Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

In front of the luxurious five-star hotel, when the uniformed doorman saw Tang Song approaching, he immediately stepped forward and opened the hotel door for him.

Tang Song handed over a hundred-dollar bill as a tip, and walked into the hotel calmly as the doorman thanked him repeatedly.

"Sir! What do you need?" A hotel receptionist in her 20s, with good looks, blond hair and blue eyes, stood up and asked Tang Song.

“I booked a room here!”

Tang Song stretched out his fingers and tapped the counter twice. A column of black smoke rose, and a hotel confirmation form appeared on the desk of the female receptionist.

Of course, in the eyes of the blond waitress, it was Tang Song who took out his mobile phone and showed her the hotel confirmation.

After she checked, she quickly checked the information on the hotel computer. Looking at the hotel room Tang Song had booked, the smile on her face became more sincere.

"Sir, you have booked the presidential suite in our hotel. The room has been reserved for you in advance. I will call your personal butler for you now!" The female receptionist said and was about to greet the lobby manager.

"No, I like to be clean!"

"Then I'll take you to your room!" The female receptionist said a few words to the colleague beside her, and then left the front desk directly.

"Sir, don't you have any luggage?" The female receptionist wanted to carry Tang Song's luggage, but she saw that the guest in front of her had nothing in her hands.

"I won't stay in Gotham for too long, so I don't need too much luggage!" Tang Song explained simply.

"Follow me, guests of the presidential suite, our hotel is equipped with a separate elevator!"

The female receptionist walked half a step in front of Tang Song, led Tang Song to an elevator, and opened the elevator door for Tang Song.

Tang Song was no stranger to the Hilton Hotel. In the Marvel Universe of another world, he was Hilton's VVIP. There was even a presidential suite reserved for him in the Hilton Hotel in New York all year round.

That's where he enjoys life in his spare time,
However, he didn't stay in the hotel very often. He only went there once in a while when he had sex with some supermodels and celebrities.

Usually most of the time is idle.

After becoming successful in spiritual practice, such entertainment and relaxation behaviors in the Tang and Song Dynasties became much less common.
Therefore, his private room remains empty all year round.

"Sir, look, is there anything else you need my service for?"

After asking Tang Song whether he needed to adjust the water temperature in the bathroom and whether he wanted dinner, the front desk handed the room card to Tang Song with both hands and asked with a smile.

"Thank you, we don't need it at the moment!" Tang Song took out a few US dollars and handed them to the front desk.

The female receptionist kept a polite smile on her face, took the tip from Tang Song with both hands, and a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

It wasn't that she disliked the customer in front of her for not giving him a small tip, but that she was disappointed that she didn't have the opportunity to develop further with the customer in front of her.

She is young and rich, and so handsome. Even if the guest in front of her is not generous, she doesn't mind being with him.
Penguin's death caused a chain reaction, and the territory he left behind aroused the covetousness of more than a dozen gangs of all sizes in Gotham.

This scene is just like the chaotic situation in New York after Kingpin died.

It's just that in Gotham City, there are no powerful figures like Tang and Song who can fill Jinpin's position in a very short period of time.

And the only one who can hold the scene, Batman, is also busy at the moment for the safety of the entire earth.

As a result, the entire Gotham City was filled with gunshots and bombings.

The Gotham Police Department deployed all its manpower to protect the wealthy areas as much as possible, but in the black communities and poor communities, they had to give up due to insufficient police manpower.

Although Gordon fought hard against the mayor and the city council, what he received was an understatement from the mayor: "Prioritize the protection of taxpayers who have contributed to Gotham!"

Faced with collective pressure from the upper echelons of Gotham City and a shortage of manpower.

Even Gordon had no choice but to compromise in the face of reality.

Tang Song sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel. The presidential suite of the five-star hotel had an extremely wide view. Tang Song sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and could clearly see the smoke and fire rising from the streets in the distance.

In the sky where the explosions and flames were, streaks of black smoke that only he could see rose up, gathering in the same direction.

"It seems that the agent I chose has done a good job, Selena, I hope you will not live up to your name!"

After opening a bottle of Bordeaux red wine in the hotel, Tang Song shook the glass, reflecting in his eyes the scene of Harley Quinn holding a baseball bat and controlling several armored corpses carrying Vulcan cannons to chase down gang gunmen in various neighborhoods.

"Beep beep beep-"

Outside the abandoned city area of ​​​​the dam, Cyborg used his own intelligent program to transform the body to invade a data observation satellite in orbit.

In fact, he didn't need to invade. This data surveillance satellite that has been over Gotham City all year round is owned by the Wayne Group. Bruce Wayne specifically asked the group to acquire an aerospace company to monitor the entire Gotham City, and launched this satellite. satellite.

