The Rise of the Lord of Marvel

The big truck still successfully rode his face, Qi Yun waved his hand, released Kai's task, and threw him back to the main god space directly.

After Qi Yun entered this world, the thread on Kai disappeared. It seemed that all the other party could do was to let Qi Yun enter this world by himself.

Looking at the darkness around him, Qi Yun was very calm. At least this place was much better than the void.

"I'm already here, don't you plan to show up?" Qi Yun said.

"You shouldn't have come."

A small child floated in the air and slowly floated out from the darkness, just like a ghost.

"Edogawa Conan?" Qi Yun said in surprise.

It seems that this world is very clear, the detective world of Wannian elementary school students.

"I didn't expect you to know me."

There was no change in Conan's tone, and when he was speaking, Qi Yun found that only his mouth was moving.

Looking closely, Conan's limbs and head are hung by a black silk thread, which looks like a puppet in a stage play.

"You shouldn't have come."

Conan went on to say that he always knew what the man behind the scenes wanted to do, but he just didn't have enough power to change it all.

The words spoken to Kai were actually from Conan's heart, and he was the only one left in the whole world.

And in order to keep Conan in a state of complete despair, Maorilan, Haibara Ai, etc. all died in front of him one by one.

What surprised the mastermind behind the scenes was that despite the tragic deaths of everyone he knew, Conan still did not despair.

He searched hard for all the clues, trying to find the answers and solutions to these things, but unfortunately, before the last person in the world died, Conan still didn't find what he wanted to find.

When Conan found out that he was the only one left in the world, Conan finally fell into despair.

In this state, Conan's own abilities can't be exerted, and he is easily controlled by the puppet line, becoming a puppet that can only speak but can't say what he wants to say.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with me coming here." Qi Yun smiled, sat down with his body backwards, and a chair appeared under him.

"You're so unwise, there's actually time just now." Conan's despair grew even stronger.

Qi Yun smiled back at him. He knew that Conan just wanted to give him time to escape, but he didn't need it. Since he came here and didn't solve this matter, Qi Yun would never give up.

The puppet line began to shake, and Conan's eyes looked at Qi Yun up and down with the puppet line.

"You seem confident, but your expression has already revealed that you are panicking and have no confidence at all."

Conan tries to develop reasoning.

Qi Yun shrugged, "Maybe you're right."

After Qi Yun agreed with Conan's words, countless panics suddenly appeared in his heart. These panics appeared out of thin air, but they were very real.

Shaking his head, Qi Yun accepted the panic and suppressed it with his willpower.

Panic is a normal emotion, and as long as there is a proper way, this emotion will not cause overly exaggerated negative consequences.

Seeing that the skill had no obvious effect, Conan continued to speak.

"You have a lot of power in your body, but you also know that in this huge universe, you are just an ant a little bigger than an ordinary ant."

"Well..." Qi Yun thought for a while, "You seem to be right."

As soon as the voice fell, the chair behind Qi Yun disappeared instantly, and his body shrunk crazily, turning into a big-headed ant.

Qi Yun scratched his head, Conan's strength is quite strong, but that's not enough.

The power of the Lord God poured out from Qi Yun's body and turned into a big-headed ant. He is still a Lord God, and this will not change.

The black color of the puppet line suddenly disappeared, and these black energies rushed into Conan's mind.

Black lines like spider webs appeared on Conan's face, and with this decoration, Conan became very scary.

"Do you think you are a qualified Lord God? You don't have strong strength, nor tenacity, and you are even unwilling to face some sacrifices. Compared with the identity of Lord God, you are more like an ordinary person."

"Oh, if you talk like that, I'm going to talk to you."

Qi Yun flew to the front of Conan's eyes and stopped there.

"Strength can be exercised, and will can be tempered. As for unwillingness to sacrifice, I have never felt that the Lord God must lose people's empathy. Even if it must be lost in the end, it is my choice, not the Lord God. Standards, what’s more, the Lord God has never had standards.”

Qi Yun said, "The main god space must be cruel is just the inherent impression in most people's hearts. I don't plan to build a cruel main god space."

When Conan listened to Qi Yun's words, the black lines on his face began to run wild. Qi Yun's words did not follow the routine at all, disrupting the process of his reasoning and deceiving.

And Conan himself felt that what Qi Yun said was quite right.

After a long silence, Conan gave an answer.

"Maybe you have a point, but as an idealist, who needs all kinds of training to grow, what's the difference between you and ordinary people?"

"Oh, you misunderstood, I didn't say I'm not an ordinary person." Qi Yun continued, "I always feel that I am quite ordinary."

After the words were spoken, the dark environment and painting style changed instantly. The black line was surprised that Qi Yun would admit Conan's words so easily.

"As an ordinary person, you will die in various accidents, such as car accidents, such as electric shocks, such as plane crashes, such as meteorite impacts..."

"Wait, wait, other than the first two, what you said doesn't seem like an accident that most ordinary people can encounter."