Chapter 521: Intelligent Lifeform Locked On
Frank bent down and picked up the finger-thick thing that had fallen to the ground. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be something wrapped in plastic packaging.
Although he hadn't opened the package yet, Frank had already recognized what it was. This thing was an energy bar distributed by the army to soldiers.
Although military rations are also sold on the market, those are all gimmicky commodities, not real military rations. An energy bar like the one in front of him is not something ordinary people can obtain, let alone this mental patient in front of him.
Frank's hand holding the energy bar trembled uncontrollably. To prevent himself from crushing this only evidence, Frank could only place it on the table beside him.
Frank had never felt this emotion before. He felt his brain trembling, his chest felt like fire was burning, his lung was burning hot, and his limbs seemed to no longer obey his commands. Even the simple action of standing up was completed shakily.
"Why?" Frank placed his hand on the table, first asking calmly, then suddenly erupted and overturned the entire table onto the ground.
The bottles and cans on the table all fell to the ground. The murderer was already obvious; it was the troops he had once served.
Come to think of it, Frank, as an experiment of the top-secret plan, now that the plan had been exposed, the military couldn't possibly do nothing and just let it ferment naturally.
If they couldn't solve those experiments that had turned into monsters, then those family members of the military who knew some inside story would naturally be the primary target. Cleaning them up was natural. It was ridiculous that Frank still self-righteously wanted to live a good life with his family.
The military might have been thinking of silencing the family members of the experiments first, and then solving them who had turned into monsters. The reason for giving them, these grunts, houses might be to facilitate tracking their whereabouts.
But the military obviously hadn't expected that Frank would luckily transform back from a monster to a human and even rushed back home from New York non-stop. Unfortunately, it was all too late. When Frank returned, he only saw five cold corpses.
As for that mental patient, it was probably a scapegoat randomly found by the military. When the time came, they would ask the police to throw all the blame onto that mental patient, and the military could perfectly escape.
Thinking of this, Frank walked non-stop towards another house not far away. That was the home of another experiment. Frank's family had moved here with them. They had smiled and promised at the time that whether in the troops or as family, they would take care of each other.
As expected, Frank used the same method to climb into that person's home, only to see the corpses of that person's wife and mother. Perhaps because they were too close, the military didn't arrange a second mental patient, probably thinking that one scapegoat was enough, and more would arouse suspicion.
Frank understood that the family members of the remaining forty experiments were probably facing the same ending.
Frank kept his promise. He buried that person's wife and mother in the soil. Because it was already daytime, even if the town was deserted, there were people walking on the street at this time.
These people naturally noticed Frank. Facing Frank covered in fresh blood, they chose to call the police. There was no police station in the town, so they could only temporarily call police officers from the neighboring town.
Perhaps this was also one of the reasons why the military chose this place.
After Frank buried the corpses, the police also arrived. Seeing Frank's appearance at this time, two police officers immediately drew their sidearms and told Frank to drop the shovel in his hand.
Frank no longer believed in everything of this nation. He first dropped the shovel in his hand to attract the police officers' attention, and then drew the sidearm hidden in his belt. This gun was just found in the home of that experiment.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two gunshots in succession, Frank's precise shooting technology knocked off the sidearms in the police officers' hands. The police officers who lost their handguns immediately became like rabbits at a loss. One of the police officers wanted to pick up his sidearm but was threatened by Frank firing a warning shot.
"Don't want to die, then get back!"
Frank threatened coldly. The two police officers raised their hands and dared not move again. Seeing this, Frank raised his handgun and walked backwards into the house. He prepared to drive away and look for an opportunity for revenge.
"Bang!"
Just then, another gunshot. Frank only felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. He immediately understood that he had been shot. Not daring to delay, Frank ignored the two police officers and scrambled back into the house.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Several more gunshots. That person obviously didn't want to let Frank go, but Frank was fast and had already gotten into the house.
"Fuck!"
A curse. The two police officers looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a fully armed man getting out of a car parked on the side of the house. Just as they were about to ask who had come, the other party skillfully threw out credentials.
