New York, Cemetery.

The cemetery is always such a place - quiet and eerie, especially in the dark night, as if the smell of death is everywhere. Walking among the tombstones, you will always have the illusion that there is a constant yin wind blowing on the back of your neck, as if there are countless wandering spirits walking around you, which makes people uneasy.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Eric asked as Tony landed on the field, "I know it's a bit difficult for you. ”

"But it's important." Tony said, striding past the rows of tombstones, "Whether or not the thing in that Iron Overlord armor is bluffing, we just need to see if it's a show." ”

Although Tony didn't admit it, Eric knew that the appearance of the zombie suspected of being Obadiah Stan had a big impact on his heart. It was the first enemy that Iron Man had defeated since his debut, and he never mentioned it, but in his heart he never forgot about Obadai.

He had to go and make sure.

After the two walked on the hill for a moment, Tony stopped. Eric followed his gaze to a collapsed tombstone, the earth had been gouged open for days, and the lid of the coffin below had been shattered and empty.

Obadiah Stan's body is missing.

The two stared at the empty coffin underground, and after a long silence, Tony suddenly spoke: "Does this have anything to do with the big thing you said you suspected?" ”

"As it stands, it probably is." "But further confirmation may be needed...... Has Thor been on Earth lately? ”

"It should be there." Tony said, "I can reach him, what's wrong?" ”

"We'll need to ask him for a favor." Eric said solemnly, "Let's go to the underworld." ”

Seaside City, late at night.

As long as you are a person of right mind, you will instinctively feel afraid of the cemetery in the middle of the night, but there is always something strange and different in the world. At that moment, a man with a hateful face, wrapped in a black leotard and wearing a cross-sectional helmet, curled up and lying on his side in a tomb in the Seaside City cemetery. Beneath him lay countless mutilated human bones, and in his hands he held rotten and abominable bones.

The rain poured down, crackling down in the stagnant water of the pothole, and some of the lighter broken bones were suspended by buoyancy. The man pressed his forehead against the skull, and smiled almost happily at the black hole in his eyes.

There is a different life after death. Buried in the cold, damp earth, all you can hear is the sobbing of your body, and all you can see is the endless darkness beneath you. His name was William Hand, and although he was still alive, his heart had long been filled with death.

He was very happy.

He found the body bag, cut it open with scissors, made it into a straitjacket and put it on his body, calling himself "Black Hand", trying to extinguish the glow of the Green Lantern, which prevented him from sleeping peacefully at night.

A person who can do this must not be able to be mentally normal.

"William Hand."

It was as if a voice from another world far away, like a call from the depths of the earth, made him open his eyelids slightly.

"Huh?" His ears were pressed against the damp mud soaked in water, "I'm listening." ”

He had been able to hear these sounds since he was a child, but they were always so vague that he sometimes wondered if it was his own auditory hallucinations. But most of the time, he still believes that it is a revelation from heaven. He believed that fate must have arranged for him, and his life was destined to do an extremely important thing.

And just recently, the voice has been getting louder and louder, and he feels that the moment of his own is coming.

He slowly crawled out of the tomb, walked through the cemetery, and walked in the direction of home.

The Hande family is not too far from the cemetery, as their family has been in the business of a funeral home for generations. It was pouring rain that night, and even though it was close to the turning clock, the light in the living room window of the house was still on. At the living room table, an old man with glasses and two young men sat around the table, talking with a worried face.

"They're calling again to ask about Billy because of his bizarre escape." It was William Hand's older brother, the eldest brother in the family. Billy is William's nickname, and only his family calls him that.

"Are they still looking for him, Daddy?"

"What your brother needs is help." The old man looked sad, crossed his hands to support his chin, and said, "I will never give up on any of my children no matter what step I take...... Even if it's Billy. ”

"Rumor has it that he's dead." The youngest brother in the family said, "Maybe this will make my mother feel better anyway." Anyway, she always said that he was dead in her mind since he put the body bag on her body. ”

They couldn't understand it, not even the family members whose blood was thicker than water.

He still believes in what he was made for.

The knock on the door was mixed with the sound of the rainstorm, like the whisper of death. The younger brother muttered that it might be a police officer again, and got up to open the door.

Standing outside the door was the "Billy" they had just discussed. The torrential rain drenched his black hands, drenching his black clothes made of body bags.

"Billy?"

His brother only had time to greet in surprise, and then the flesh was evaporated by a burst of dazzling green light. The tattered clothes and Bai Sensen's skeleton were scattered all over the ground, and the scene was terrifying.

This is the magic wand that the black hand picked up at the beginning that can absorb and release the energy of the green light, and he used it to fight the green lantern in the first place. However, this dangerous thing should have been confiscated by the Green Lantern after his defeat, and somehow the magic wand was left in front of him after someone killed everyone in the prison and released him.

The Black Hand felt that the time must have come for him to fulfill his mission.

In just an instant, he smashed the ** of his two brothers with a green bright light. His mother, who was nearly seventy years old, heard the sound from the kitchen and had time to exclaim his name before the green light pierced her body and she fell to the ground, blood splattered red all over the wall.

Witnessing the tragic death of the whole family, the father shrank behind the dining table, watched his son come covered in blood, and couldn't help but ask in pain: "William? Why? ”

"Hello, father."

It was as cold as a machine's greeting, and then the green light flashed again, and another white skeleton fell to the ground.

The living room was restored to its tranquility.

The torrential rain outside the window was still there, and the black hand was sitting alone at the dining table, and the original pure white tablecloth had been dyed black and red with blood at the moment, which was extremely dazzling.

He sat still for a while, and then the voice came again.

"You're not done yet, there's still one more to do."

Yes, there is one more.

The black hand raised the magic wand with a blank face and pressed it against his temple.

The green light flashed like a torrent, and his skull was pierced. The magic wand "snapped" to the ground, and the black hand jerked over from the chair, and the blood flowed profusely.

A strong wind blew outside, and the living room door was slowly and heavily blown open. The little blue man wrapped in a wide robe floated in the air, looking down at the corpse of the dead black hand.

"He's ready." The mysterious voice sounded out of nowhere.

"Yes." Little Blue Humanity.

The little blue man opened his mouth, and an unknown black substance spewed out from the air, turning into a pitch-black ring that flew around the room, and finally landed on the fingers of the black hand's corpse.

"William Hand, from Earth...... Awakening! ”