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Chapter 167 Devouring and Digesting
"A fanatic?"

Natasha frowned slightly upon hearing this, "Do you have to be a fanatic of God to summon an angel?"

Ayrin sneered and said, "Otherwise, do you think anyone can summon an angel? Is that God really as merciful as it is recorded in the Bible? Anyone who summons an angel will be sent to help. It's really so easy to teleport across boundaries! "

Hearing Ayrin's slander against God.

Natasha, who was not a believer in God, did not express any opinion on this.

Instead, he nodded thoughtfully after listening.

If it was really what Ayrin said, everything would be much more reasonable.

otherwise.

Except for the miracle that the seraph appeared just now.

For so many years, there will not be any records of angels descending in S.H.I.E.L.D.

but.

If that's the case, then who was it that summoned the Seraphim in Harlem just now?

Could it be that the big figures in Catholicism or Christianity, like those people mentioned by Ayrin, predicted the disaster coming from the devil, and then rushed to New York on purpose, summoned a seraph, and saved the world?
In this case, after I go back, I can ask the bureau to check the religious figures who recently appeared in New York to see if they can find some clues.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the mysterious person who summoned the seraph was a native of New York.

But in that way, the scope of investigation will be larger.

Thinking of this, Natasha's eyes turned to Ayrin unconsciously.

Although Ayrin was still slandering God in the last second, it seemed that he had nothing to do with the fanatics of God.

But for some reason, Natasha always felt that the existence that summoned the seraph in Harlem had something to do with Ayrin.

Of course, Natasha had no evidence.

Just a pure intuition.

Looking at Natasha with flickering eyes.

Ayrin sighed slightly in his heart.

Still not convinced?

How the hell did she figure it out on me?Is a woman's intuition really so terrible?

next second.

Ailin's star-like pupils instantly turned deep, becoming incomparably deep.

When Natasha, who had been staring at Ayrin, met these eyes.

The mind of the whole person seemed to be sucked into the incomparably deep bottomless abyss in an instant.

at the same time.

At some point, the psychic force field pervading from Aston Martin was constantly invading Natasha's mind, cooperating with Ayrin to modify Natasha's spiritual cognition.

Ayrin had experienced hypnotic failures several times.

This time, no spiritual imprint was planted deep in Natasha's heart.

He just slightly changed Natasha's thoughts, and grafted her doubts about herself onto a certain important figure in the Holy See.

The possibility of a certain important person in the Holy See summoning a seraph is much more reliable than the guess that Ayrin summoned a seraph.

therefore.

Even if Natasha broke free from her hypnosis like Norman Osborn or Bucky the Winter Soldier, she wouldn't feel too strange about her thoughts at the moment.

He would never have guessed that it was Ayrin who had hypnotized her.

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ten minutes later.

Outside a certain old apartment, Natasha, who got off Aylin's Aston Martin, lay on the car window and said to Aylin: "Thanks, if the information you provided is true, then I will soon have someone sort out information about weird events around the world during this time."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Ayrin's response.

Natasha took a sexy step.

He opened the door of an apartment on the side of the road.

Howard Apartments!
Looking at the conspicuous sign on the door of the apartment, a deep meaning flashed in his eyes, and then he drove back to Chinatown directly.

The USB flash drive I gave to Natasha was based on the clown avatar that Aylin took out from Hydra's base, brought out some of the only remaining information, after Aylin's deletion and selection, and then handed it over to Natasha.

Although there are not many Hydra agents in that list.

But as long as Nick Fury's ability is not so useless, if you dig deeper, you can always find some clues of Hydra.

Then there's Nick Fry's suspicious character.

Next, there will definitely be a fierce pursuit of Hydra.

At that time, S.H.I.E.L.D., Hydra was in a mess, and it was convenient for Ayrin to get chestnuts out of the fire.

Then get your revenge.

Let Hydra know how serious the consequences of provoking him are.

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Aylin, who was driving while thinking, kept looking at the [magician's ring] on his ring finger out of the corner of his eye.