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Now pick up your sidearms and kill that criminal with me." The man said, putting away his credentials, and then raised his handgun and walked towards the house.
Rank is everything. The two police officers could only admit they were unlucky, pick up their guns, and tiptoe behind the man.
William Rollins felt very unlucky. Being sent to perform this cleanup mission was already bad enough, but he didn't expect that when he thought it was completed and was about to drive away, something went wrong. Fortunately, he had been mindful when he saw the police car on the way back; otherwise, there might have been omissions.
'When I find that son of a bitch, I will definitely make him suffer,' William thought fiercely.
"Did something just fly into the house through the window?"
A police officer following William whispered to his partner.
"Don't be nosy." The partner glared at him and then continued to follow William silently.
…
Inside the house, Frank was hiding in the kitchen. Fortunately, the structure of these houses was similar. Frank could find the kitchen of this house based on his memory of his home.
Clutching his chest, Frank could only lament his bad luck. The other party had shot him twice in total, one shot hitting his right shoulder, and the other hitting his chest. Fresh blood was continuously flowing out of the small hole, just like a broken water pipe.
He was dying. This was Frank's first idea. He could feel his life rapidly draining away, but what followed was a bellyful of resentment.
Frank was unwilling. He didn't want to die like this. He still had many business unfinished. He hadn't made the mastermind pay the price, hadn't sought justice for the forty-two families, and hadn't avenged his family.
"Maria..." Frank mourned his deceased wife's life. The resentment in his heart then turned into a bellyful of anger.
"Crack!"
The sound of glass shattering, but it shouldn't be someone coming in through the window. It was estimated that only a pebble shattering glass could make such a small sound.
Frank tried hard to raise his head. He only saw a Red Lantern Power Ring flashing with a red light like blood floating in front of him.
"Intelligent Lifeform Locked On."
Who's speaking?
"Frank Castle from Earth, your heart is surging with raging rage, you belong to the Red Lantern Corps."
…
William shot open the lock with his gun and kicked open the gate. Just as he walked into the house, he only heard a passage of sound, like some kind of poetry.
"Scalding hot blood, crimson rage,
Taken from still-cold bones' cage.
Deep hatred boils, lungs engage,
To pave your path to hell's stage!"
(End of Chapter)
Chapter 522 Red Lantern Demon Frank
In the past, poetry in people's minds often needed to be accompanied by a beautiful tune and then recited by the reciter with rich emotions. Therefore, poetry recitation is also a manifestation of the word "elegance."
However, the poetry that drilled into William's ear now was like the threatening roar of an injured beast. Unlike those baby soldiers who had only been trained but never been on the battlefield, William had not only been on the battlefield but had also done a lot of dirty business to clean up messes for his superiors.
He had killed the old, weak, women, and children, and he had also slaughtered elite soldiers and powerful generals. He had even killed many superhumans, but none of them had given William this feeling.
"Bang!" Just as William was hesitating whether to retreat, a big hole suddenly broke through the wall to the right of his body. An arm wearing red gloves stretched out from it and directly grabbed the hesitant William.
William was startled at first, but his rich combat experience still allowed him to suppress the fear in his heart. He used his free left hand to pull out the dagger from his waist and stabbed it at the arm that was grabbing him.
"Clang!" William looked in disbelief at the arm that was grabbing him. There wasn't even a scratch on it. On the contrary, his hand became numb because of the force being too strong, and he almost dropped the dagger.
Before he could think of a method, William felt the arm grabbing him start to exert force. He, a strong man of 85 kilograms, was now like a chick in the other person's hand, and even his feet left the ground.
William watched himself being dragged towards the wall, powerless. After a loud bang, William was dragged over from the other side of the wall. William, who was dizzy from the impact, sighed in his heart that it was fortunate that this was a wood structure house; otherwise, he might have been dead.
In a daze, he opened his eyes, and William finally saw the enemy who had made him so embarrassed. This look, however, made his face change drastically.
William's goal was the family members of those experiments, so he also had the information on all the experiments. Therefore, he naturally recognized the person in front of him: Frank Castle.
