Marvel’s Martial Soul Comes

Chapter 11: The Appearance of the Sandman

Wang Qiang drank cow ~ milk and ate bread. The TV reported: “Recently there has been a sandstorm in New York, please pay attention to the precautions.” In addition, we invited the famous Professor Bran to analyze why New York appeared…”

Wang Qiang drank a mouthful of cow~milk, and his mental power swept out the map of New York at will.

“Sandstorm? Tease me to play the series. ”

Ten kilometers from New York is the ocean, and depending on the climate, desertification may not be easy.

“Ding-dong~Ding-dong~”

The doorbell was rung, and Wang Qiang looked outside the door curiously and found that it was a middle-aged man in green short-sleeved clothes ringing the doorbell.

After Wang Qiang sensed the unusual energy fluctuations of this middle-aged man, the corners of his mouth smiled slightly.

The middle-aged man continued to ring the doorbell and shouted, “Is anyone home?” ”

With a wave of Wang Qiang’s hand, the door opened automatically.

The middle-aged man rushed in the moment the door opened, raised his pistol, kicked the door and locked it, shouting: “Hand over the most valuable thing in your house!” ”

It is a pity that there is nothing in front of the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man is stunned.

Wang Qiang drank a mouthful of cow ~ milk and said in the living room: “I’m here, don’t look for it.” ”

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva, if it weren’t for the fact that his current body structure had all turned into sand, I am afraid that he would be in a cold sweat now.

The Sandman is always ready to turn into sand and escape, and this villa seems a little weird.

Not daring to go to the place where the voice came from, the sandman turned around and wanted to escape, this place did not seem to be his own place.

A different color flashed in Wang Qiang’s eyes, but he didn’t expect this sand man to be so timid and decisive, and he didn’t even look at it and turned around and ran.

A black air stream appeared out of thin air above the door, depicting an esoteric magic array.

Seeing such a strange scene, the sandman hurriedly used his hand to open the door.

Silently, the hand close to the door actually turned into sand and fell to the ground, and the sandman exclaimed: “What is this thing!” “Since desertification, sandmen have the ability to turn into sand and control sand, but now that fine mass of sand can’t even control a gravel.

When he thought of the scene where he almost crashed into it just now, the sandman’s heart was cold, if he crashed, I was afraid that he would die.

Wang Qiang put down the milk cup he had drunk and said in the air: “Warm reminder, it is the forbidden magic array in dark magic, if you get closer to that place, you will be killed by the forbidden magic effect – I’m right, Mr. Sandman.” ”

The sandman thought about it, and could only grit his teeth and follow the voice to the living room.

After arriving in the living room, the sandman suppressed the worry in his heart and asked, “What are you?” ”

Wang Qiang looked at the pistol in the sandman’s hand and said disdainfully: “What kind of person am I?” I’m certainly a guy who almost got robbed by you. ”

The sand man did not dare to move, the strength of the young man in front of him was very strong and strange, and he had just lost one of his hands before he met.

Wang Qiang looked at the sand man playfully and asked, “Do you feel that you have a bit of superpower, and you dare to act recklessly?” “A yellow~colored magic array appeared at the feet of the sandman.

The sandman was horrified to find that he could not control his body.

With a wave of Wang Qiang’s hand, the sand man was teleported to the courtyard and turned into a vivid sand sculpture.

“The guts are really fat, you will obediently stay in my yard as a sand sculpture in the future.” Wang Qiang was very disdainful.

Soil solidification magic, used to strengthen sand, a small magic that is so simple that it can no longer be simple. But at this moment, it is most appropriate to deal with sandmen. Sometimes it’s not that the more powerful the magic, the better, but the right magic is the best.

The body of the sandman began to stiffen from soft ~ soft, and the terrified sandman shouted: “I promise!” I promise you the conditions! ”

Wang Qiang looked puzzled, teleported the sand man to him, and asked, “Conditions, what conditions?” “I didn’t put forward any conditions at all.

Feeling his body gradually stiffen, the sandman hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted: “I agree to the conditions on the contract, please let me go!” ”

Wang Qiang was very curious, unlocked the magic on the sandman, and asked, “Contract, what contract?” “I didn’t make a contract with this sandman at all.

The sandman looked at the boy in front of him in fear, swallowed his saliva and said, “I am willing to do things for you, please let me go.” ”

Wang Qiang asked suspiciously: “You explain the contract first, I don’t think I have made a contract with anyone.” ”

Now it was the turn of the sandman to be stunned, and asked cautiously: “Aren’t you the devil?” ”

Wang Qiang had a black line and released his divine power, which was as vast as the sea, and everything around him seemed to be subordinate to Wang Qiang’s feet.

The sandman screamed loudly, a black paper appeared from the sandman’s body to resist the divine power, the dark characters and the special dark pattern on the corner of the paper explained to Wang Qiang that this was an authentic devil contract that could not be more authentic – the pattern on the corner of the paper was the real content of the contract, that was the devil’s words, those were the real content of the contract.

The corners of Wang Qiang’s mouth raised and said, “Dark contract, you signed a contract with the devil, right?” This can now explain what happened earlier, this sandman seems to think of himself as the devil. After all, dark forces have always been synonymous with evil.

Wang Qiang withdrew his divine power and looked at the sandman playfully.

The sand man looked at Wang Qiang in fear, and the feeling that the man in front of him gave himself was far stronger than that devil, and it was even more terrifying. If facing the devil is only a fear in the heart, then when facing this teenager, it is a fear in the soul.

Wang Qiang used spatial magic to take out a wine glass, looked at the fearful sandman playfully, and said: “Tell me your story, I am very interested in your story.” ”

The sandman still didn’t understand that the boy in front of him was not a devil at all, but the feeling of seeing a natural enemy just now made the sandman understand that the boy in front of him was probably a god, and a more powerful god than the devil who made a contract with him.

The story of Sandman is simple, nothing more than a gangster desperate for power who inadvertently dripped blood on a piece of paper after grabbing it, and has been hunted by the devil ever since.

Wang Qiang narrowed his eyes and tapped on the table: “It seems that the contract is not simple, the strength of a devil is still very strong, there must be some special reason or something to protect you, otherwise you would have been killed a long time ago.” ”

The sandman was trembling all over, and his voice trembled: “I don’t know anything, I only know that I want to live, so I run desperately.” ”

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