New York, located in the northeastern part of the Atlantic coast of the United States, consists of five districts: Manhattan, Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens, and Staten Island, which is a bustling metropolis known all over the world.

It symbolizes wealth, freedom, and the charm of modernity beyond the limits, and has the cute nickname of "The Big Apple".

Of course, New York is also home to a myriad of geniuses, criminals, maniacs, superheroes and supervillains.

New York University, a private research university, has its main campus in Manhattan, New York, with Washington Square as the heart of the school, radiating outward, and the other campus concentrated in Downtown Brooklyn, almost integrating the entire university with the whole of New York City.

“...... When students hear the word "theology", they will shy away from it, believing that "theology" is a profound and complex study, which is not something that ordinary people can understand. There are also those who think that 'theology' is just a theory and empty talk, and that it is not helpful for the actual godly life. Others believe that 'theology' will only make people arrogant, turning the burning fire of God in the hearts of believers into dead knowledge in their minds, and not only will not make believers grow spiritually, but will make people cold towards God's heart. These statements seem to be very reasonable, but in fact, they are inevitably generalized and biased......"

"Literally, 'theology' is the 'learning' of 'God,' which in turn can be interpreted as knowledge. So 'theology' is the knowledge of God, including God's attributes, God's works, and God's relationship with the universe and human beings. Everyone in the world has the ability to think, that is to say, everyone has some knowledge to a greater or lesser extent. Some basic knowledge is innate, some knowledge can be gained through experience and learning, but human beings are born with the basic knowledge of God, the idea that there is a God in the universe. Although some people pay lip service to the denial of the existence of God, this idea is deeply embedded in everyone's heart......"

"Usually the feelings and trust between people are directly proportional to the degree of mutual understanding, in the face of an ignorant person, we are not easy to have feelings, of course, not to mention trust. On the contrary, we have feelings and trust for our relatives and friends because we know them, and the more we know them, the greater our feelings and trust for them. The same is true of our knowledge of God. It is natural that we cannot trust God with all our hearts, but the more we have theological knowledge, the deeper our understanding of God will be, and the more steadfast and lasting our zeal and trust in God will be. Otherwise, blind faith, as soon as it is tested, faith will immediately collapse and disintegrate......"

Jingle bells! Jingle bells!

"Okay, after class, I hope you can go back and do a survey according to the divided group, Egypt is a mysterious and magical place, and it will be very helpful to explore everything in it, including historical biographies, myths and legends, heroic stories, etc."

"Professor, Professor, Professor Seth, please wait a minute."

Hearing the young shouts of the students behind him, the figure at the front of the corridor who was about to leave stopped and turned around.

A middle-aged man, with short pale blonde hair, some crystal light blue pupils, deep and spirited, hands in pockets, books and documents are sandwiched between arms, slender and tall but not rough, with a high nose bridge, beard on the lips, a mature khaki slim windbreaker, between gestures, with a British aristocratic gentlemanly demeanor, wearing a light blue pinstripe shirt inside, the neckline is slightly open, revealing wheat-colored skin, neat and clean English pinstripe shirt, showing his rigorous style, Just the right amount to show off his perfect figure. There is no tie, but a delicate pale gold ring around the neck, which brings out an air of mystery.

He is Ben Jael Seth, the inheritor who has awakened from the court of Fevintel.

"Misha-san, do you have anything else?" Ben Jie looked kindly at the female students chasing after him, and said with a smile.

The schoolgirl Misha panted and ran up to Bengel, bent over, her face slightly red, and she had a page in her hand, which should have been torn from her notebook.

"Professor, I, I want to ask these questions, I didn't find the answers in the materials, can you, can you wait for some time, and send them to my mailbox after answering."

Ben Jay was stunned, smiled and took the paper, and watched Misha return to the classroom without hurry, and then left the hallway and walked to the school parking lot to prepare to drive out of the school.

Night.

New York.

Fifth Avenue.

Bengel drove back to his villa in a Mercedes-AMG, parked the car, pulled out his villa keys, and headed for the door.

Walked to the door, inserted the key, and the door opened, but Bengel did not step inside, he lowered his hand to push the door.

"Come out, when are you coming?"

No one responded.

Ben Jay was silent for a while, then waved his hand helplessly, "Sharon, when did you come over and not take care of your captain?" ”

At the corner of the villa, a capable woman in a suit walked out, with long golden wavy hair, and a very modern appearance, giving the impression of being strong-willed.

Sharon Carter, the niece of Captain America's long-awaited girlfriend Peggy Carter, S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, and Bengel's first friend after coming to the United States. As for how the two met, this is another story.

"Hey, Ben Jack, you're still the same, keenly perceptive, captain, he has a mission, and I came to you to ask about something." Sharon looked at Bengel and said with a smile.

