American Comics: The Matrix

"Super Beast!"

The race of Psychomon is Wapinmansermon.

These creatures walk on four legs most of the time. Like Mark, they have no eyes and are covered with thick hair, making them look more like beasts than aliens.

Moreover, because the language system is too complicated, even a small watch finds it difficult to translate it, and it sounds like a roar.

"Wow, you've turned into a big dog!" Peter said in surprise.

Hearing this, Bant roared and slapped him to the ground.

This kid clearly came to me for help, but he has no respect for me at all!

He didn't even want to call himself a "super beast"!

After teaching Peter a lesson, Bant immediately began searching for information about the remnants of Hell's Kitchen.

Because he has no eyes, his other senses are extremely sensitive, just like Daredevil. He has a strong sense of smell, taste, hearing and thermal energy.

And he apparently discovered that his spider sense had been somewhat enhanced after he became a super-powered beast.

At this moment, the special organs on both sides of his head opened up, collecting all information like a radar.

This dark quagmire was filled with a sickening smell of blood.

To Peter, this action was "sniffing".

And you said you are not a dog!

he thinks.

Just as Peter was complaining in his heart, Bant took action.

He pushed his strong forelimbs backwards and immediately rushed out, jumping continuously between the towering buildings.

The super beast has a strong running ability and can adapt to all terrains on land, even cliffs can be walked on as if it were flat ground.

Because his claws are strong enough to pierce into the rocks.

"Wait, Ben!"

Peter called out subconsciously and wanted to follow, but when he turned around, he saw the unconscious Mark again. After hesitating for a while, he stayed.

the other side.

Bant felt something was very wrong at this moment.

In his perception, the entire Hell's Kitchen was like an accurate map in front of him.

Those buildings, the people inside them...

All spread out before his eyes in completely different colors.

All smells were his clues.

Even though this was Hell's Kitchen filled with blood and gunpowder, he could still accurately smell the blood of Mark and Peter.

The smell of blood moved.

But he couldn't tell how the thing moved.

'Here.'

Soon, Bant followed the smell of blood and found a dilapidated house.

Here, the smell of blood is so strong that even people with poor sense of smell can hardly ignore it!

He broke open the door and rushed in.

In an instant, blood rushed to my face!

Bant felt like he was standing in the Abnormal Human Research Center, like Star Lord who was about to reach the door of the Fire Cloud Evil God's cell. The terrible blood was rushing in like a torrent!

As soon as he stepped into the room, Bant felt as if he was enveloped by something.

All his senses began to become weak, and he seemed to be standing in a dark world, but this world began to extend infinitely. Even the ground under his feet began to collapse, making him sink deeper and deeper!

He released all the radio waves that could be used to sense the outside world, but there was no response, as if they were swallowed up by something.

Like light trapped in a black hole.

Fortunately, some of the flavors are just too strong.

He turned his head and looked.

The source of the blood came from a wall.

On that wall, the blood of at least more than a hundred different people mixed together, interweaving into a distorted picture!

Among them, a lot of blood was still viscous and even emitting heat.

He looked down at the corner, where a figure was lying.

"It's been a short while since he died..."

Apart from this, there was nothing else in the room - at least, from the perspective of the super beast, there was nothing.

However, if Bant could have a pair of eyes now, he would find that a man wearing black overalls and a hood was looking at him in surprise.

This person had no pupils. Two streaks of blood flowed from his dark eye sockets, merging into a black hole on his chest.

His limbs were completely covered with black substance, which, as expected, was blood that had turned black due to oxidation.

This makes him look like a black hole, an abyss!

He smelled of blood, but Bant seemed to ignore him.

Muse was very surprised at this moment.

He never thought that a monster would break into his studio.

Fortunately, this monster has no eyes.

he thinks.

He didn't want a monster to be the first admirer of his masterpiece!

No matter what, we have to find someone with artistic standards.

Bant originally thought that he could use the senses of the Psycho Beast to find the so-called monster, but he didn't expect that it was because of the Psycho Beast that he missed Muse.

As the muse of the Inhumans, his body is like a black hole that can devour other senses. Only with the eyes can one accurately capture his existence.

