The Days of Being King Elden in American Comics

"Hey, buddy, what you're doing is very dangerous. If you don't want your little girlfriend to see your head explode, just get out of the way!"

The soldier boy said to Klein. He obviously thought that Klein used great strength to block his progress.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for an ordinary person to be able to stop him from being pulled casually when he was unprepared.

"Please!" Klein made a gesture of invitation and looked at the soldier boy with a smile on his face.

The soldier boy looked impatient, and then said to Klein: "I suggest you go farther away."

After saying this, the soldier boy moved among the crowd.

Wherever he went, onlookers were ruthlessly pushed away by him.

This guy is really strong, almost as strong as the people from his motherland, but he doesn't have the ability to fly.

In terms of combat and overall strength alone, he is also an "S-class" superhero on the same level as the people of the motherland.

On the high platform, Master Merlin, played by Storm, was reading awkward scriptures.

She had a compassionate face, like a deity descended from the world, and she kept sprinkling some liquid on the praying crowd.

"I have a question!"

A powerful voice emerged from the crowd, causing the loudspeakers in the square to lose their effectiveness.

'Merlin' looked into the crowd and spotted this dirty homeless man.

After taking a look at the helpless crowd, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, which made 'Merlin' feel bad.

"What's your problem?" Merlin asked with a smile.

"After this blessing potion is sprinkled, why do a few of us get 'miracles'?" The soldier boy rubbed the rucksack behind him. The contents seemed to be very heavy.

"Good question!" Merlin said with a smile: "This is because a new era has arrived. This is a sacred object given by gods in ancient times, which can change people's potential."

"But I think this thing is very similar to Walter's compound No. [-]!" The soldier boy stared at the old partner in front of him.

The other party didn't recognize me with the beard on my face, which was very funny.

He vaguely remembered that 'Free Girl' (Storm's former super-English stage name) had a lot of fun, and even held a large-scale party with him, where everyone had fun together.

She has not changed at all now, and she is indeed the original superhero injected with the original No. [-] compound.

"You are blasphemous!" the crowd shouted, and people began to surround the soldier boy.

Klein, who was not far away, pulled Melina and walked back.

It is in sharp contrast with the nearby crowds, forming a unique scenic belt.

'Merlin' noticed this, but she had to focus on the soldier boy now.

The sudden appearance of this man put a lot of pressure on her and made him feel a little bad.

"Do we know each other?" Merlin asked.

The soldier boy grinned and let out a hearty and low laugh: "Hahaha...Have you forgotten? You like it best when I whip you with a chain."

"Chains...soldier boy!!"

Merlin whispered to himself.

"He is a heretic, a cultist! He is a genetic monster left over from Walter Company!"

Hearing this, the soldier boy gave a wry smile.

"Fake, you are so eloquent. It's better to save words like 'genetic monster' to describe yourself!"

"kill him!"

"Kill this genetic monster!"

"He is a superhero from the last era. Superheroes deserve to die!"

Several big men gathered around him.

"boom!"

With a crisp sound, the soldier boy swung his shield, denting a man's chest and throwing him dozens of meters like a sandbag.

Klein saw this scene and thought to himself: "Soldier Boy is much stronger than the TV version..."

The crowd began to riot.

A real homeless man with a stooped figure and a wretched appearance was at the entrance of the alley, constantly picking up hot dogs and Coke bottles that people discarded.

"Hot dog...Coke!!"

He kept growling and excitedly ate hot dogs and drank drinks.

Both Klein and Melina thought that he would be trampled to death by the crowd, but they did not expect that those who were approaching would scream in surprise when they touched him.

It was like hitting a piece of steel.

Many people fell directly to the ground.

"It's delicious, I want to eat more..." he said to himself.

But the next second, a buzz rang out from the crowd.

A ball of orange-red light lit up.