In William's memory, Frank Castle should be causing a ruckus in New York City like other experiments, waiting for a "Little Boy" to solve the problem from above. How could he have not expected the other party to appear here?
Moreover, the Frank Castle in front of him was different from the two appearances in his memory. Looking at him, he didn't look like an ordinary person, nor did he look like the Hulk.
At this time, Frank Castle was emitting red light all over his body. He was wearing a tight suit composed of red and black colors. At the position of his chest, there was a black-bottomed, ever-changing circle pattern. In the middle of the pattern was a small circle of the same appearance, and on both sides of the small circle were two white stripes like horns.
Frank Castle glared at William in his hand with a pair of eyes without pupils, making the latter suffer greatly. Frank Castle opened his mouth and revealed a mouthful of sharp teeth like shark teeth.
"Who are you!" Frank Castle's voice was raised. He could be said to have roared out the last word. Seeing that mouth full of sharp teeth, William would not have any doubt if you said he was going to eat him.
But this opened bloody mouth also gave William an opportunity. He quickly raised his right hand, which was holding a handgun, and slammed it into Frank Castle's mouth. Then, he desperately pulled the trigger.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The sound of shooting was continuous. William emptied the bullets in his handgun without any hesitation. In his understanding, those things with rough and thick outer skin were generally very fragile inside. So, this sneak attack, even if it didn't kill the opponent, could at least seriously injure him and then make him let go.
Only by regaining freedom could William have more opportunity to escape, or even solve the opponent. You ask him why he is so confident? Because he had hidden an RPG in his car, specifically used to deal with superhumans.
But what William saw and heard today all exceeded his expectations. Frank Castle not only did not let go, but even actively bit the hot barrel of the gun after he emptied the magazine.
"Crunch!" William swore that it was the first time he had heard a sound similar to chewing a wafer biscuit on a gun barrel. Frank Castle, like eating a biscuit, bit off the barrel of his Glock.
"Crunch crunch." Accompanied by a burst of chewing, Frank Castle grinned, and a large amount of molten iron flowed out of his mouth, making William tremble with fear.
"Pui!" Frank Castle kept a small part of the molten iron and spat it on William's face like spitting phlegm. Poor William immediately screamed, but no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape Frank Castle's palm.
"I'm asking you one last time!" Frank Castle roared in a low voice. "Who! Are! You!"
"I'll talk! Ah! I'll talk!" William was scared out of his wits. Fortunately, there wasn't much molten iron; otherwise, his face might have been burned with a big hole. But even so, a terrifying burn scar was left on his face, extending from his cheekbone all the way to his chin.
"My name is William Rollins. I once served in the Green Berets, and now I am a reserve of the Thunderbolts, a secret unit under the military. My main mission is to help deal with some shady tasks that do not require the Thunderbolts to take action."
"It's you! You killed my family!" Frank Castle's rage turned into substance. The Red Lantern ring on his hand shone brightly under such abundant emotional energy.
"It was all orders from the military!" William hurriedly offered an explanation, fearing that Frank Castle would devour him alive if he was a second late. "I'm just a knife. Killing whom is not something I can decide! If I don't obey orders, then I'll be the one who dies! I have no method either!"
"Who!" Frank Castle threw William onto the dining table beside him. Under the enormous power, the wood dining table instantly shattered. Before William, who was dizzy from the fall, could recover, Frank Castle stepped on his chest again.
"Who is the mastermind behind the scenes!"
"It's~ uh, General Ross!"
Frank Castle's foot on William's chest was like a hydraulic press, slowly and continuously applying pressure. William, just an ordinary person, naturally couldn't withstand it. Even speaking was very difficult, but in order to save his life, he still tried hard to say the answer.
"Specific... inside story I... also don't know... but... all of this is definitely... inseparable from him!"
"Why?" Frank Castle asked, while loosening the force on his foot.
"Phew~ Because the Thunderbolts are General Ross's direct unit. No one but him can order us." William breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that he had survived for the time being. To live longer, he needed to show more of his value.
"You can take me to confront him. I have been doing business for them for so many years, and I have long kept a pile of information. I can help you testify against him in front of the world."