"Say, I'll see if I can help you solve it, if you solve it, will there be any bonuses or something!"

Sharon glanced at Bengel and rolled her eyes to speak.

"You ......"

"Wait a minute!"

"What's wrong, Bengel?"

"Sharon, you've been stalked, have you been on any mission lately?"

Sharon's face froze, and she looked around to reconnoitre, and took out a pistol from her bosom and began to be on guard. "No, no, I've already started to turn to civilian work."

"It's coming!"

Sharon looked in the direction Bengel was pointing, and it was pitch black, and there was no movement.

Gradually, several figures stepped out of the shadows, and finally out came a dozen burly men with vigorous hair, all wearing tank tops and short sleeves, and their exposed right arms all bearing the same tattoo stamps, half a wolf's head and a paw print.

"It's the Beta werewolves of the Hall family, they are the largest werewolf family in San Diego, and the captain's mission is related to the top of them. Be careful, they are a purebred werewolf family, and there must be alpha francs coming. Sharon tilted her head to remind Bengel.

Ben Jie nodded slightly, but his expression was not solemn, and his relaxed appearance made Sharon beside him speechless.

"Hall Family ......"

Whew!!

The stout men let out a wolf roar and began to transform into werewolves, briefly beginning to release the violence and anger in their blood, full of wildness.

Oh!!!

The wolves roared like thunder, and then they all strained their lower limbs, like rhinoceros running wildly, and rushed straight at Bengel and Sharon.

"Fortunately, I bought this villa as a private manor near it, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to finish it." Bengel muttered softly, ignoring the resentful look in Sharon's eyes behind him.

"Sharon, be careful yourself."

"Are you sure you can handle it? Bengel"

"The puppy has come to someone else's territory, so it should be reported."

"OK, look at you!" With that, Sharon leaned against the corner of the wall, his arms folded in front of his chest, and of course, his solemn expression, his tense body, and the special pistol in his hand showed that he had not let his guard down.

Ben Jie slowly walked to his car, opened the co-pilot's door, took out a short stick, grabbed both sides of the stick with both hands, and twisted it slightly, the short stick turned into a half-height short spear, the lower end of the handle is an iron sharp tail, the tip of the spear and the edge of the spear are sharp, and the original golden spear body has become dark blue at this time.

Looking at the wolves spreading to the ground in the wind that came rushing wildly, Bengel grinned and smiled.

"With a wolf's head, do you really think you're a dog's head?"

Then the center of gravity of Bengel's body sank slightly, his knees exerted force, and he began to run forward, holding the spear's right arm at the moment of contact between the two rose sharply, and the spear body smashed heavily on the chest of the first beta wolf, the werewolf's sternum was shattered, and the right lung was torn into its chest, and the other hand grabbed a werewolf who was approaching, and smashed it on the ground slightly, and the sudden burst of muscle power made the ground burst into a hole, and in an instant, the powerful fluctuations were confined in a range, and the bones were gone.

The next moment, turning his right arm, the short spear in his hand moving in a circular motion with the arm, accompanied by a sprint and whirlwind, Benjar carried out a brutal harvest.

"Damn humans, roar!"

A figure that was obviously different from ordinary werewolves rushed out, baring its teeth and slaughtering, blocking Bengel's progress.

"Be careful, that's the ...... in the lead," Sharon's voice came.

Benjar quickly threw away the short spear in his hand, and an arm suddenly stretched out from the rain of blood, as if it had come out of the earth, containing terrifying power, and gently pushed it on the figure's chin, making a sound of bones shattering. Bengel looked at the target he was hitting.

A werewolf who is not outstanding in stature, but under Bengel's perception, the vitality contained in his body is dozens of times that of those guys he killed before.

In an instant, a tidal wave of power rushed down his jaw into his skull, blasting in the werewolf's ears like a furious uppercut, using his jaw as a fulcrum to send his body out of the earth and into the air. However, it was not over, as his body lifted upwards and his legs lifted off the ground, the other palm stretched out and slammed into his ankle. The force of the pull caused the werewolf in mid-air to lose its balance, and then its body fell to the ground in mid-air with the wave of Bengel's arm, and in his roar, Bengel was smashed to the ground, and then Bengel's right foot suddenly lifted, vowing to crush steel and trample down.

Jump!!!

Bah!!

“...... Erfa Werewolf ......"

Lifting his feet and turning his head, Bengel looked at Sharon, "What did you say?" ”

Sharon looked at Bengel, then at the bones at his feet, was silent for a while, and said, "Uh, no, it's nothing......"

"Oh!"

Turning his head, he looked at the leaderless beta werewolves who were in a riot.

"Roll !!"