I'm At American Comics: I Have A Magic Simulator

Chapter 242 Not Good, There Is An Inner Ghost

"I'll count to three, and if you don't come out, you'll stay here forever. The woman in the red cloth headscarf ignored them and started counting down.

"1...2..."

"Wait...wait a minute!"

Xue Weier hurriedly picked up his suitcase and sighed. Please check this out first, I'm sure you'll find it interesting!"

With these words, the suitcase was opened.

Rumlow couldn't help but take a look. He had been curious about what was in this suitcase for a long time. It was indeed the treasure that Sit Weil hid on the road.

Inside the suitcase is a crimson crystal.

The moment this crystal appeared, the surrounding air seemed to thicken, creating a daunting pressure.

"this person..……………"

The red-robed woman narrowed her eyes slightly, and after a moment of silence, she waved her hand to stop those ninjas who wanted to go forward, took a deep look at them, and then said in a deep voice: "You two come with me, the leader wants to see you .

Chiefs?

Rumlow and Xue Weier looked at each other, each seeing the shock in the other's eyes.

This woman covered with a red cloth can't really be the leader of these men in black!?

Shocked, they saw a woman covered in a red cloth jump off a beam more than ten meters high and slam it on the marble floor, making a terrible cracking sound.

The hand apparently overpowers Rumlow.

As a mortal, he has excellent physical strength, but if he jumped from a beam more than ten meters high, even if he didn't die, his leg would be broken, but this woman was unscathed. See how perverted she is! Her hands are in the air An arc was drawn.

Rumlow estimated in his heart that if he fought this woman with bare hands, he would be killed within ten rounds! This was his advantage.

And such a person is not the person in charge of the Hand in Hand Association?

It seems that after Wuzhishan's death, "Jessica Jones" who regained control of the Hand in Hand Association is much stronger than they imagined!

At least when the "Five Fingers" were in power, they didn't show such perverted physics, nor did they have the ability to crawl out of the shadows, otherwise S.H.I.E.L.D would have ripped them apart.

Rumlow suppressed the shock in his heart, and Heath-Will followed the woman into the elevator.

Thirty-six floors underground?

Rumlow and Sit-Will were stunned again as they watched the floor pressed down by the masked woman.

If one floor is two and a half meters, then the thirty-sixth floor is 90 meters underground, which is too amazing! This is why they chose to be one floor underground.

When exactly did they unknowingly build a building ninety meters underground?

Buzz~buzz~buzz~~

With the slight vibration of the elevator, the beating numbers stopped.

Ding!

The elevator doors opened.

What Rumlow and Sitwell see is an underground palace with huge amounts of ground!

The palace is built in the oriental style: several huge amounts of columns stand on a circular dome, which is decorated with various ornate Beast】Ten white marble stairs extend from the foot to the depths of the palace

"Here is.........~?"

Sitter-Will looked almost dumbfounded.

No matter how much he thought, he would never have thought that there would be such a magnificent palace hidden under the hand-in-hand building!" "What is this?" he asked.

Rumlow's eyes widened; he too seemed stunned by the sight.

"follow me."

The masked woman in red said coldly, and walked deep into the palace with her long legs.

Rumlow and Sit-Well put away the shock in their hearts, and followed her into the depths of the palace.

Tate-Will looked at the murals around him, and suddenly realized that they had some kind of story about some kind of war written on them.

The first mural is of a newborn baby.

The baby was so weak that he couldn't see, hear, speak, or even move, like a dead body.

In the second mural, the baby who should have died miraculously survived, and a group of people appeared around him, worshiping him as a god.

In the third mural, the child is now grown.

He has become a handsome young man with flowing black hair, and more and more people follow him, all casting awe-inspiring gazes at him.

In the fourth mural, a black-haired middle-aged man sits on the throne, and those who follow him kneel on the ground and bow their heads, as if welcoming the return of the king.

The fifth mural is an eerie battle!

A group of white men with bows and arrows, led by a middle-aged black-haired man, fought with a group of black men with long swords. The red paint was smeared heavily. The battle was so terrible that even through the mural, Sitwell could Smell the blood rushing up the nose!

In the blink of an eye, the mural came to the last person.

A dark-haired middle-aged man was dead, lying quietly on the ground surrounded by shadows, and in front of his body stood a bald, scarred man with a fiery knife in his hand.

"Tsk tsk...that's weird..."

After examining the murals, Lumulo couldn't help but ask, "Did you notice that, out of all the murals, this dark-haired man is the only one who isn't depicted with eyes?"

Hearing Rumlow's words, T-Weir asked again, before speaking in surprise. "That's true, but why is he the only one of all the men whose eyes weren't cut off?"

These murals are quite realistic, and all the characters are portrayed as eyes, but only the "protagonist" in the murals is not depicted as eyes, which is obviously intentional by the artist.

"Who knows, it's none of our business anyway." Rumlow shrugged, staring at the mural thoughtfully, "Instead of wondering if he has eyes, let's think about what these murals are, what do they mean?" what!"

"I think I've seen them before."

Sit Will (Li Lizhao) stared blankly at these murals, feeling a sense of déjà vu in his mind.

Especially the scene depicting the fight between the man in black and the man in white, he always felt that he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember clearly.

"Where is he."

The woman wearing a red turban interrupted their thoughts, pushed open the copper door in front of them, walked in, bowed her head respectfully, and said, "Master Jessica, they have been brought here."

Rumlow and T-Weel took a deep breath and followed him through the bronze door.

It's another palace!

It's just that the scale of this palace is much smaller than the outside.

An unknown light source hangs from the top, illuminating the entire palace, and only one seat is placed inside the palace.

"Thank you, Erica."

The dark-haired woman sat on it, propping her cheek with one hand, her eyes as still as the sea. "You can step back, I have a lot to talk to them about."