Facing William, who was showing his loyalty, Frank Castle just opened his bloody mouth, and a scarlet flame as viscous as blood gushed out of his mouth, instantly submerging William.
(End of Chapter)
Chapter 523 Gwenpool: I Lost the Ring
Frank Castle wasn't sure where the small red ring came from, but at the last moment of his life, he accepted it, treating it as a desperate gamble.
To his surprise, as soon as he put on the ring, his fatal wounds healed, and his clothes transformed into strange costumes, making him look like a Super Hero.
His brain was also filled with knowledge, as if it had always been there. Frank Castle knew how to use the ring in his hand, so he spat flame at William, or rather, his fresh blood.
"Aaaaaaah!"
As he expected, William screamed and ran away. He rushed to the sink in the kitchen, trying to turn on the faucet, wishing he could dive into the sink to let the water from the faucet extinguish the flame on his body.
But Frank Castle knew it was futile. As long as the rage in his heart didn't die out, the flame he released would surely burn his goal to ashes, even underwater or in outer space.
Ignoring William's screams, Frank Castle turned and walked outside the door. He controlled the power of the flame; William's death wouldn't be easy.
On the way, he also bumped into the two police officers. These two were standing hesitantly at the doorway. As soon as they saw the drastically changed Frank Castle coming out of the house, they immediately raised the guns in their hands.
Frank Castle didn't give them a chance to speak. With a casual flick, two red light beams shot out from the Red Lantern ring, targeting the handguns in their hands. Because he didn't control power, the two handguns instantly burned red-hot, scalding the two police officers who quickly let go of their guns.
The guns had just touched the ground when they melted into a puddle of molten iron. Although Frank Castle was now filled with rage, he wouldn't vent his anger casually. The ring told him that his energy was limited, and he had to spend energy in the right aspect.
He casually tore off the gate of the garage next to him. A gleaming Harley Fat Boy was standing quietly inside. This was his comrade's most precious treasure. It could be said that one-third of the reason he signed that contract was because of it.
Don't be fooled by how beautifully polished it is, it's just a showy but useless thing. Simply put, it's broken. Its master couldn't afford to repair it, and with the heavy pressure of family, he could only sell himself to the devil.
If it were in the past, Frank Castle might have sighed, but now he only felt anger. Frank Castle strode over and sat on this lame beast. Scarlet emotional energy flowed into it as he twisted the accelerator.
"Boom, vroom, vroom!"
The iconic engine roar sounded. Emotional energy replaced the broken parts, allowing this beast that had been in slumber for a long time to roar again.
"Let's go, for those dead lives!"
Frank Castle growled. The emotional energy representing anger was the best fuel. Frank Castle twisted the accelerator, and the Harley shot out like an arrow, leaving only a scorched trace on the ground.
The ground scorched by rage made tracking very simple, but the two police officers looked at each other and decided to report this business to their superior. They only got paid that little money a month, why risk their life? They'd rather find some sick leave to alleviate their burns.
As for William, who was still in the house, his screams had stopped for a while, and he was probably dead. Calling an ambulance for him was the last bit of kindness from the police officers.
...
"My Azmuth!" Yang Le looked at everything in front of him and couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead. The exclamation in his mouth also came out.
"This is the surprise Eternity told me about?"
"Tell me, is it surprising enough?" Supreme Celestial, covered in Necrofriggian babies all over his body, just calmly looked at the shocked Yang Le.
"It's indeed shocking enough." Yang Le wiped away the cold sweat flowing out. "The me from the DC Universe gave birth to them?"
"Otherwise?" Supreme Celestial retorted, and very skillfully caught a Necrofriggian baby that kept falling off his shoulder, and before it could cry, he conjured up a baby bottle and quickly shoved it into the baby's mouth.
The Necrofriggian baby, who was just about to cry, immediately beamed with joy and began to suck on the nipple, sucking on the thing inside.
"What is that?" Yang Le asked curiously.
"Solar plasma. Necrofriggian babies are very picky when they are young. They almost only eat this thing," Supreme Celestial said matter-of-factly.
