The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

The interrogation didn't take much time, after all, Franklin had already asked everything that needed to be asked.

Although Franklin couldn't control all of his abilities, he still had the most basic mind-reading ability. He could ignore the Dark Elf's lies and directly obtain the correct answers from his mind.

Actually, Franklin had an even better method, which was to forcibly invade the Dark Elf's brain. That way, he could know everything, even how many diapers the spy used as a child.

However, that method was a bit too inhumane. There was no need to expend his moral points on something that mind-reading could accomplish.

Yang Le felt proud that Franklin possessed such a strong sense of morality, and then transformed into a Blood Ghoul, using his mental control ability to control the Dark Elf.

The answer he obtained was the same as what Franklin had told him. This Dark Elf knew very little, but Yang Le still managed to extract some useful information.

For example, the Dark Elf before him wasn't just some low-level pawn with no access to the core information. On the contrary, he was actually an elite, a spy who had been specially trained.

Generally speaking, spies like him were all suicide soldiers who regarded death as going home. When he was first captured, he did try to detonate the magic on his body to commit suicide, but Franklin simply waved his hand and erased the magic.

Franklin's casual action shattered the spy's worldview, causing his brain to momentarily crash. You must know that these spies had irreversible suicide magic engraved on their bodies, developed by Malekith.

This magic could be triggered by the spy himself, or detonated by Malekith. Of course, the main point wasn't this inhumane self-destruction magic, but the fact that once triggered, the magic was irreversible.

Even its developer, Malekith, couldn't stop its explosion after it was triggered.

But Franklin did it, and with such ease, as simple as dusting off his clothes.

Later, the spy tried many methods, but none succeeded. At first, Franklin was in the mood to play with him, but later, in order to chat with Medea, he had to use his ability to restrain him.

So the spy became depressed. In front of Franklin, he was as powerless as an ant. Even when he was chosen to become a spy, he never doubted the value of his life. Now, he began to wonder if his life had been a deliberate mistake.

Yang Le was expressionless after learning all this. He didn't feel sorry for the spy; he even wanted to laugh a little.

However, more than the spy's contemplation of life, Yang Le wanted to know some useful information, such as the hammer. Yang Le wanted to know more about the hammer.

However, Malekith was too cautious. He didn't tell the spies too much information. The only clue was that this hammer landed in Midgard in the last century.

Yes, that was the only clue. The specific time was unknown, the specific location was unknown, and the appearance of the hammer was even more unclear.

According to the spy, including the one who was captured, there were a total of five spies he knew of who had been sent to Midgard.

To emphasize again, Malekith was very cautious. The spies he sent were sent to Midgard one by one. At first, these spies didn't know who their companions were, or how many there were.

The reason this spy knew about the other four besides himself was because they had met during missions. After all, sometimes it wasn't suitable to fight alone, and it was unavoidable for the spies to interact with each other.

Yang Le sat in a chair, holding a pad in his hand, which displayed everything he had just learned from the spy, including the information of the other four spies.

Of course, Yang Le didn't believe that these five spies, including the one who was captured, were all the people Malekith had sent. Although Earth wasn't the largest world in the Nine Realms, its planetary area was still quite considerable.

If it were really just these five spies, even if they were given a hundred years, they wouldn't be able to find the hammer. This was countless times more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.

That's why, although the specific number of spies was unknown, the Dark Elves hadn't found the hammer after so many years.

However, Malekith wasn't in a hurry, because most of the humanoid creatures in the Nine Realms, except for humans, were essentially long-lived species. Living for hundreds of years was like humans living for a few years.

Therefore, although the main task was to find the hammer, Malekith had almost never urged them. If it weren't for the regular liaison officers contacting them, the spies would have even thought they had been exiled.

What was initially thought to be a mission with a slim chance of survival turned out to be a cushy job with no time limit and no boss watching. Others didn't know, but at least the captured spy thought so.

Yang Le put the pad in his hand on the table, and rubbed his eyes, which were sore from staring at the electronic screen for a long time. In his opinion, these spies' information wasn't very important, but it was indeed the most useful information they could currently obtain.

Perhaps he should visit these spies one by one, maybe he could find some new discoveries?

Yang Le stood up, deciding to do it. That was his personality. This time, he decided to take action himself.

Looking at the time displayed on the Omnitrix, the sun had set for a while. Now was the time when the wind was high and the moon was dark, perfect for him to take action.

Yang Le stared at the time, thought of his previous experience, and suddenly slapped his thigh, startling Valeria, who was next to him, thinking he was having another mental breakdown.

"I have a plan." The Super Idea King raised his head and chest, and strode away under Valeria's idiotic gaze.

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Gwen walked to the refrigerator. Although Asgardian fruit wine was delicious, she still missed the various drinks of Earth, especially various carbonated drinks.

She really didn't know why anyone would like something like wine, which was spicy and not tasty. Carbonated drinks were better, especially those just taken out of the refrigerator, ice-cold, and perfect for relieving greasiness when eating greasy food.

The thing Gwen liked most about her superpowers was that as long as she didn't binge eat, she wouldn't gain weight.

Humming a popular tune, Gwen reached out to open the refrigerator, but before her hand could touch the refrigerator, the refrigerator door opened first.

Gwen knew that someone had come out of the secret base. Gwen vowed to make Valeria change the location of the secret base's door. Although it was in line with the plot in the movies, it was really too inconvenient.

Accompanied by wisps of cold air, a dark figure walked out from behind the refrigerator door. The tall and strong body, two pointed horns standing up like cat ears, a long cloak, and a huge bat logo on the chest all made Gwen's pupils shrink.

Gwen knew this look. Yang Le and Gwen Stacy had told her a lot about the person wearing this outfit, but logically speaking, this person shouldn't be from here, right?