Man in Marvel: The Manifestation of the Gods

But it is not the case with Dragon Rody. This is a harmonious society, and there are not so many Deadpools and the like for him to operate on.

Before the protagonist Lu Mingfei appeared, the world was in the foreplay of impending storm.

It's like the hot, humid silence before a summer rainstorm... Even if you fan yourself, sweat will keep coming out of your back and soak your clothes.

Roddy's way of releasing his pent-up emotions is to make all kinds of imaginative equipment and eat snacks.

But this kind of venting was obviously not enough. Roddy couldn't sleep the whole night. The madness could no longer be suppressed.

The executive department seemed to have taken this into consideration and gave him a few missions, but they were all very ordinary. They were nothing more than some half-bloods with poor qualifications using their extraordinary physical fitness to do illegal activities.

Go and arrest them, destroy the criminal groups involved in smuggling, selling drugs, trafficking in human beings, and gang-raping.

..

No fun..

What does he do as a policeman?

What's the point of a mission that doesn't involve bloodshed?

In the dim world around him, Roddy kept moving forward, ignoring the people around him, and kept walking.

The blood sorrow on his body became more and more serious, and a coldness emanated from him.

Everyone passing by felt a chill in their hearts, unable to figure out the source of the chill. However, when they saw Rody, who was getting wet in the rain with his head down, they all moved away, fearing that they would get into trouble.

Under the street lights

A beautiful young girl in fashionable clothes just walked out of the nearby shopping mall.

Wearing a pink camisole and a light white top, she revealed her slender white waist, but it also laid the hidden danger of her future uterine cold.

The lower body is wearing wide-leg jeans with an irregular large hole at the knee, revealing half of the white thigh, a small black leather belt, and high-heeled sandals inlaid with small diamonds.

It is very consistent with the mainstream aesthetic of the 2000s. Although the clothes look a bit non-mainstream, the girl is pretty.

Overall, she was very eye-catching, and some young people passing by were attracted by her.

But he lowered his head instantly when the girl glanced at him.

She has long black hair, delicate doll-like facial features, and the soft temperament of a southern girl. Her long eyelashes flutter and a happy smile on her face.

Obviously just came out of shopping.

At the entrance of the mall, there is a luxury version of Audi A8L parked. It is low-key, luxurious and has a connotative bright black color. The landing price is more than million yuan. It has a completely privately designed luxurious interior, built-in heated seats, equipped with massage effect, and the space can meet all the requirements of customers.

Just as the butler in a suit walked up to her considerately, held up an umbrella, and helped the girl open the car door.

She inadvertently glanced at the lonely figure in front of her and paused.

A hint of doubt appeared on her pretty face. She felt that the back figure looked familiar for some reason, and then she combined it with the eccentric examiner in her memory.

The girl's eyes lit up, she snapped her fingers viciously, and her eyebrows raised!

That’s right! It’s the guy in the white coat who’s the examiner.

She still remembered the young man who had made things difficult for her, his lazy look, and his unhesitating teasing. From childhood to adulthood, the goddess had never been bullied like this.

Seeing the figure about to walk away under the street light, the girl hurriedly got into the car.

"Uncle Li, drive to catch up with that guy! Hurry up..."

"Miss? Do you know the man in front?"

Uncle Li, a capable butler in his fifties, didn't understand why Su Xiaoqiang suddenly became so anxious and had an angry expression on his face.

"Hey, Uncle Li, don't ask so many questions, just chase after him!"

Su Xiaoqiang casually evaded the housekeeper and sat in the middle of the back seat. Seeing that the figure was about to disappear, he urged again.

The butler had no choice but to start the limousine, which glided slowly and silently, chasing after the figure.

Miss, go ahead and make a scene if you want.

It could be a friend she knows.

...

Roddy's consciousness was a little fuzzy.

His body was sticky and he felt very uncomfortable. He wanted to find a place to lie down, preferably a hot spring bath.

But there was also a crazy feeling urging him to transform into a devil and destroy everything. Why could they live so comfortably?

You have such great power, why are you confused about the future, why do you keep suppressing yourself?

Go release, go vent!

Take your pain out on others.

Let them experience that feeling.

Chapter 19 'Little Goddess' Su Xiaoqiang

"enough!"

Roddy roared in his mind, suppressing the chattering voice.

This negative 'him' kept tempting him, wanting him to turn into a killing god.

damn it..

Roddy didn't like the feeling of having his will controlled by others.

dim street

The young man with his head bowed, his pair of bright golden eyes slowly lit up.

The golden light reflected in the puddle of water below, and Roddy's reflection looked like a roaring dragon.

"Go to hell!"

Rody uttered a dragon word indifferently, and in an instant the world seemed to stop, and the drizzle seemed to freeze.

Of course this was just an illusion. In fact, it was inspired by Rody's words.

【Judgment】

Anyone who tries to influence his will, even his inner demon, will be killed.

That’s right, Roddy’s words.

Just like the little underworld princess who is still foolishly playing games in Neon, she is a legendary high-risk word spirit.

Judgment - Serial Number 111

It’s just that Rody’s judgment can be controlled freely, but its power is much weaker than that of Eri Uesugi.

Normally Roddy rarely uses this, but chooses to use mental power as his words.

Hand of Nothingness - Serial Number 77

A spirit of words from Odin, the sky and wind dragon king.

Otherwise, if the judgment is shown, it will cause too much trouble, including various bloodline tests and so on, and Luo Die is not stupid.

Apart from the Word Spirit, his current strength should be that of a high-level general, barely reaching the level of a junior war god.

no way.

The level of the Devouring World is not only achieved through practice, but more through breakthroughs in the perception between life and death.

And it takes a lot of time!

Rody of the Dragon Clan relied on his strong physique and innate sensitivity to cosmic energy to be able to rise to the rank of high-level warrior in just one year. This was considered a gifted person.

As the Word of Judgment transformed into an invisible blade of rules, it pierced through Roddy's sea of ​​consciousness.

After a few muffled sounds

Rody immersed himself in the sea of ​​consciousness and saw a 'self' in the form of a giant dragon, who had been killed. The corpse fell into the sea of ​​mist formed by mental power and slowly dissipated.

But this is not death.

Roddy knew that as long as the shackles in his heart were not removed, his crazy and repressed spirit would not be released.

This guy will make a comeback in a few days.

Taoism says that a saint kills the three corpses to attain enlightenment.

He has killed himself countless times, why hasn't he achieved enlightenment yet?

..

Just as the golden light in Rody's eyes gradually faded, he raised his head in a trance and looked towards the rainy alley in front of him.

Behind me, two dazzling lights shone straight at me.

Through the rain curtain, the originally invisible fine raindrops are revealed.

"Cars nowadays are so uncultured, why do they use high beams?"

The light reflected on the road sign in front of him made Rody squint his eyes, frown and mutter.

"Drip-"

After a few horns honked, Roddy moved to the side of the road to avoid the car going too fast and splashing water that would wet his clothes.

But soon I realized something was wrong.

The car behind him with high beams was following him at a slow speed.

"Ding ding——" Two more honks, followed by a series of noises.

The glaring headlights cast Rody's back in the middle of the road, stretching it long and narrow.

The boy hung his head like a stray dog ​​that had been heartbroken, with his tail between his legs, feeling sorry for himself, and seemed to pose no threat at all.

Looking for trouble?

Rody was stunned for a moment, then a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Is it such a coincidence?

He also wanted to find something to do.

Just when Roddy clenched his fists and his eyes radiated intimidation.