Clow Card Magician in Marvel.

Chapter 89 Bewitching

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!" In the sky, a mysterious man wearing Green Goblin armor drove a glider and sped towards Harry.

"Harry!" Peter pushed Harry away, causing the sharp blade in front of the glider to directly penetrate Peter's body.

A trace of blood dripped from the corner of Peter's mouth. He looked at Harry lying on the ground and showed a miserable smile: "Run away, Harry."

"Ah" Harry looked at the mysterious man jumping off the glider in front of him, his legs were too weak to move.

"You really disappoint me Harry." The mysterious man took off the Green Goblin helmet and looked at Harry who was lying on the ground with a disappointed look on his face: "I didn't expect you to be so weak."

Harry raised his head, looked at the familiar thin face under the Green Goblin's helmet, and couldn't help but open his mouth.

"Father."
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"Ah!" In the laboratory late at night, Harry, who was sleeping deeply, suddenly woke up from his sleep.

"Huh-huh-" Harry gasped, recalling everything he had seen in his dream.

In the end, the man wearing the Green Goblin armor he saw in his dream was no one else, but his father, Norman Osborn.

"Fortunately, this was just a dream." Harry sat up from the bed, touched the cold sweat on his forehead, and murmured in a low voice: "I actually dreamed that my father killed Peter. This is really ridiculous. ”

"Why is this ridiculous?" A familiar voice came from behind Harry.

"!" Harry suddenly turned around and saw Norman wearing the Green Goblin armor.

"Why." Harry looked at the smile on Norman's face, and his heart couldn't help but be filled with fear.

"Harry, I'm just helping you clear the obstacles." Norman showed a cold smile towards Harry: "Didn't I tell you before, Peter Parker is your stumbling block."

"No! You are not the father!" Harry reacted suddenly. He walked tremblingly towards the bed: "Father, there is no way that father would say such a thing!"

"Of course I'm not the father." At some point, the man wearing the Green Goblin armor had changed and turned into Harry himself.

"I am you, Harry." Green Goblin Harry walked up to Harry, grabbed his hair and lifted him up from the ground: "Look at how weak you are, you are so weak! "

"Do you really think Peter Parker, Norman Osborn, and Connors are doing this for you?" Green Goblin Harry looked directly into Harry's eyes: "Don't you see that every time you inject Will your body always be a little weaker after taking that damn potion?"

"They are doing experiments on you!" Harry the Green Goblin yelled at Harry: "Don't forget, you are not the only one with genetic diseases!"

"What do you mean?!" Harry looked at the Green Goblin in shock.

"That's right." A cruel smile appeared on Harry the Green Goblin's face: "That old guy Norman Osborn is experimenting on you. He doesn't care about your own life and death for his own sake! "

"Think about it, since you were a child, when has he ever cared about you so meticulously?" Green Goblin Harry whispered in Harry's ear: "Think about it carefully, what is the end of this inexplicable concern?" When did it start?”

"When did it start?" Harry had a look of struggle in his eyes.

"Stop struggling." A smile appeared on the corner of Green Goblin Harry's mouth: "You are just his test subject, a test subject to save his own life!"

"No, it's impossible!" Harry held his head and shook his head crazily.

Green Goblin Harry looked at Harry's gradually falling into madness, and the smile on his lips became more and more crazier. He seemed to be enjoying this feeling very much.

That's right, that's it.

Be afraid! Be confused! Be chaotic!

Above Harry's head, a small porcelain bottle that he could not see was continuously absorbing Harry's negative emotions.

As for Harry the Green Goblin? It's certainly not some Green Goblin Harry.

Its true identity is just a little devil in hell who makes a living by absorbing negative emotions.

When the energy on the earth was in chaos some time ago, the little devil accidentally came to the earth through the cracks in space, and relied on his weak aura to avoid the waves of inspections by the Earth Temple.

Until it discovered the sufficient negative emotions emanating from the laboratory beneath Osborne Industrial, as well as the creator of the negative emotions in front of it. In order to collect Harry's negative emotions, the little devil would every once in a while transform into what he feared most in his nightmares, and then savagely bewitched him in front of Harry.

Although I don't know why, this trick works particularly well for Harry. It can be said that it works every time.

The little devil quietly glanced at the small porcelain bottle on Harry's head.

It's coming soon. As long as the negative emotions in the small porcelain bottle are collected, I can sacrifice them to Lord Mephisto. Then I can become the devil under Lord Mephisto!

"So what are you still hesitating about?" The little devil continued to disguise himself as the Green Goblin Harry, and whispered to Harry: "They obviously have no intention of caring about your life and death. Even so, do you still have something in your heart? Are there any good thoughts that shouldn’t be had?”

"So!" Harry knelt down and murmured softly.

"So." Green Goblin Harry repeated what Harry said.

"Kill them!"×2

The two voices overlapped, and the green light in Harry's eyes became stronger and stronger.

The little devil looked at the filled small porcelain bottle and gently took the small porcelain bottle into his hand.

"Finally, finally gathered!" The excited little devil looked at Harry.

Now, all you need to do is kill this guy as a sacrifice, and then sacrifice the negative emotions in the porcelain bottle to Lord Mephisto! I succeeded!

A sharp blade appeared in the little devil's hand.

"So, we need to make sure measures are taken." The little devil approached Harry and bewitched him: "When they come tomorrow, kill them!"

As the little devil got closer, a dark red magic circle invisible to the naked eye gradually appeared under it and Harry's feet.

"So." The little devil looked at Harry, who was still kneeling on the ground with his head lowered, and the sharp blade in his hand was already raised high.

Swish!

Just as the little devil's sharp blade was stabbing Harry's neck, Harry grabbed the sharp blade in the little devil's hand.

"You want to kill me?!" Harry, whose eyes were glowing green, looked at the little devil in front of him.

"How, how could it be possible?" The little devil felt the severe pain in the hand held by Harry, and a smile appeared on his face: "We are the same person, how could I do this?" What about killing myself?”

"A person?" Harry smiled sarcastically: "Does a poor imitator count as a person?"

The little devil was startled, and the sharp blade appeared again in his other hand, and he stabbed Harry's neck fiercely.

But before the sharp blade of this hand could penetrate Harry's neck, Harry had already torn off the little devil's head.

Green blood sprayed throughout the laboratory, but this made Harry feel so at ease at this moment.

tick-

The negative emotions collected in the porcelain bottle fell like water droplets into the dark red magic circle that Harry could not see at his feet.

Along with the little devil's body, the dark red magic circle began to move rapidly.

In a dimension beyond Earth, the scarlet sky complements the magma-filled ground.

In the palace made of flames, a huge figure sitting on a dark red throne slowly opened his eyes.

He felt the negative emotions contributed by the sacrifice circle, as well as the scene when Harry killed the little devil, an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he praised in a low voice:

"A nice stage play."

(End of this chapter)