Chapter 50: Strange Space
Carla Danvers......
Supergirl!
Diana......
Wonder Woman!
They can't really be these two, right?
No, no, no.
George's eyebrows were lowered, and he suddenly noticed that when he showed a frightened expression, Diana's complexion changed slightly to the extreme.
Could it be ......
Really?
If it's really Wonder Woman, her combat effectiveness in the Marvel world is almost comparable to that of the top Avengers.
For example, Captain Marvel.
Like the Hulk.
Supergirl is even more terrifying.
Every Kryptonian is an innate strategic weapon on Earth, and even the transformation card in George's hand, which can only be used for thirty seconds, is classified as a red item that is two levels higher than purple.
Carla finds herself.
So, what is their purpose......?
George was inexplicably a little weak.
Classes will start soon.
It's early in the morning, and I have to say that the natural environment in the United States is at least quite passable, with many birds chirping in the branches, and the sunlight refracted down the dew into the windows, dyeing the classrooms a faint gold.
People are coming and going outside.
There were construction teams, and there were late students hurrying along the red cobblestone paths.
I can't tell how miserable this place was almost ravaged by aliens a few days ago.
After saying goodbye to Mr. Tracy, Diana walked up to the podium with a whip, and she was so good-looking that almost all the boys' eyes were straight.
"Gentlemen, and ladies, it is a pleasure to meet you in this way," she said. β
"Mr. Tracy may have told you that he will gradually reduce the number of lessons over time, and I will take over as a history teacher until you graduate from here."
Write your name on the blackboard -
Diana smiled.
She introduced herself:
"My name is Diana. Prince, you can call me Diana later. β
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George didn't hear what was next.
His head was buzzing.
Diana. Prince, Kara. Danfoss.
These are two masters who can take on the entire Avengers together.
Diana's class was actually quite interesting, but probably George was not born with this material.
The more he wanted to listen carefully to the lectures and study hard, the more he discovered that there is really a limit to human comprehension.
The foundation of his cultural lessons is really not good, and the content of the book always has to be annotated for several minutes.
Harry next to him didn't have that kind of distress at all.
It should be said that it is Harry. Keener.
As he read, the words and symbols flew out of the book and turned into swirling mosquito coils, swirling around George's eyes and making annoying buzzing sounds.
Then he began to want to sleep.
Coco's eyes were closed as soon as they were born.
His consciousness sank into some dark realm, like an abyss with no fingers in sight, and terrifying ghosts roaming around him.
With Diana's voice telling the history of the United States, George suddenly shuddered.
Wrong.
It seems that something is happening.
He raised his eyes to look at the abyssal darkness around him, and soon a chaotic light spread around him.
The outside world, in the real world.
Carla. Suddenly, there was a fiery light in Danfoss's eyes, which had only existed for less than a second, but it was real, and ......
Magnificent.
She looked at Diana on the podium, her lips lightly furled, as if to say something.
The latter understood the lip language and bowed his head slightly without a trace.
In a world that ordinary people can't seeβ
An eerie, dangerous black smoke emanated from George's body.
There was wisp and wisp of whispering.
On this sunny morning, something suspicious of the odd befell George's body silently......
An inexplicable chill pierced George's body from the tail vertebrae, and he watched as a dim light spread out from his seat.
An ash-like gray-white substance slowly drifted from the hazy chaos and landed in George's palm, then dispersed into a gray-black puddle.
When the dim light completely dispersed, the classroom, which was still full of people, now looked dilapidated and old, as if endless years were flowing through the interior of this building.
There were broken bags and parcels on the ground, tables and chairs were lying haphazardly, and the carcasses of small rodents could occasionally be seen through the cracks in the rubble.
A great sense of alertness and terrifying confusion filled George's consciousness.
He was acutely aware of one thing.
Whether Carla and Diana have anything to do with it.
"Desperate Believer."
He softly summoned the Lamb, and a faceless figure filled with fiery flames appeared beside him.
[Wow-]
The rain of the Demon Sword Village reflected a deadly chill with the light of the desperate believers.
The knife was long and narrow, sharp and brilliant.
Suddenly there was a voice overhead.
Before the eyes come, the sword goes first!
George slashed in a crouching position, the sharp blade slicing through something like flesh.
A dry mass of black-red flesh fell with a clatter.
That's when he looked up.
There is no ceiling overhead.
There was only a dim, chaotic sky, and it seemed that a heavy haze fell on top of this firmament, tumbling wantonly, like flesh and blood.
Every minute and every moment, the flesh-like haze shuddered and changed dramatically, and occasionally something that could be seen or flew by from high in the sky.
At the end of the wall, a strange figure curled up in agony.
It fixed itself in a dark corner, so much so that George didn't even notice it, and only a small part of its body was exposed to the chaotic sky.
George cut off this part of it.
Desperate believers faithfully guarded George's side.
It senses great danger around it.
It's dangerous......
It seems to come from the whole world.
γBangββγ
A bright light illuminates that thing.
It let out multiple screams that mingled with piercing and eerie motes, completely exposed under George's glare flashlight.
"Hiss......"
That's an anomaly!
But it seems very frightening.
Fear should not be in such a creature.
Its body was bloated and disproportionately elongated, at least six or seven meters long, flesh cysts bursting open and healing, arms and feet sticking out from the sides of its body, swaying wildly in fear.
It's like a centipede that is forcibly fused together by the human body.
Its head was that of a baby's head, soft and pink, abruptly nailed to the tip of the human centipede, and its mouth made the sound of seven or eight men's vocal cords mingling together.
Just one glance, George's hair exploded!
This gesture ...... It's so weird!