"Solar plasma? In a baby bottle?"
"What's wrong? This is my dimension. I can do whatever I want."
"You are this." Yang Le gave a thumbs up, indicating that his clone technique should watch Kuuga more often when he has nothing to do, to avoid boredom, but only received a roll of eyes in return, which was cold hearted.
"It seems that the me from the DC Universe really experienced an epic adventure," Yang Le nodded. "So, what should be done with these little things?"
"What should be done?" Supreme Celestial asked back.
"Their future? They can't just stay here forever, right?" Yang Le spread his hand.
"If you want to take them away, I won't stop you, but you have to find a good place for them. After all, the Marvel Universe originally didn't have Necrofriggians," Supreme Celestial reminded him.
"You really don't have to worry about this." Yang Le suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He suddenly understood the meaning of Eternity's words about being more inclusive. Then he told Supreme Celestial the cause and effect.
"So that's how it is," Supreme Celestial nodded. "But at least wait until these babies grow up. Otherwise, they won't have any resistance when facing the dangerous Marvel Universe. They might even be taken for experiment. Think about the symbiotes."
"I know, I won't be in a hurry." Yang Le looked a little disappointed. He thought he would have a group of helpers.
"You don't have to be disappointed either," Supreme Celestial put down the baby in his hand who was full and satisfied. "The time stream in dimensional space is different from the outside. These babies will grow up quickly."
"You didn't say so earlier," Yang Le looked terrified. "It won't be that when I go back now, the outside has changed drastically, right?"
"It won't be that bad. When you came, I had already adjusted the time stream. Now it's consistent with the outside. But if you want to see the grown-up Necrofriggians sooner, then get lost quickly."
Yang Le gave Supreme Celestial an internationally recognized gesture, then turned and walked towards the portal. The portal led directly to his new home he just bought in Los Angeles.
"Beep beep beep!"
As soon as he stepped out of the portal, the communication device in Yang Le's Omnitrix rang. He raised his hand and saw that it was Gwenpool calling him.
"Hello? What's wrong, Gwenpool?" Yang Le answered the phone helplessly. In the past, when Gwenpool called, she would first ramble on and on about a lot of unimportant business, but knowing that Gwenpool was just a lonely child, Yang Le had never interrupted her.
This time was the same. Yang Le had prepared himself to listen to a bunch of nonsense, but unexpectedly, Gwenpool was different from usual, screaming anxiously.
"It's over, Happy! I lost the ring you gave me!"
Just then, the door behind Yang Le suddenly opened. It was Gwen who had returned from shopping for goods. Her spider superpower allowed her to hear Gwenpool's words word for word in her ear.
"What!?"
(End of Chapter)
Chapter 524: Gift from the DC Universe
Don't mention Gwen misunderstanding, even Yang Le was confused when he heard it.
Yang Le did indeed create a lot of equipment for Gwenpool. At first, Gwenpool's uniform was just a showy product rushed out by the Tailor Shop, without any actual function.
Although Gwenpool hadn't read Deadpool's related comics, she had mastered the Deadpool Family's traditional Death-Seeking Ability without any instruction, even surpassing the Main Universe Deadpool in some aspects.
Worried that this little girl who was considered half a fellow countryman would have an accident, Yang Le could only take care of all of Gwenpool's equipment. Yang Le gave her a Base and enough equipment to fill a Base.
These equipment were basically Toys invented by him in Grey Matter and Upgrade states. Not only were they useless to Yang Le, but even Gwen was not interested in them. They were just right for keeping Gwenpool occupied.
Of course, Yang Le didn't give them to Gwenpool for free. He also gave Gwenpool a job, which was to use her Characteristic of being able to Multiverse Travel at will to help Yang Le with errands. To put it simply, she was a cross-Universe Courier.
Gwenpool accepted this happily. In her opinion, it not only gave her a lot of interesting equipment, but also saved her from worrying about the content of her comics.
A super beautiful leg girl helping a Great Hero adventure in the Multiverse, those otaku would eat that up. When the time comes, she could pose a few sexy poses on the comic cover, and those otaku would obediently pay.
