Chapter 1: The Reborn
Snow was falling and the weather was exceptionally cold.
In the quiet of the hut, the flames crackled and burned.
There were five young men in the room, three men and two women, two of whom were lovers, who slept in each other's arms, except for a slightly thin man, who slept alone. There was a stove next to the hut, and the wood in the furnace had long since been burned, but strangely the flame was not weakening, but was getting stronger. In the flames, a pair of eyes loomed, staring at the lonely man.
"Fire, it's not big enough."
A low tone sounded, and several books flew strangely and fell straight into the fire, and then the wood hoarded by the fire was also pulled into the fire.
The flames rose into the sky, the temperature in the room rose very high, and the lonely man was awakened, looking at the strange flames in front of him in fear. The flames seemed to react, and a dark red spell rune appeared, and the man was frightened, opening his mouth and desperately calling for several companions, but no sound came out strangely.
A figure emerges from the flames.
The man was half frightened to death and turned to escape. An arm coalesced in the flames and grabbed him violently. Then the flames burst out, and the whole flame seemed to come to life, and it fell on him at once. Then an even more bizarre scene appeared, the flames did not burn the man, but gradually merged into the man's body, and after a few minutes, the man stopped struggling and lay quietly in place.
It was a long time before the man got back to his feet.
"It worked, I escaped." The tone is very flat, but it reveals ecstasy.
He searched for his body, dropped a wallet into his hand, took out his ID card from it, looked at it, and muttered, "Alec Gage? The name...... It's okay, I'll use it! β
Alec looked around, but didn't wake up his sleeping companion.
He possessed the man, and knew nothing about the man's condition, and if he came into contact with the man's acquaintances, it would be easy to show his feet - although it was not a big deal, it was always a little troublesome.
There are several computers on the table.
Alec walked over and clicked on the news, and a somewhat familiar man appeared on the computer screen.
Our reporter has learned that Mr. Tony Stark, the head of Stark Enterprises, recently held a press conference to announce that the weapons department of Stark Enterprises has once again made a new achievement -- the Tomahawk M430 missile. Designed by Mr. Stark himself, this weapon uses a covering explosion to kill and hit an area of more than three football fields......"
Alec took a breath of cold air and exclaimed in a low voice, "Marvel World! β
Through...... Alec has long been mentally prepared, for him, as long as he can escape from hell, whether it is Marvel or DC, whether it is the Western world or the Eastern Xianxia, he can accept it.
Alec touched his finger, and a strangely shaped ring was placed on his index finger.
This ring has a very unique name, it is called [Helllord's Snooping]. Legend has it that the ring was created from the eye of a dead demon lord, and it contains not only the power of that demon lord, but also the ability to see through everything...... Whether the demon lord has the power or not, Alec doesn't know, but the latter item is not a lie, he can escape from hell, and this ring is indispensable.
A flash of fire lit up in his hand.
- [Discovery]!
"Name: Alec Gage.
Bloodline: Inferior Devil (Fire Spirit).
Talents: Fire Spell Enhancement, Devil's Whisper.
Attributes: Strength 5.0, Agility 6.3, Constitution 4.1, Intelligence 12.5, Perception 9.0, Charisma 3.3.
Health: 41/41.
Skills: Fire Mastery (20), Cold Weapon Mastery (270), Free Fight (75), Transcendent Perception (150), Spell Build (125), Spell (100), Deception (510), Performance (600).
Spells: Fire (low), Curse (low).
Special: Hell Merchant, Resurrection, Advanced Spell Mastery. β
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"Inferior Devil?!"
Alec's face was ugly, his escape from Hell had almost drained his strength, and the rebirth of the possession had cost him dearlyβmost of his skills had been wiped out, and his attributes had been weakened to the extreme. The most difficult thing for him to accept was the change in bloodline, from a high-level fire spirit to a low-level devil. In Hell, the Fire Spirit and the Devil are two completely different races, and the strength of the High Fire Spirit and the Low Devil is also the difference between heaven and earth. To make an image analogy, if the high-level fire spirit is Thor, Iron Man in Marvel, the low-level demon is at most a miscellaneous soldier in the police station.
In addition, the special state of the resurrector also made him a little concerned, which meant that he had not fully adapted to this body, and if he encountered some special circumstances, he was likely to be driven out by the original soul in this body.
"Trouble!"
Alec took a deep breath, a faint flash of fire surging in his hand, and it took a few seconds for a fist-sized flame to appear in his hand.
"What can this ignition do? Making roast chicken? β
His voice was a little loud, and the sleeping girl woke up and asked in a daze, "Alec, what are you doing?" β
ββ¦β¦ Can't sleep, get up and surf the Internet. β
The girl smiled, pointed to the stove, and said, "Alec, the fire is out, can you help light it?" β
Alec nodded in agreement.
The girl yawned and lay down again.
Alec breathed a sigh of relief, he walked out of the room, found spare firewood in the backyard of the hut, and went back to the house to light the fire. After doing all this, he sat back down at the computer again, opened the web page and continued to look at the information. Through the news, he quickly learned that the time in the Marvel world is now 2003, and many superheroes have not yet appeared. In addition to Tony Stark and Spider-Man Peter Parker on the Internet, he also found the news of another iconic character in Marvel, Captain America Steve Rogers, the war hero has been missing for a long time, and the Internet is basically remembering this hero.
Closing the computer, Alec was in a much better mood.
For a person like him who crawled out of hell, it is a lucky thing to be able to go to the Marvel Universe, because this world is exciting enough, and there is never a shortage of strong people.
He worked hard to crawl out of hell, but not to retire in the city!
What's more, several of Alec's sworn enemies will not give up the pursuit of him because he escaped from hell.
The flames in Alec's hand slowly deformed and condensed into a dark red dagger, and he looked back at the sleeping men and women, and instead of alarming them, he turned his head and walked out of the room, towards the snowy street.
As a demon, collecting souls is the best way to increase your strength.
He is weak now, and he can't wait to harvest his soul.
The streets were pitch black.
The snow piled up on the road, and the cold weather made Alec weaker and weaker, and he was a little impatient, and the blade of the flame in his hand was also a little unstable, and he almost fell apart several times. A somewhat dilapidated van stopped beside him, and a gray-haired old man poked out and asked with kindness: "Young man, are you still wandering the streets on such a cold day?" Do you want me to give you a ride? β
Alec was stunned.
He needs a soul, but he hasn't gotten mad enough to attack kind passers-by. He thought for a while and said, "Uncle, my cousin hasn't come home, I'm worried that he is in trouble, can you take me to a nearby casino?" β
The old man was startled.
"Casino?! Your cousin ...... him."
Alec's face showed a wry smile: "That's right, he's a gambler." β
The old man frowned: "There are not good people in the casino, young man, you go over now, I'm afraid you will be in trouble...... Why don't we call the police and let the police deal with it? β
Alec was startled, and hurriedly refused: "No, no, it's not the first time this kind of thing has happened, I can handle it!" β
- [Devil's Whispering]!
The old man's attributes were not high, and Alec used his talent again to control the scene easily. There was a trace of confusion in the old man's eyes, and he said in a trance: "Okay, young man, get in the car!" β
Alec breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door and got into the car.
The strength of the low-level devil is miserable, but the talent on his body is quite practical, whether it is the offensive [Fire Spell Enhancement] or the spiritual [Devil's Whisper], it will help him a lot.