It's not Cyborg's fault, he didn't expect that the currency ability could be used in such a wide range.

Cyborg controls the monitoring satellite and provides technical support to Barry Allen, who is drawing a magic map in the city. With the cooperation of the two.

Soon, from an overhead perspective, a huge lotus platform gradually appeared on the ground.

The complex patterns are combined into pieces of lotus petals. Looking at the gradually forming lotus platform on the ground from an overhead perspective, Victor's consciousness was in a trance for some reason, as if he saw a blurry figure sitting on the blood-colored lotus platform.

It was such a strong feeling, as if just one look at it, my flesh and blood soul would be sucked into this bloody lotus platform.

Even the magnetic field of his mechanical body modified by the Mother Box was affected by the bloody lotus platform, and for a time he lost contact with the monitoring satellite above his head.

Cyborg shook his head to clear the lotus picture from his mind, and the situation improved somewhat.

After reconnecting to the steel frame of the data satellite, he found that Barry Allen's positioning had not moved. He quickly asked on the communication channel:
"Barry, what's going on over there? Do you need support?"

Barry Allen shook off the long bone stick as thick as an egg in his hand, picked up the long stick and took a look. He saw that the bone stick was engraved with unknown characters the size of mosquitoes, and there was not much left of the gray mist in the middle.

"This thing is out of ink. It looks like we have to wait another hour!"

Barry Allen checked the long bone stick and opened his legs. Before he could finish his sentence, the person had already appeared ten kilometers away and came to Cyborg Victor.

Even after seeing it many times, Cyborg Victor was still surprised to see Barry Allen's speed.

According to the distance and time taken by the observation satellite, the speed of the lightning kid in front of us can reach an astonishing 1122m/s!

Is this speed really achieved by humans?

But thinking about how he himself was transformed by the Mother Box and integrated with many alien technologies, Cyborg Victor felt relieved.

After coming into contact with several members of the Justice League and witnessing their inhuman abilities, Cyborg, who was once mired in self-doubt, gradually emerged from the shadows.

He is not a monster!

"What kind of ink do you think is inside this stick? It can also recover automatically!"

Barry Allen inserted the bone stick in his hand into the soil beside him and sat down next to Victor to rest.

It wasn't that he was physically tired, but he was facing a huge amount of pressure from the dense crowd of demonoids, coupled with the presence of the mysterious man.

He was not sure if the evil god would really come to the world after the magic circle was drawn.

He wanted to tell Mr. Wayne and the others about that person's existence, but there was his mother on the other side.

On one side is the possible safety of the world, and on the other side is the opportunity to resurrect his mother, there seems to be a swinging balance in Barry Allen's mind.

Under the tremendous pressure, Barry Allen collapsed on the grass and closed his eyes tightly.

Cyborg glanced at Barry Allen and thought he was physically tired. He stood up and stood aside to guard Barry, wanting the little brother to have a good rest.

Neither of them noticed that the long bone stick inserted next to Barry Allen, and the densely packed words on the bones were constantly changing and squirming like living creatures at this moment.
These words wriggled together to form a series of spells, but the pale inscriptions quietly turned into blood-colored runes.

As soon as the runes, which looked like fresh human blood and bright cinnabar, appeared, a faint and delicate sound rippled out instantly.

This was accompanied by a strange sound that only the ghosts could hear.

The souls of those who died within hundreds of kilometers instantly converged on this bone soul-recalling stick.

Countless strands of black smoke that could not be seen by ordinary people gathered towards the bone stick. In the blink of an eye, the black smoke turned into ghosts with broken limbs and bullet holes.

These ghosts who died violently in gang gun battles were all confused by the sound emitted from the bone sticks.

They scrambled to jump into this bone stick.

In the white bone stick, the bloody spirit patterns condensed into a series of restrictions. In these exorcisms and soul-locking restrictions, these ghosts were directly crushed to pieces and turned into clouds of gray mist.

Cyborg Victor saw these densely packed ghosts around him, and even a few ghosts passed through his body. He just felt a sudden chill,

Feeling the cold wind blowing, Victor took off his coat and covered Barry Allen beside him. For the first time in the sun, he showed off his semi-mechanized body without hesitation.

In the Marvel Universe, there is a remote planet two hundred light years away from the solar system.
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This planet has a diameter of about 70.00 kilometers and is dry all year round. The land and mountains occupy about [-]% of the planet's surface.

Although water resources are scarce, there is still life on this planet.
It is a race of life that was born in rock veins. It looks like a human being, but its body seems to be formed by the accumulation of countless stones. It is divided according to the three empires of the Milky Way.

This kind of stone man is classified as silicon-based life.

Because of the lack of water resources, or in other words, these silicon-based life forms have focused most of their evolutionary direction on polishing the hardness of their bodies, so the civilization on this living planet has never entered the interstellar civilization.
Even the overall civilization progress of these stone people has been in the tribal civilization era.