At the beginning, Yang Le only asked Gwenpool to help contact Valeria and Franklin. Later, he also asked her to help meet Karn, a believer who had been forgotten for a long time. These were basically small jobs.
It wasn't until Gwenpool got curious and put the Travel Device invented by Valeria for Yang Le on her body that Yang Le discovered her even more heaven-defying Ability.
As long as Gwenpool was willing, she could even Travel to the DC Universe. Of course, it wasn't as easy as in the Marvel Universe. If she wanted to cross comic Company collaborations, she had to bring the Device invented by Valeria to enhance her Ability.
Although there was a prerequisite, it was still simpler than anyone else, including Yang Le. However, Gwenpool couldn't bring people, or rather living things, when crossing comic Companies like this.
For example, Yang Le had thought about turning into Upgrade and Possessing an Electronic Device, and then having Gwen take him across, hoping to use this to exploit a Bug.
But unfortunately, he failed. Gwen took the Electronic Device over, leaving only a puddle of Yang Le in the Original Place. From this, Yang Le judged that as long as it was a living thing, it wouldn't work.
It seems that all Transmigrant have their own unique advantages, and this point is something that even Yang Le can't compare to.
Because of this, Yang Le specially asked Valeria to modify the Travel Device into a Belt, and then gave it to Gwenpool, which was considered a further imitation of Deadpool. However, Valeria's Expression at the time was a little unhappy, probably still brooding over Gwenpool messing with her Things.
Although she couldn't bring living things, this also helped Yang Le solve a big Problem, which was the Goods smuggling Problem between the Marvel Universe and the DC Universe. Not long ago, Yang Le asked Gwenpool to take the Ultimate Evolution Plugin that Valeria helped her complete to find her counterpart in the DC Universe.
Since then, Gwenpool had not contacted Yang Le. Yang Le thought she might be having too much fun in the DC Universe, so he didn't care, but he didn't expect that this time she would come back and cause such a big Business for him.
"That's how things are…" Gwenpool sat on her Sofa in a duck sitting posture. On the Tea Table in front of her were the Things that her counterpart in the DC Universe had asked Gwenpool to bring back.
They were now located in the Base that Yang Le had given to Gwenpool. Gwen originally wanted to come too, but she had to give up because of a lot of Business at School. Although Gwen didn't say it, Yang Le still promised to explain Everything clearly when he got back. (Although Yang Le didn't know what was going on.)
Seeing Gwen say it was okay on the surface, but smiling, Yang Le knew that what he said was right.
After Gwenpool's introduction, Yang Le knew that there should have been four Things, but now there were only three left. They were a Mobile phone, a Metal Ingot, and a pair of Bracelets.
The fourth Thing was the Power Ring that Gwenpool mentioned. As for what these Things were, Yang Le needed to watch the Mobile phone that was brought back to understand. It recorded everything that his counterpart in the DC Universe had verbally described experiencing in that Universe, and of course, it also included the introduction of these Things.
After watching the Video in the Mobile phone, Yang Le couldn't help but sigh at the awesomeness of his other self. At the same time, he also learned what these Things were.
The Metal Ingot was Metal that Hephaestus had used before, and the Bracelets were made of DC's most famous N Metal, and it was also the highest purity kind.
Simply put, it was Tang Sanzang's Flesh in the Metal world. Wearing it would not only strengthen your body (referring to becoming a little Superman), but also prolong your life (referring to eternal youth, lifespan immeasurable).
Yang Le's counterpart in the DC Universe sent two at once, the implication was self-evident. One was for himself, and the other must be for Gwen.
As for the last Thing, Yang Le also learned through the Video that it was one of the Core Power of the DC Universe, the foundation for using Emotional Spectrum Power—a Lantern Ring, and it was a Red Lantern Corps's Lantern Ring.
Knowing the original appearance of the Thing, the Reason for its loss also emerged. It must be that someone's Emotional Energy fluctuations were very large, attracting the Red Lantern Ring. Gwenpool didn't have the Ability to keep the Lantern Ring, so naturally she lost it.
