Moonlight Starlight, since accompanying Spider-Man to Dr. Connors, there is no more to worry about Imir, and he is happy to live a good life at home with his sister Kathryn.

Listening to the screams of the alley outside the window, Ymir knew that some of the sunless workers in Hell's Kitchen had started foraging again.

I don't know which unlucky guy was knocked unconscious and dragged into the dark alleyway, looting all the money on his body.

The workers in Hell's Kitchen don't dislike anything of value, except for cash, watches, and if necessary, they can even take your ** away as a collection.

Thinking of this, Ymir smiled helplessly at the corner of his mouth, and when the family's finances eased up, he should still move out of here with Katherine.

It's a corner forgotten by God, where all kinds of violent crimes are committed every night.

He shook his head, picked up a piece of chocolate from the bedside table, slowly peeled it off and stuffed it into his mouth, the sweets helping to calm the resentment in his chest. Finally, he had time to be alone, and he was about to start a day of practice.

Dealing with Dr. Lizard with Spider-Man has taught Ymir a lot. One is to understand that unless it is aimed at his own extremely negative feelings, it can only be used temporarily, and it will not help his yin power growth.

Second, it is not that the negative emotions that he devours can be immediately replenished into Ymir's own yin power, and if he wants to transform these resentments and fears into a power that he can control, he also needs Ymir to carry out deeper refining.

Ymir couldn't find any other way to refine the Yin power, but he had been rummaging through the Paladin's Library for days and finally had come to a conclusion.

"I don't know if I'm half a magician?" With a muttering mutter, Ymir climbed into bed and sat down in a comfortable position with his feet crossed. Then he closed his eyes and tried his best to empty his mind.

This is not the cultivation method that Ymir said in his previous life, but the meditation of a magician, and Ymir unexpectedly realized that there is actually a communication between the supernatural and magic.

However, because of the different nature of his powers, Ymir's vision is also different from that of other magicians.

In the course of Ymir's contemplation, his body seemed to slowly fall asleep and decay, gradually losing its vitality. If you look at it from the outside, you can see that his body is transforming into nothingness and transparency, and it is automatically transforming into the body of a ghost.

During this time, Ymir was able to cut off the touch from his body, and even the hidden resentment in his heart could not affect his thinking. The body gradually died, and only the spirit remained extremely conscious.

He can dig deeper into the abilities of his body and understand them, the nature of the yin force, in the process of the death of the body, it becomes very easy to understand, as if it is a book spread out in front of Ymir, he only needs to use his eyes to look at it and follow the map, and the strength will naturally increase.

In the shell of death, Ymir even felt that he could get close to the origin of the world and deduce the rules of this Marvel world from his own yin power. He felt like a god, omniscient and omnipotent.

Whenever Ymir fell into deep thoughts, he knew so naturally how to absorb these negative emotions and how to refine them into his own power.

The yin power is his tentacles, and when Ymir thinks about it, the yin power with his body as the core slowly diffuses.

Every time the dispersion expands to the limit, the yin force will have a sudden contraction process, and in the process, the negative emotions of everyone in the range of the yin force will become the basis for Ymir to become stronger.

However, this diffusion is controlled by Ymir, not as it was when it first got out of control.

Blessed are the residents who live in an apartment building with Ymir, except for the first time when they were taken aback by the out-of-control inner world, they never felt fear again.

No matter what happens to you outside, in the company, whether your heart is full of resentment, fear, disappointment or sadness, as long as it is night, it will disappear. These negative emotions are the "food" that Ymir likes, and he can extract the yin power from these emotions to enrich himself.

Moreover, as the yin power he can control becomes stronger and stronger, the scope of this negative emotion absorption is gradually expanding. All the people in this area are like followers of Ymir, consciously or unconsciously, offering their strength to him.

If there really are gods such as zài gods in this world, and they are strengthened by human beliefs. Then Ymir felt that he was not fundamentally different from them, and that he did not even need to preach, and that anyone who had negative feelings in his heart was equivalent to his followers and his shepherds.

Tomorrow is Sunday, and few people in Western countries will work overtime on Sunday, and Columbia University will not arrange tutoring on Sunday. Please, this is not the Celestial Empire, let alone students from Ivy League schools like this, they will consciously and voluntarily study anywhere, and there is no need for compulsory arrangements from the school.

So the time that Ymir arranged for himself to think about this time was also unprecedentedly long. He wanted to try to touch a deeper power, and Ymir believed that uninterrupted thinking would give him an unexpected reward.

The imaginary spiritual world is an empty darkness, which contains all the things in this world and nothing else. The rules of the world will have an impact in this darkness, and Ymir's consciousness is like a child looking up at the stars, trying to discern this knowledge.

"Hmm", I don't know how long it took to think about it, and a white light suddenly rose in front of Ymir's eyes. From that pillar of white light came a clear chant, and without explanation, anyone could understand that it was the voice of the angel and the Holy Spirit!

A feeling of spring breeze permeated every inch of Ymir's consciousness, and it was irresistible and irresistible to the supreme respect for the man who sang the praises in the hymn, just as the lost lamb stood before God

The song is clear and bright, and the music is tactful, as if someone is chanting softly.

Ymir looked up, his eyes snapped open, and two dark green ghostly fires lit up, blocking the intrusion of the chant, but the feeling of nothingness lingered in his heart.

"Who is calling me?" Ymir was sure that this was not a hallucination of his own imagination. Rather, someone was using his power to interfere with his thoughts, beckoning him to go.

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