Originally, Ayrin thought that this [Magician's Ring] with its own magician's inheritance was different from those taboo items or supernatural items with serious side effects.

It is an extraordinary prop with no side effects.

But I didn't expect that I still paid by mistake.

[Magician's Ring] is not without side effects, but its side effects are not easy to detect, and are so weak that they are easily overlooked.

If it weren't for his spiritual cultivation to be promoted to the level of "entering concentration".

I'm afraid that until now, he didn't know that his recent actions had been unknowingly influenced by the [Magician's Ring].

The side effects of [Magician's Ring] are not serious, it's just a slight accumulation of desire for performance.

After carrying the [Magician's Ring], it will unconsciously make the host desire to perform in front of others.

As a magician who wants to get attention from others, it is not surprising that he is prone to a desire to perform and crave attention from others.

I visited Helen before, disguised the primary holy light treatment as magic, and healed Helen's wounds. I guess I was also affected by this desire to express.

Not long ago, I stood on the rooftop and summoned seraphs, which was also inseparable from this desire for performance.

Otherwise, with Ayrin's personality, he could have been a little more secure, hiding in the dark and summoning the seraph.

In that case, Ayrin reckoned that even Tony Stark wouldn't be able to discover his identity.

Ok.

Besides.

The little magic that I transformed the silver USB flash drive into Natasha's chest just now is also related to this desire to express myself.

He swears.

I really just wanted to perform a little magic just now, and then get Natasha's shock.

The ghost knows that Natasha took it as her molesting her.

Gently rubbing the ring on his hand with his thumb, Ayrin hesitated for a while, but in the end he still didn't take off the [magician's ring].

"Forget it, just act as a magician in advance!"

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After returning to Chinatown.

After Aylin parked the Aston Martin in the parking lot, he turned around and returned to his home.

At this time, in the basement of Aylin's house, in a small cold storage built with the laboratory, there was the huge corpse of Hate.

And the seraph who transported the disgusting corpse to his home had long since disappeared into countless light spots due to time constraints.

Aylin came to the outside of the cold storage in the basement, looked at the disgusting corpse in the cold storage, patted the head of the mob following him lightly, and asked the mob:
"This disgusting corpse should have some special powers, do you want to devour it?"

The abomination is an inferior version of the super serum potion, a monster born from Hulk's blood.

Although his potential is definitely not as strong as Hulk.

But being able to suppress the Hulk in the early stage, it is obvious that the body of the abomination also has a lot of secrets.

If the little monsters can obtain that special power after devouring the hatred, they might also gain a lot of benefits.

Rather than exchanging the loathsome corpse with the balance of fate, Ayrin would rather let the mobs devour the corpse.

After all, Ayrin couldn't guess what the abominable corpse could be exchanged for.

What if the corpse of the abomination is worthless on the scale of fate?
The little monster who kept tipping his head and enjoying the master's touch, after hearing what the master said, glanced at the huge broken corpse in the cold storage that hated it.

He opened his mouth immediately and let out a crisp "click!" sound.

After the seraphim appeared with the disgusting corpse, the mobs "smelled" the unique scent emanating from the flesh and blood, luring it to salivate.

It seems that this flesh and blood body contains a unique power that is constantly attracting it.

only.

Before getting the master's permission, no matter how fragrant the smell of hatred was, the little monster never thought of hatred.

Even the blood dripping from Hate's body, the mob specially used a glass bottle to collect it, waiting for Ayrin's disposal.

But at this time, after hearing that the master was actually planning to bestow hatred on him, the little monster exuding joy jumped up happily, then quickly stretched out his big wet tongue, and licked it at Ayrin's hand .

"Don't lick, don't lick..."

"You bastard's tongue is full of saliva, don't wipe my hands..."

With great difficulty, he stuffed the little monster's big, dripping tongue back behind the lid of the trash can.

Aylin, whose sleeves were covered with mob saliva, glared at his "dog" angrily, then walked to the sink beside him, and cleaned up the sticky liquid from his hands.