Knowing the Reason, then finding it would be very simple. Creatures wearing the Red Lantern Ring will fall into eternal Anger, immortal and indestructible. Martians can find them.
This is because Martians' powerful Telepathic Ability can sense these Emotions. So Yang Le only needs to turn into a Martian and then expand his Telepathy range to Global, and then find a Guy who is always in an Angry Emotion.
Acting on his words, Yang Le turned into a Martian in front of Gwenpool. However, because the appearance of a White Martian was too scary, the Martian that Yang Le transformed into, like Megan, also Mimicry into a slightly better-looking Green Martian.
I have to sigh at the Power of Martians. It is no exaggeration to say that he is the Swiss Army Knife among Super Hero. He basically has everything Superman has, and he also has what Superman doesn't have. It's just a pity that the Weakness is also very obvious, which is Fear of Fire.
This Fear of Fire is engraved in DNA. Willpower alone cannot completely dispel it. Yang Le plans to find Time to use Grey Matter to think of a Method to optimize it. At that Time, relying on Grey Matter, this Alien Hero alone, he can handle most Situations.
Putting his Brain blank, Yang Le began to gradually spread his Thought out. This process was relatively slow for him as a Newbie. It took about ten minutes for Yang Le to spread to Global.
You must know that Martian Manhunter can complete the above Maneuver almost in an instant. It can only be said that Potential is Potential, and Yang Le still needs to rely on Effort to realize it.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 525 Finding the Red Lantern
Although it took a relatively long time, Yang Le still completed the coverage of Earth. The next operation is to sense the emotions of all creatures on Earth.
This is a huge project. Fortunately, the Martian lifestyle, different from that of humans, makes this operation, which sounds very difficult, not so impossible to achieve.
Just like using a search engine to retrieve keywords, Yang Le first determined the first keyword - Anger, and then filtered out about half of the creatures.
After that, Yang Le added a level to the emotion of Anger. Low-level Anger is not enough to attract the Red Lantern Ring. Only the towering rage that wishes to devour flesh and blood can attract the Red Lantern Ring's attention.
For example, the clan-extermination disaster experienced by Atrocitus, the leader of the Red Lantern Corps, and Bleez, the second-in-command, is the most typical example.
However, the powerless anger hidden in the heart cannot attract the Red Lantern either. You can say that the Red Lantern Corps are simple-minded, but no one in the Red Lantern Corps is a coward.
After adding the Anger Rating, another large portion was filtered out. Although the remaining number is still decreasing, this data is still astonishing. Yang Le estimated that this might be related to the New York event that just happened.
So many people are displaced and their families are destroyed. There must be many angry people. And these people cannot find an outlet to vent, so they can only hold it in. Yang Le estimated that if no one comes forward to appease them, trouble will break out sooner or later.
In theory, Yang Le should go to those superheroes who have experienced the Day of Destiny, such as the Fantastic Four, but right now the threat of the Red Lantern Ring is even greater.
People who wear the Red Lantern Ring are like berserkers, unstable time bombs, and are very likely to cause large-scale casualty events.
Moreover, this Universe does not have a Lantern Battery that can recharge the Lantern Ring, nor a Lantern Entity that provides a continuous stream of Emotion Ability. If the person wearing the Lantern Ring abuses energy, they will easily exhaust the energy in the Lantern Ring.
You should know that once the Lantern Ring runs out of energy, it is basically ruined. Without knowing if he can get another Lantern Ring in the DC Universe, this Red Lantern Ring is Yang Le's only material. The reason for "rarity increases value" doesn't need explanation, right?
As time passed, the number of people in Anger continued to decrease. In the end, only a small group of creatures could maintain sufficient Anger, and among them, one creature was particularly conspicuous.
This creature's anger is not only very stable, but its moving speed is also very exaggerated. According to Yang Le's prediction, this creature is moving forward at a speed of over 400 kilometers per hour.
Yang Le wanted to explore its purpose, but was blocked by the rage that could materialize outside the creature's brain. He could only sense a weak but steady emotion of anger. This is very likely the reason why he didn't notice this creature immediately before.
