The strong, alert man of the Central Asian wolf fell to the ground.

The white brain tissue that bursts out of the back of the brain and the blood grinds together into a semi-solid substance that feels like a mixture of fluid and particulate matter.

Luo Shen swallowed the bacon that had not been chewed in his mouth and put down his fingers.

"I didn't expect the godhead of the Faeron World to be usable." After he said something to himself, with a wave of his little hand, with the consumption of a little divine power, a 'soul imprisonment' was used from his hand, imprisoning Hamza's soul.

Just as he turned to leave, a figure suddenly fell from above him.

“？！！”

"Hey, kid, this isn't the scene you should be watching!" The person who came blocked Luo Shen's sight with his body, turned around and said to Luo Shen.

“Spider Man？ (Spider-Man)" Roshen said, looking at Spider-Man in front of him.

"Hehe, it's me! Brave little friend, do you want an autograph? Peter Parker, dressed in a red-and-blue bodysuit embroidered with cobwebs, and a mask on his head, spoke in a brisk tone.

Peter, who has already started his chivalry in New York as Spider-Man, is no longer the little chick he was at the beginning. Therefore, the "brain-opening" corpse in front of him did not make him lose his temper, and he was even more worried about the psychological damage that the cute little boy in front of him would suffer because of this terrifying scene.

"Signature?" Luo Shen tilted his head and said in unaccented English that he had been using since he came to the Marvel world: "No, you can't eat it." ”

Spider-Man: "......"

……

The brief chance encounter with Spider-Man did not affect Roshen's follow-up.

He didn't have time to get involved in this little bug.

After all, from Luo Shen's standpoint, the most important thing in front of him is to get in touch with the body as soon as possible. Otherwise, judging from the urine nature of his body cells, which is chaotic except for phagocytosis...... Connecting every night for one day may cause irreversible consequences.

If only it swallowed some planets inhabited by intelligent civilizations.

But what if something is "born" again in those chaotic and evil pieces of flesh...... That's obviously not good.

After using a spell to torture Hamza's soul, Luo Shen was satisfied with swallowing this small ball of soul energy into his stomach, which became his new energy reserve.

From Hamza, he was satisfied with a deity about the gods that the Central Asians believed in.

However, as a young evil god who had inherited the inheritance memories shared by a large number of evil gods in the heavens and all worlds, and the true god of the weak divine power of the Faeron world, Luo Shen could easily distinguish the weak nature of his stubble from the actions of this guy who called himself "God of Desert and Fire", "God of Black Storm", and "The Only True God in the World".

His teachings cause believers to constantly attack those who do not believe in him, he binds all aspects of human normal life through feudal scriptures and makes them a means of attacking others, he preaches peace and confuses the majority of people, and on the other hand, he quietly encourages believers to have children, run businesses, buy real estate, and embezzle more social resources, and then write a doctrine in the highest doctrine that one day all unbelievers will be killed......

Obviously.

This is a cunning cult that survives in the cracks of the times, both barbaric and cunning. It is a completely new sect that is completely different from the four orthodox religions of the world, but takes the essence of its development.

Originally.

Such a religion, no matter how aggressive its teachings may be, has absolutely no chance of developing in Central Asia, which is the mainstream of the AL sect.

But here's the problem......

Unlike the "ancient gods" in the Marvel universe that no longer exist or have migrated out of Earth - this "god of desert and fire" that has only recently appeared seems to really exist somewhere in Central Asia!!

Hamza is one such believer who has seen the "true God" and is converted.

From Hamza's memory, Roshen learned about religious ceremonies he had attended in a mountain village in Afghanistan.

With Luo Shen's knowledge, he certainly wouldn't waste any energy on religious ceremonies that implicitly fit in with human psychology, sociology, brainwashing, and pyramid schemes.

But Hamza, who had never seen those routines, was clearly obsessed with them.

Indulge in those resonances with everyone.

Obsessed with finding a home in a lost life.

Indulge in the magical effect of a temple candle in the darkness that actually has a hallucinogenic effect.

But most importantly......

The moment when Hamza was touched above his head by the man who called himself "Dasura" and gained transcendent powers after a burst of flaming red light poured into his body.

Noon.

Somewhere in Manhattan, New York, in an alley between an old apartment building and a laundry.

The corners of Luo Shen's mouth were raised, his beautiful eyes were bent into a beautiful crescent moon, and in the sun, in the eyes of the clearest lake in the world, something lurking in the deep water, like a tumbling billions of tentacles, squirmed there......

……

Lydia is dead.

But neither anyone else nor herself knew.

Rather than go straight home from school, Lydia wanders around Manhattan and is attracted by the strange sounds of the alley between an old apartment building and a laundromat...... She was already dead.

But this moment is not clear to everyone.

Even Lydia herself was only drawn by the cry of annoyance of a child in the alley, which resembled a large chunk of air being suddenly sucked away.

She turned the corner and saw a beautiful little boy who had fallen to the ground covered in blood than anyone she had seen in her sixteen years of life.

"Ah——! Are you okay! Lydia ran over.

The boy lay on the ground and did not move.

He looked at the sky and felt that his tone was somewhat leisurely: "Ah...... Can't you go too far? ”

It took two seconds for him to seem to see Lydia, and his blue eyes rolled to look at Lydia.

Because of the light in the alley, at this moment Lydia could clearly see her figure reflected in the little boy's eyes like a reflection on the surface of the blue lake.

It's a beautiful, East-meets-West face.

She has both beautiful blue eyes that not all Westerners have, as well as the delicate and beautiful face of an Oriental, and her delicate white porcelain-like skin and a slight dominance between her eyebrows make her look very lovely.

But somehow.

Lydia was a little strange to find the boy covered in blood, and slowly ...... drooling......

“？” Lydia was a little worried about whether the boy had fallen on his head.

"Are you hungry? Why don't I take you to the doctor for a bite to eat? ”

The boy's saliva slowly sucked back.

He rolled over and sat up: "Let's go." ”