This superpower is useless most of the time, but his enemies Daredevil and Psychonauts can't see anything.

Muse looked at Bant, then lowered her head and looked at the dagger in her hand, which was not even as long as the fangs in the other's mouth, and gave up the idea of ​​fighting this monster.

Anyway, the other party didn't seem to be doing anything to destroy her art, so Muse didn't intend to cause trouble for herself.

'A beast, not my art!'

He quietly left from behind Bant.

However, it was this simple action that made Bant realize that something was wrong.

After Muse left, Bant clearly felt his senses recovering quickly.

It's like a cell phone that can finally connect to the internet after turning off the signal jammer.

"An invisible enemy?"

He growled.

This ability is a natural nemesis for Super Beast, but Bant immediately thought of a way to crack it.

At this time, two figures fell from the sky.

Spider-Man and Daredevil are here.

Peter can move by swinging on spider webs, and Daredevil's short stick can also extend with ropes.

They landed in front of Bant together. Mark, apparently thinking Bant was another enemy, swung his short stick at him before he even landed.

"and many more!"

Peter shouted worriedly.

"Don't worry about it, I'll leave it alive!"

Mark was full of confidence, and the next moment, a huge yellow palm slapped him hard on the head, knocking him to the ground!

For some reason, Mark suddenly felt that this method was a little familiar...

"It's you I'm worried about."

Peter said helplessly.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 61 The Bloody Art

Although he had no eyes, Bant still rolled his eyes in his heart.

Peter quickly helped Mark up and said, "Wait, Daredevil, he's not our enemy, he's the Super Bracelet...I mean the Super Beast."

Mark didn't know how to respond to Peter's words for a moment.

The creature in front of him gave him the feeling that it was not a species that existed on Earth at all, and it was really hard for him to believe that the other party was "one of his own."

Bant didn't care what Mark thought.

After all, he was not familiar with the other party. If it weren't for the fact that Peter was injured and the ability of the monster they met made Bant a little concerned, he would not bother to care about these things.

At the same time, Peter and Mark also discovered the blood paintings left on the wall.

The three people present could only muster one pair of eyes, and it happened to be on Peter.

Therefore, Peter was the only one who saw the whole picture.

The distorted painting, which was entirely painted with blood, suddenly made him feel psychologically uncomfortable. The person in the picture had no pupils, and his face was terrified and distorted.

He felt like vomiting.

"That monster, he killed this man to use in his painting?"

"Only one person's blood is not enough," Mark gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"He killed at least one hundred and thirteen people!"

However, he was also wondering, the smell of blood here was as strong as a slaughterhouse, why didn't he notice it before?

"Then how do we find him?" Peter asked.

He had long been powerless and could only place his hopes on Mark and Bant.

Let two eyeless people come to find someone. He, who is a bit talkative, really wants to say this.

"There's nothing I can do." Mark shook his head.

His senses were completely useless in front of the enemy. He even suspected that it was because the enemy had been staying here that he was unaware of the bloody smell of the wall.

Thinking of this, he looked at Bant again - this strange alien dog...

"Your...friend," he struggled for a long time before finally finding a word that was not too offensive, "Can he find that guy?"

Peter nodded subconsciously.

In fact, he has noticed that the way that Psychomon looks for enemies is probably similar to Mark's, and the enemy happens to be the type that is most capable of restraining Psychomon.

But he still felt that Bant could do it.

As I said, my cousin is invincible!

Bant did not disappoint him.

At this moment, he calmed down and used the super beast's senses to the fullest!

The gill-like cracks on both sides of his head opened, and at this moment all the information of the entire city flowed into his brain.

The entire picture of New York City unfolded in Bant's mind.

From in front of his eyes, Peter and Mark watched in horror as the blood painting stretched outward, taking in the entire Hell's Kitchen...

Those crimes were exposed. He saw a homeless man lying on a soaked cardboard box a block away. Not far away, a gangster was holding a gun to the jaw of another gangster. Through the wall, he heard a drunk man picking up a bottle and smashing it on his wife's head...

…Outside of Hell’s Kitchen, Manhattan remains prosperous.