.

This invasion.

It would be that easy.

A series of plans that had been prepared.

It hasn't been used yet.

It died in the womb and was no longer needed.

This was the first time Su Lin had realized it.

So he was already that strong.

With just a wisp of divine thought.

It has captivated five billion people in the world.

although.

They are all ordinary people.

but.

The spirit and will that have come together.

But it is by no means weak.

Even gods and immortals.

It's impossible to be like him.

It was just one sentence.

Let five billion people submit.

of course.

Su Lin knew.

Their submission was only temporary.

Once he leaves.

Once his deterrent effect is gone.

These humans will come to their senses.

Then came the frantic resistance.

but.

Su Lin didn't care.

"Although such forced submission is very unstable and may even cause some very bad consequences."

"But for me, none of this is a problem."

"Temporary surrender is enough for me."

Golden light flashed in Su Lin's eyes.

The power of the rules and strange tales that have turned into gold.

It still retains its eerie and chilling nature.

He was just a machine.

A vast area spanning thousands of miles.

It then transformed into a ghost realm.

The air was eerily gloomy.

"Since all of humanity has submitted."

"Then, we should start looking for the chosen one of this world."

The world of strange rules remains the same as before.

It is invading the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao.

but.

The speed is still not fast.

According to Su Lin's estimate.

This time, it will take about half a month to completely absorb the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao.

Chapter 380 Those whom Heaven despises! (2)

The instant Su Lin broke through the world barrier.

He then found the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao.

smoothly.

And so the world of strange rules began to devour it.

after that.

He has just arrived in a world where horror is about to unfold.

It has captivated five billion people.

Because the speed of forcibly absorbing the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao is too slow.

He began to utilize his powerful senses.

To find the chosen one of this world.

soon.

A director with a large wooden frame.

He found it.

"God! Spare me!"

Da Mu was a bald, middle-aged man.

Su Lin suddenly grabbed him.

It terrified him.

He thought about the evil things he had done before.

My body feels cold.

My heart is trembling.

Fearing that 603 would be seen through by the deity before him.

Punish him.

"Don't be afraid."

"I am not the kind of deity who punishes evil and promotes good."

Su Lin immediately saw through the other party's thoughts.

I couldn't help but find it funny.

How could a god possibly care about the good or bad of a mortal?

He's not that bored.

but...

"This mortal has a lot of luck about him, he seems like a chosen one."

"However, judging from this person's memories, he is clearly a bastard who has done all sorts of bad things."

Can someone like that really be chosen by fate?

Su Lin did not respond immediately.

They subdued this bald man who seemed to be the chosen one.

His intuition told him.

Things are not that simple.

If I could win over the man before me...

maybe.

It will be bad.