I'm At American Comics: I Have A Magic Simulator

It is a cold and deep lake.

Huge amounts of ferns jut out from the water, and lush weeds dot the lake's edge.

The entire surface of the lake was shrouded in light mist. Even with the beam of a tactical flashlight, the light could not be reflected from the lake. The deep darkness seemed to absorb the light of the flashlight, which made people feel inexplicably depressed and fearful.

The lake was not as big as they thought it was almost half the size of a football field.

Around them, except for the lush weeds and ferns, it is the virgin forest when they came, with rock walls rising on both sides, almost like a canyon. When they looked up, they only saw the ethereal sky, even the sun Neither can break through the fog.

They did not find the ancient tribe, but went straight to the "lake" mentioned in the myth!

"Eric, when you came last time, didn't you say that there is a tribe here?" Barton frowned and asked the question in his heart.

"This is...... This is different from the time I came last time." Eric stammered nervously and in a panic: "When I came last time, I obviously came in from this passage, and then Saw a house with black walls."

"There seems to be something in this corridor that we haven't discovered."

Recalling what he saw and heard along the way, Natasha Romanoff analyzed: "Maybe just like when we entered the corpse world, walking on the corridor will enter another space, and that is what the myth says."

"If that's the case...it's bad!"

Barton's face changed slightly, and he turned around and shouted: "See if we can still get in touch with S.H.I.E.L.D.

"No, there is a strong disturbance here."

The member of the tactical team with the communication device on his back whispered. "We couldn't send a signal to the outside world, and there was no way to call for support."

"You're right, Natasha Romanoff."

Looking at the silent lake, Barton sighed, squeezed his swollen forehead, and said. "Now let's find the way back first, and then make sure that there are no living things at the bottom of the lake, and completely destroy the source of these lizards' mutations."

"What if the existence of ... ... is confirmed?"

There was a hint of worry in Natasha Romanoff's eyes, "With our current firepower configuration, we may not be able to eliminate it."

"It's okay, don't worry."

Barton said after thinking for a while, then took out something from his backpack with a smile, "Before we set off, I asked Tony to send it specially. It was a real miniature Ark reactor, which was originally used to replenish energy, but now it seems , it can find a better use`". "

"Hiss... Ark reactor?"!"

Natasha Romanoff took a breath and swallowed. "You're not going to blow that thing up here, are you?"

"A tiny Ark reactor can support the energy supply of a big city for a month." Barton grinned. "However, through small and accelerated reactor processes

We could have a safe, radiation-free small nuclear bomb. "

"Tsk tsk... is Tony really willing to give it to you?"

Natasha Romanoff's eyes are straight, these are the highest grade energy crystals.

She had no doubt that this palm-sized reactor could release huge amounts of energy, comparable to a small nuclear bomb. S.H.I.E.L.D had always wanted one, but unfortunately, Tony kept it a secret and never got it.

"Don't even think about analyzing it, it's a secret."

Barton understood what she was thinking, and shook his head immediately, "It can only be used to generate electricity, or accelerate in a nuclear bomb [Thor won't tell us how anyone in S.H.I.E.L.D works

"Well... I guessed."

Natasha Romanoff looked into the distance helplessly, shrugged, "Then we will divide into two groups, you go to explore the creatures at the bottom of the lake, we will find a way out, save time, complete the task quickly, and then go back.

"No problem, third group, fourth group, go to Phoenix with Natasha Romanoff to find a way out."

Barton said there was no problem with the plan, and he divided the 32-person team into two groups: Eight of them followed Natasha Romanoff as a group to find a safe exit, while he led the second group to explore the lake below.

After a brief separation, Natasha Romanoff leads three four-person teams into the foggy forest with Dr. Eric in search of a safe way back.

"The first team is responsible for protecting the shore, and the second team and I went down to have a look."

Barton pulled out a makeshift scuba gear from his backpack and waved to the others when he was done donning. "After you go down, no one is allowed to shoot without my order, follow me, follow me.

A team of men quickly established a line of defense on the shore, while the correspondent continued to try to contact S.H.I.E.L.D.

The eight members of the second team put on their diving gear, checked their weapons and oxygen, and everything went on in an orderly manner, showing their elite status in every way, without even questioning Barton's orders.

inhale exhale

Barton took a deep breath and stepped cautiously into the lake.

Since the diving equipment he brought with him when he set off was relatively simple, and he didn't have such cold-proof equipment as a diving suit, as soon as he stepped into this strange lake, he could clearly feel the cold air seeping into his bone marrow, and his whole calf felt icy cold.

The water temperature here is at least minus 10 degrees Celsius, and it is very dangerous for a person to dive for a long time.

But there was no other way, Barton gritted his teeth, activated his mental ability, then slowly jumped into the lake, turned on the night vision on his diving mask, and swam to the center of the deep water area.

bleak.....dark...

Below the lake's surface are uneven rocks dotted with aquatic plants and marine moss.

The light is compressed so badly that the visible range is only about one meter. Beyond this range, the surroundings are completely dark, and the only thing in the deathly silence is the gurgling sound of water when the hands and feet move.

After the first search, surprisingly, there was nothing on the bottom of the water.

There were no horrible creatures from the underworld, let alone imaginary monsters or lizardmen. The bottom of the silent lake was flat and clear. Except for the lush aquatic plants and jagged rocks, they found nothing suspicious.

After surfacing and resting for a few seconds, Barton again took the lead in the underwater search.

The farther they dived, the poorer their visibility; even with searchlights, they could not see more than three meters, and the lake became murkier, with shadows of rotting, dirty tree branches and partially destroyed buildings along the way.

After swimming for about a minute, they suddenly saw a complex of buildings.

Under this deep lake, stands a big old house, the walls are black and look very old, the walls are covered with lush water plants, floating gently with the sound of gurgling water.

From a distance, these aquatic plants seemed to be beckoning him.

He remembered that Eric mentioned some time ago that the ancient tribes were all houses with black walls, and he didn’t expect to see them here!” he said.

But the problem is, it sank here at least a hundred years ago!

How could it be possible for Eric to see the courtyard that has been submerged for hundreds of years, and could not even communicate with the people inside:

Barton looked at these dark (well) colored houses, and had a vague sense of foreboding in his heart.

It seems that in the depths of the darkness, there is an eye silently watching their every move, waiting for them to automatically fall into its mouth, and then swallow them all viciously

After a brief pause of more than ten seconds, Barton pulled himself together and continued to explore the depths of this part of the house.

But at the bottom of the dark lake, at a depth of tens of feet in front of the ancient ruins that have sunk for nearly a hundred years, a strange purple light suddenly appeared, now shining brightly, dimmed for a moment, and then disappeared into the darkness.

For a moment, everyone was confused, their hearts beat faster, and their adrenaline was surging.

A purple light... what the hell is that!?

Barton could barely breathe due to the double pressure of the environment and his heart, his pupils dilated subconsciously.

Are there other monsters at the bottom of the lake? Or are the ghosts of those houses coming back to life a hundred years after they sank?

An inexplicable panic enveloped everyone.

But what they can be sure of is that the purple light is definitely not an illusion, but a real spectacle. .