Its level of civilization is equivalent to that of the Earth's late Neolithic Age and almost the early Bronze Age.

Although the intelligence of these stone men is not as good as that of humans on earth, they have a physique that is several times stronger than ordinary humans.And because there are many times more natural disasters such as lightning, storms, and earthquakes on this planet than on other normal planets.

As a result, the stone people on this planet have developed an extremely splendid god worship culture. Priests and wizards who can communicate with the gods dominate the daily life of these stone people.

Two hundred cosmic days ago, a spacecraft carrying cargo deviated from its course and discovered this living planet.

After sending an aircraft to land on this planet to collect air, geological, and biological samples, it was determined that this planet was a living planet.

The captain of the spaceship immediately checked the star map he carried with him. No one marked it, and there was no mark on the star map for this planet at all.

Apparently this is a planet with life that no one has ever discovered.

What this means is clear to the small businessman who works hard to transport goods in the cold starry sky. It means that he has made a fortune.

The value of an unexplored planet with life, even in the Milky Way, would be a huge amount of wealth for an ordinary small businessman like him.

The moment they discovered this ownerless planet with life, the first reaction of the small businessman was to develop it himself and become the owner of a planet.

Unfortunately, after considering his poor net worth, he gave up this plan.

After his investigation, he found that the physical fitness of the indigenous people on this living planet was extremely strong. If he wanted to take over this planet, he would definitely have to spend a lot of money.

Even if he sold the most valuable thing in his possession, the seven-handed cargo spacecraft, he still wouldn't be able to afford a few armed robots.

After weighing the pros and cons, the small businessman sold the coordinates of this living planet to the Tang Group, which is now famous in the galaxy, through a familiar black marketeer.

The small businessman chose this Tang Group because he had transported goods from this Tang Group.

The debts were cleared and the money was given easily. Moreover, it was said that the Tang Group was developing rapidly in the Eastern Galaxy and had a good reputation. The small businessman believed that such a powerful force as the Tang Group would not steal his money.

On this day, on the largest continent on the planet, several of the most powerful stone tribes were holding a joint ceremony to worship the gods.

Their ancestors were a race bred from the mountains, so the gods they believed in were also the gods of the mountains.

The sacrifice was held on a hillside that stretched for thousands of miles but was bare and without vegetation.

Thousands of stone men, led by a group of priests, knelt down towards the mountains in front of them, kowtowed devoutly and muttered words.

They use their own language to sing about the mountains in front of them, the ancestral land that gave birth to their ancestors.

While the stone people were worshiping devoutly towards the mountain, a stone man inadvertently raised his head and saw a strangely shaped space battleship that looked like a big bird with a golden body above it. It was spitting out blazing plasma flames and slowly broke through. The planet's atmosphere slowly fell from high altitude.

The piercing whistling sound caused everyone on the ground to cover their hands and ears involuntarily. The strong wind whipped up by the plasma flames made these people unsteady and fell to the ground in fear.

The battleship, which was several kilometers long, was like a mountain, breathing flames and suspended in mid-air.

In the horrified eyes of the stone people, a hatch below the battleship opened.
Hela, who was dressed in dark green armor and had long hair, walked out of the cabin with a giant black wolf with a shoulder height of four meters.

Behind her followed a group of angels with dancing white wings.

The eyes of the goddess of death shot out a superb divine light, and the huge mental pressure made the stone figures on the ground lie tightly on the ground unable to move.

However, Hela's target was not these stone men. Her spiritual consciousness formed by practicing "Blood Nerve" swept across the mountain where these stone men were worshiping, and she coldly snorted:
"found it!"'

Hela waved her hand casually, and a ray of blood shot out from her hand, turning into a blood cloud that filled the sky and instantly enveloped the main peak of the mountain range.

"Boom!"

As the earth shook and the mountains shook, the main peak several thousand meters high suddenly shook violently, and then a huge stone giant stood up shaking its body.

Roar!Who are you? "The stone giant, who had been sleeping in chaos for who knows how long, stood there on a mountain peak more than 2000 meters high.

It shook its shoulders, trying to shake away the uncomfortable blood cloud on its body, and the blood-stained stones on its body continued to fall as it shook.

However, the ground shook with its movements.
Huge boulders the size of houses kept falling off it, causing heavy casualties to the stone men at the foot of the mountain.

The stone giant obviously didn't care about the life or death of these little things.

"Surrender, or die!" Hela directly used her spiritual consciousness to inject her words into the mind of this giant stone giant.

"Submit, I remember that a long time ago, there was an organization from the Pantheon who also came to me. The envoy made Goron fight away. No one can make Goron surrender!"