If it weren't for this creature's very exaggerated moving speed, Yang Le might not have discovered him. Yang Le immediately changed his goal and explored forward in the direction he was moving, and finally found a place that seemed to be the target.
According to telepathic ability, Yang Le discovered a place where a large number of soldiers were stationed. It was an Air Force Base.
Although he couldn't guarantee 100%, Yang Le didn't think that McDonald's behind the Air Force Base would be the target.
But even if he guessed wrong, Yang Le was not afraid, because the Martian's moving speed is very fast. Martian Manhunter can fly at a speed of more than Mach 10 in the atmosphere. That creature could never surpass him.
As for why not directly go to that creature, it was because Yang Le could not accurately locate it. The Martian's weakness of being afraid of fire is too fatal. Even the rage in the spiritual world would make Yang Le feel fear even if he just watched from a distance in Martian state.
Now that he had found the goal, Yang Le immediately said goodbye to Gwenpool and flew towards that Air Force Base. Intangibility allowed Yang Le to ignore buildings, and invisibility made ordinary people unable to see him, so Yang Le could fly at high speed without any scruples.
In the blink of an eye, Yang Le had already flown to the sky above that Air Force Base. Because of the different direction, Yang Le didn't see the person chosen by the Lantern Ring when he came, but relying on vision that didn't belong to Superman, Yang Le saw the other party from hundreds of miles away.
It was hard not to notice. The other party was riding a Harley motorcycle, with flames all over his body, looking like Ghost Rider. If it weren't for the iconic Red Lantern uniform, Yang Le would have thought he had found the wrong person.
Moreover, Yang Le also noticed, isn't this person in front of him Frank Castle? Looking at his appearance, could it be that he has experienced the Day of Destiny? No wonder the Red Lantern Ring would find him.
Although he felt sorry for Frank Castle's family, it didn't mean that Yang Le would give the Red Lantern Ring to him. Even if he were to give it, it would have to wait until his research was completed.
Moreover, he was also helping him. You should know that the Red Lantern Ring is different from other Lantern Rings. Once you put on the Red Lantern Ring, it's basically like signing a death warrant.
There is basically no major loss in taking off other Lantern Rings, but the Red Lantern Ring will replace the wearer's original heart. Once the Power Ring is taken off, it is equivalent to removing the heart. Under normal circumstances, only the Blue Lantern Ring representing Hope can remove the Red Lantern Ring.
However, Yang Le obviously does not belong to normal circumstances. With the Omnitrix, he has many methods to remove the Red Lantern Ring without endangering Frank Castle's life, and then bring the Red Lantern back to him after the research is completed.
It's just that Frank Castle, whose brain is eroded by anger, may not agree.
Yang Le felt that he was very likely to fight Frank Castle, so he decided not to meet him in Martian state. Yang Le is not some master of reverse attributes, and the four times restraint damage still needs to be avoided.
If you want to talk to someone wearing a Red Lantern Ring, then you must be a person with enough strength, at least to be able to dodge when the other party attacks. So Yang Le chose an alien hero that he hadn't used for a long time.
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Frank Castle sped along the highway, and behind him was a scorched trace constantly chasing him. The dry asphalt road was burned and melted, which can be said to be the nightmare of road administration office personnel.
He only had one idea at this time, which was to find General Ross, and then tear him into pieces. If possible, Frank Castle would also let him taste the pain of losing family, and kill his child in front of him.
But unfortunately, Frank Castle didn't know where General Ross was. He only remembered this problem after killing William. Rage not only gave him power but also clouded his brain.
But Frank Castle, who was once a soldier, knew the position of many bases of General Ross's base. As long as he found one of his confidants in one of them, he could know Ross's position.
Burning fire overflowed from the corner of Frank Castle's mouth. He couldn't wait to hear Ross's wails.
"Boom!"
A black shadow fell from the sky and smashed heavily in front of Frank Castle. The rubble and smoke picked up, and an unknown threat forced Frank Castle to stop. He wanted to see who was going to stop him.
(End of chapter)