The moment Ayrin turned around.

A huge mouth of the abyss that almost filled the entire cold storage disappeared in a flash.

In the cold storage, hating the broken and huge corpse, it disappeared in an instant.

Even the glass bottle containing the blood dripping from before the abomination was licked clean by the mobs.

At this time.

Aylin, who was cleaning up the wet liquid on his hands with his back to the mobs, said suddenly.

"After eating, remember to brush your teeth. By the way, little monster, clean the cold storage as well. Remember to clean it up. I hate that look. It's disgusting. I always feel that the cold storage has become unclean after letting go of that guy's body. !"

"Crack it!"

After hearing Ayrin's order.

A red light flashed over the mob.

Immediately.

The wall in the cold storage quickly squirmed.

Immediately afterwards, the four shower heads that should have appeared in the bathroom drilled out of the top of the cold storage wall, and then sprayed water droplets into the cold storage to their heart's content.

At the same time, clean and tidy towels were consciously smeared with cleaning agent, and began to wipe every corner of the cold storage.

There are two mops on the floor, with water droplets and cleaning agent, cleaning the floor of the cold storage back and forth.

After washing the cold storage, the sewage quickly flowed into the sewer along the several grooves that suddenly appeared on the edge of the cold storage.

After doing all this.

The little monster grunted and ran to the huge pool specially built for him, and brushed his "teeth".

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After washing the sticky saliva on my hands.

Aylin looked at the mob who ran to brush his teeth, and under the control of the mob, seemed to come alive, spontaneously cleaned all kinds of cleaning tools in the cold storage, and smiled silently.

After the mobs were born.

Not only did I have one more pet who could accompany me and would never betray me, I even never cleaned the hygiene at home again.

This feeling of not having to clean up.

It's really...comfortable!
Just when Ayrin was feeling emotional.

Ayrin suddenly noticed a light yellow halo on the little monster who was brushing his teeth.

Immediately afterwards, this pale yellow halo quickly spread throughout the entire house.

Under the spread of this halo, Ayrin found that there seemed to be a light yellow texture in the walls and floors of this house.

"This is······"

Seeing this sudden change, Ayrin stepped forward in some surprise, and stroked the wall and floor with his hands.

When Aylin stroked the wall, the little monster who quickly "finished brushing his teeth" jumped to Aylin's side excitedly.

The big mouth kept making "click, click!" sound, as if expressing his joy, and seemed to be talking about something.

And Aylin, whose mind had been promoted to the state of sedation, found that he seemed to be able to understand the cries of some mobs now.

Caressing the little monster's bare head, Ayrin said with some uncertainty:
"You mean, after you devoured and absorbed a certain power in the body of the abomination just now, you obtained a strange ability, and your body became much tougher, right?"

Seeing that the master understood his words, the mob happily let out the sound of "Crack, click!"

Then that big head kept clicking.

Tough!

Hate's skin is invulnerable, even heavy machine gun fire and rocket bombardment can't penetrate his skin defense.

Could it be that the tenacity acquired by the mobs came from here?

thought here.

Ayrin asked the mob to take out the pistol, submachine gun and sniper rifle activated by it, and started experimenting with its transformed wall.

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After some testing.

Ayrin found that the defense of the mobs had indeed become much stronger now.

The wall that had already been activated by it became even more tough as if it had been coated with a film.

Bullets from pistols and submachine guns shot at the wall, unable to penetrate the defense directly.

Although the bullet of the sniper rifle can sink into a pit in the wall, it will also be bounced out by the invisible membrane.

"good."

After feeling that the defense power of the mobs has become much stronger.

A smile appeared on Ayrin's face.

As their reserved base camp, the higher the defense of the mobs, the better.

In that case, don't say anything else.

At least when sleeping here, Ayrin can sleep a little more peacefully.

Just when the happy little monster kept taking its big head and rubbing against Ayrin's body.

A golden ball suddenly rolled out of Ayrin's pocket.

(End of this chapter)