Chapter 174 Khammedin is the man who bears the blame
The little spider walks through London, and the lone boy walks through the streets of London, which is literally saying to the knife-wielding thugs who can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys - I am a good bully!
But spiders are not easy to bully, and the best hobby of New York City's good neighbors is to tie up gangsters with spider silk.
When Peter didn't get superpowers, he was a second-rate young man in Queens, and the most indispensable thing in his life was this kind of third-rate gangster, and in the early days of gaining powers, the little spider always echoed in the streets and alleys, preventing some violent incidents such as robbery with knives and robbery of convenience stores with guns.
Compared to heroes like Stark, Spider lacks the ability to confront evil big-tech entrepreneurs, up-and-coming or established capitalists, evil organizations like Hydra, and agents of various countries.
Most of the time, before he joined the Aegis and the Avengers, he was dealing with some ...... Down-and-out scientists as well as gangsters and criminal, violent organizations.
In general, it is very closely integrated with the reality of the people at the bottom and lacks the coercion of the big scene.
"London is all right......" When the little spider had finished tying up the sixth thug who tried to rob him with a knife, he was not surprised to find the Prophet leaning against the wall at the mouth of the alley, leaning his head against the wall, half of her face covered by burgundy hair, and she said, "Great Britain has colonized the whole world for five hundred years. But in their heyday, they never let the colony's low-quality population into London. β
"So you don't see the Indian turbaned servants, the Arabs and the blacks, and the gypsies who live in the caravan and talk like they have a kiba in their mouths. There are just doctors and university professors in India, rich Arabs...... If you were in France, for example, in Paris, the people mentioned above would wander the streets from the Champs-ΓlysΓ©es to the Bastille, and at the same time make the 'smell' of Paris! β
"The smell of human urine...... French perfumes were meant to cover up these things back then, and they are the same today. β
"I have to say that although there is now a Shinrikyo mayor in London, the old colonists of the British Empire have not lost their style after all, they at least know how to refuse immigration!"
"You should remind me of what a scumbag the person I'm going to see today!" The little spider complained.
"I reminded you...... You have to choose him, I said I know a lot of magic masters who far outweigh him. The Prophet approached the frightened London thug trapped in the wall by spider silk and looked at him earnestly: "He's lucky...... It was supposed to be three years before he would have been sent to a felony prison for causing a serious injury during a robbery...... Now it doesn't seem to be going to happen! β
The little spider said happily, "Really? That's why I'm doing it! β
He raised his left hand, which was wearing a crimson glove, and the mechanical glove looked so cool - at least that's what the thugs thought, and they were trying to get their hands on it - and it was now hanging on the walls and roof!
"On the other hand......" the Prophet pulled back the subject, "I feel the need to separate you from that thing for a moment, when it is in you, it makes your fate seem vague, and I can see it more clearly without me." β
"Now it seems...... The result of your destruction of the world has nothing to do with that thing. The prophet gave the little spider a serious look.
"And, that thing is a nuisance right now." The Prophet tilted his head: "What you have done with it in the Metropolis is so big that it has attracted the attention of many people, and now it is a temptation to watch!" Seriously, none of those guys who study magic haven't made a mess of their lives, but they are more superstitious about magical cheating. β
"They thought the prophet was powerful? In fact, they have caused too much trouble themselves. You only need to borrow a small 'cost' from their misuse of magic, a clever lever, to warp their lives and smash them to pieces. We can easily control their desires...... Because no one who learns magic is pure and wise enough, such people will not learn magic at all. Magic is lust and ambition! β
"Do you know what it means to be so pathetic, to ruin their lives, to hurt their loved ones, and to be superstitious about cheating?" The prophet asked rhetorically.
"They might have a lot of regrets?" The little spider seems to have come to some understanding.
"More than some! They have countless mistakes that they want to remedy, and there are past events that make their hearts, liver, spleen and lungs cramp when they think of it, and they can't wait to tear them down...... Now they know that there is a cheat called the Regret Pill...... Do you guess they're going to go crazy? The Prophet smiled maliciously, "Some people think that they have deceived a treasure, but in fact...... That's a bomb! β
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Lady Shangdu is the strongest divination witch in the world, the blood of the ancient people has given her the ability to predict the future, it is rumored in the wizarding world that Lady Shangdu was once one of the candidates for the prophet, and some people say that in addition to not having the identity of a prophet, her prophetic ability is not inferior to that of a prophet, but only Lady Shangdu herself knows - prophets are monsters!
The first prophet is omniscient and omnipotent, the second prophet chooses for the world, and the third prophet reads the file and repeats it.
These three monsters are the true pinnacle of the mysterious world, and they guard an ultimate secret, a secret about the destruction of the world, an organization built around the three of them, the World Security Council as their minions.
Why Madame Shangdu knew so well - of course it was because she was one of them.
She is a member of the World Security Council, although after leaving the headquarters, she does not remember anything!
ββ¦β¦ You have to think clearly, Grace! It's not something you can move! Mrs. Shangdu warned the blonde in front of her, "That thing is very dangerous...... More dangerous than you can imagine. β
"Let her come out and talk to you!" Muen's attitude was very firm.
"Witch!" Under his right hand on the table, a slender and strange palm with black nails suddenly stretched out, and their fingers interlaced, and then Muen gently flipped his palm, and the whole person changed into a painting style...... She turned into a dark-haired, green-eyed witch - the same as the Lady Shangdu in front of her.
"Help me...... You owe it to me! The witch tilted her head, half pleading, half threatening.
Madame Shangdu sighed, she was not going to tell the witch, but when she was divining just now, she seemed to notice that something had changed, and that thing had fallen into the hands of someone who was completely unexpected, and it seemed to be ...... Specially used to carry the pot?
So Mrs. Shangdu changed her mind, now that the prophet has appointed this person to take the blame. Then don't hurry up and shake the pot, what are you still struggling with?
"What you want, it's in Konstantin's ......hands now," Madame Shangdu slowly took out the dried corpse of a red-breasted robin that was perched on a dry rose branch from her side, and she lowered her head and kissed the top of the red-breasted robin's withered head, and the red-breasted robin came alive between breaths, flying up and down the back of Madame Shangdu's hand.
Lady Shangdu handed the red-breasted robin to the witch and let it fly over the witch's shoulder.
"This red-breasted robin will lead you to John's...... Watch out for the Cold Flame Church, they're looking for him too, you're just one step ahead of them! β