The stone giant seems to have slept for a long time and is not yet conscious. In other words, although it is big, it is very simple in nature.

He bent down and stretched out his stone arms, hugging a mountain peak several hundred meters high. With a slight exertion, there was a click.

An entire mountaintop was uprooted by it, and this guy picked up the boulder and threw it towards Hela.

Facing an entire mountain roaring towards him, Hela showed a bloodthirsty smile on her face.
"Ouch!" The giant black wolf lying at her feet suddenly let out a howl, and pounced on the mountain peak that hit Hela with its four claws.

The body of the giant black wolf Fenrir grew rapidly in mid-air. When it pounced in front of the boulder,
Its size was already more terrifying than what was described in Norse mythology. With a wave of its wolf claws, the boulder several hundred meters in size was directly shattered into countless pieces of rubble, which then hit the stone giant named Golem.

"Ow!"

Amidst the smoke and dust flying from the rubble, Fenrir suddenly pounced out and bit the stone giant's neck.

According to the distribution of body organs between Asgardians and Earthlings, Fenrir could bite off the stone giant's throat with one bite.
However, it is still unclear whether this stone giant has a throat. When Fenrir took a bite, his fangs were not clear.

"boom!"

The stone giant slapped Fenrir with his backhand, and the huge stone slap hit Fenrir's body firmly, knocking him over.

Fenrir rolled over and got up again. He shook his head, a bloody light rose from his four claws, and his entire body changed from ink to blood.

Fenrir knelt down, taking a forward posture to attack. The rocks on the ground came into contact with the blood flames on its belly hair, and were instantly corroded into a red mist.

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"Your Majesty, I have your message!" A pair of white wings of holy light condensed from the back of a fat old man wearing a red robe as a bishop and flew out of the spacecraft hatch.

He held up an interstellar communicator and anxiously came to Hela, who was watching the pet fight, and handed the communicator up.

Hela moved her hand, and the communicator in the fat white old man's hand flew into her palm.

Hela pressed the connect button of the communicator, and a three-dimensional projection appeared in front of her.

"Sister Hela, the boss asks you to go back to Daluotian!"

The red queen changed into a beautiful oriental red dress, and even her appearance changed into that of an oriental girl, and she spoke with a smile on her lips.

After seeing Hong, Hela's cold expression softened, as if the ice had melted away.

"whats the matter?"

"The boss said that there is a blood sacrifice ceremony that needs you to host!"

"okay, I get it!"

After the Red Queen gave a Chinese salute to Hela, the phantom image disappeared.

Rumbling--

On the ground, two behemoths were colliding and fighting madly. The earth was shaking. Every time Fenrir pounced,
The claws burning with blood flames can always tear off a piece of the stone giant's body. When it comes into contact with the blood flames, the stone giant's stone body also burns like burning coals.

The stone giant could only shake off the stones from his body. As the rocks that made up his body fell off layer by layer, the stone giant's huge size also continued to shrink.

After Fenrir initially transformed, he was only as high as the stone giant's thigh. Gradually, the two giant beasts became almost the same size.

After two more rounds of confrontation between the two, the stone giant could only look up at Fenrir.

"Hey!"

Fenrir bit the stone giant's shoulder, opened his mouth burning with blood, and tore off an arm from it in an instant.

"Your Majesty, can you please leave this stone giant to our disposal?"

Seeing Fenrir pressing the stone giant under his claws, spitting blood and flames, he was about to dissolve it.

The fat old man mustered up his courage and said to Hela.

"Your Majesty, the existence of this indigenous god can help us spread the word very well. Keeping it will save us at least ten years -"

"Woo--" Fenrir heard the fat white old man's words, and made a whining sound in his throat to protect his food. A pair of blood-colored wolf eyes stared at the fat old man, making him tremble all over.

Although the fat and white old man was afraid of Hela, he had no choice.

As the original Privy Councilor of the Earth Holy See, he is now the person in charge of this area of ​​the Heavenly Faith Propagation Order.

He still has KPI assessments to complete, and his original performance is pretty good among many faith-propagating groups.

But he didn't expect that Hela, the goddess of death, would come to the star field where he was responsible for preaching. This girl seemed to be venting her anger, whether it was the plunderers of the Tang Group, interstellar pirates, or those planets that refused to surrender. Aboriginal, indigenous gods.

As long as it falls into her hands, no one will survive.
Hela's terrifying strength and brutal style have greatly promoted the Tang Group's business development in this star field, but it has had a very bad impact on their missionary work.

As we all know, when it comes to missionary work, it is best to have a stick in one hand and a carrot in the other, but Hela did this.
(Sorry, I originally wanted to make a million dollars today, but as a result, my wife is going to take the intermediate accounting exam tomorrow. She is a little nervous, so she called me and stayed on the phone for two hours. It was delayed, woo woo woo)