Cute Baby Superman in Marvel

At this moment, in room 401 of the youth apartment in the surrounding areas of Manhattan.

The sea of ​​flames that was blazing, the firefighters who had already connected the water guns to the nearby fire hydrants, and the firefighters who were ready to put out the fire, as well as the crowd watching the excitement around them suddenly seemed to be at a standstill at this moment, all of them were motionless He froze in place, and even the flames were strangely fixed in the air.

"Oh my god, the current society is really dark, and the corpses are destroyed every now and then. I still need an old man to uphold justice!"

As the strange phenomenon happened, next to Miles' scorched body, a streak of ink continuously gathered in the air, and finally condensed into a streak. The miserable corpse of Elles couldn't help but speak with a sympathetic look.

"Myers! Myers! It's time to wake up, you still have this huge hatred to avenge, now is not the time for you to rest!"

Then the old man walked up to Miles' charred corpse step by step and squatted down, speaking slowly with that deep voice that could resound through the depths of hell.

Just like that, as the old man slowly opened his mouth, after a while, Miles, who was already dead and couldn't die, suddenly opened his eyes! It's just that it's a little different from what the old man expected. Now Miles doesn't look like he has experienced the pain before death. He just stares at the old man with doubtful eyes, as if he doesn't know the current situation.

"Huh?!" Looking at Miles' current appearance, the old man couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. Could it be that this person in front of him is not as despicable as he thought, but a good man after the Jedi's epiphany, wondering if he has a tendency to be masochistic in his subconscious? Or is the throat damaged too badly?

However, after thinking about it for a while, the old man waved his hand towards Myers' body with the little dark energy left in the world. In an instant, the dead cells in Myers' body .

Under the wrapping of a special energy, a new vitality was revived. At this moment, Miles only felt that his body was better than ever.

"Aba?! Abba!!" Feeling his body rejuvenated, Miles asked the old man a question mark, and then said excitedly.

"???" Seeing Miles who had fully recovered but only spoke a few words, the old man suddenly looked at a loss. How is this possible!

Under his own resurrection technique, even if he died for hundreds of years, he could be resurrected as long as his body was intact, not to mention the simple injury in front of him was just a severed limb.

At this moment, the old man only felt that Miles was playing with the new life and trust he had given this humble mortal.

"Myers! If you think that the previous death is insignificant or even insignificant, then I promise that after you go to hell, I will let you experience the wrath of a hell lord."

Looking at the guy in front of him who seemed to be pretending to be stupid, the old man couldn't help speaking angrily with intimidating magic power in his words.

After all, he is not a hell in the human world. The magic power is boundless and can be used at will. In the human world, he has to plan and calculate every bit of magic power, wishing to divide one magic power into two.

And this person in front of him, this ant, actually wanted to pretend to be a fool to deceive himself when he was mercifully gifted with resurrection, the old man couldn't help but feel very angry.

"Abba?? Abba Aba!!!" On the other side, Miles, who was obviously missing something even though he was resurrected, squatted down and curled up in fright after being threatened by the old man. Then he said pitifully.

"Huh?" Looking at the human being who was obviously frightened by his intimidation, but still talking like a fool,

This made the old man frowned suddenly. For some reason, he always felt that his choice this time might really be a bamboo basket.

Then, as the old man's right hand began to be shrouded in thick black gas, after making a casual move towards Miles, a transparent soul that looked like Miles was firmly grasped by the old man hand.

And the body that originally belonged to Miles also fell to the ground immediately under the operation of the old man, leaving only the soul body Miles in the old man's hand, looking curiously at it and holding it tightly. own old man.

Looking at the soul that belonged to Miles in his hand, the old man couldn't help turning pale for a while, for no other reason, because he saw the chaos in the brain of Miles, the soul body, without any order, as if it had been coded originally. The Lego blocks were thrown into a cardboard box in a mess, even worse than this. As the master of hell, the old man knew exactly what this situation meant.

Because this kind of situation is generally common in mental patients, the kind of extreme mental patients who can't even understand the whole world, or simply lunatics, these people are the same as those monsters that can be seen everywhere in hell.

He doesn't have any brains, and eats everyone he sees. Although those soldiers are good soldiers for him to fight in the various hell planes, they are just cannon fodder without brains after all. ers.

Rather than a waste who knows nothing but 'Abaaaba', for him, let alone a plan that has already been planned, even if it is cannon fodder, he feels that it is not qualified.

Afterwards, as the old man exerted his strength with his hands, Miles' spirit body dissipated with the wind, turning into bits of starlight, and disappeared into this world.

"Superman, you are cruel!" Looking at Miles lying on the ground in front of him, the old man couldn't help but look into the distance, and said angrily, because he knew very well that this person was absolutely normal before he came, or before this evening. people.

And if you want to turn a person into a lunatic or even after death, you have to open the brain of the other person and crush it like a blender, so that even if the other person becomes a spirit body, it is just a person without any will. Just fooling around.

Originally, he was thinking of using Miles in front of him as a pawn to deal with Superman, but he didn't expect the other party to do such a great job. Thinking about what he said at the moment before he appeared again, the old man felt his cheeks turn red The burning panic.

Then with a casual move, the dark energy covering the cells of Miles' body turned into clouds of black mist, gathering towards the old man's hand.

Looking at the obviously much thinner dark energy in his hand, the old man couldn't help feeling a pain in his flesh, but he still completed the gathering of all the dark energy, and then slowly integrated it into his body.