My name is Robert Reynolds. I'm a nobody living in New York. I'm an ordinary high school student. Many times, I've fantasized that I could be like Spiderman, gaining superpowers overnight, becoming a superhero, upholding justice and fighting evil.
But I can't do it … not only because I can't gain superpowers, but also because of my cowardly personality and my terrible living habits. In fact, I'm a drug addict. It's not a big deal. The people around me are the same age as me, so it's not something I can't talk about.
Too much about my past. It was a terrible time and a terrible story that I don't even want to remember. In short, my life is a mess. It's like shit.
But it doesn't matter. I saw Professor Nolson leaving his lab. Great! His lab door is locked, but one of the windows is still open! This is my chance. You know, as a drug addict, the cost is very high, and I'm a little short of money recently …
When night fell, I snuck into the lab. That damn window couldn't stop me at all. I didn't recognize the strange equipment that Professor Nolson put in the lab, but I knew that I had to take one or two of them that looked valuable before anyone found out …
I spent fifteen minutes looking for my target in the lab. When I noticed that the school security was getting closer and closer, I took the things I found and ran away. But before I left the lab, I found a yellow reagent on Professor Nolson's table. It was undergoing some kind of reaction.
To be honest, I don't know why I reached out and kept it with me. Maybe it was fate. Anyway, I put it in my pocket.
When I was running away, I was unfortunately discovered by the security. I ran all the way and was finally cornered by them.
I fell down, and the thing in my pocket broke. I felt broken glass piercing my waist and a sour liquid. It seemed to be corroding my body.
At that moment, I felt like I was thrown into the surface of the sun. My flesh was burned, and I couldn't make a sound because of the pain.
My vision was dark …
I knew that I might die, but if life is really like what that bastard who dressed like a sorcerer said, and if there is an afterlife, I hope … I can become a real superhero.
En … just like the Spiderman that I admire. Perhaps, even stronger than him!!!
My name is Robert Reynolds. This is the end of my terrible story … Of course, it is also the beginning of a new story, a new life … On this day, I met the man who changed my life.
Boom!
A dazzling red light tore through the night sky of New York, like a destructive rainbow in the darkness, crossing the sky above. At this moment, the highly concentrated energy even broke through the cover of the atmosphere, and all the energy detection stations on Earth detected the explosion of destructive power.
"Take Joel to a safe place. I'll go take a look!"
Clark, the reporter from the Daily Planet, was having dinner with his family. He put down his cutlery and said to his wife, Louise, who was hugging their son, Joel. He stood up and reached out to wipe the rice off the corner of his son's mouth. Then, he turned around and rushed out into the night through the open window.
"Mommy, mommy, did daddy beat up the bad guys?"
Little Qiao 'er was 10 years old this year. It was the time when he was curious. He twisted his neck restlessly in his mother's arms and looked in the direction his father had left. His eyes were filled with admiration and curiosity.
"It's okay, Joel. Your daddy will be back soon."
As the wife of a superhero, Louise was already used to this kind of sudden separation. She sighed and walked into the bedroom with her son. There was an activated teleportation portal there.
"Let's go to Auntie Ophira's place to play … You have to be good ~"
Clark's figure flew through the air. He turned his head and saw the red armor rushing from the direction of Manhattan. Stark was obviously alarmed.
When he approached the site of the explosion, Clark, who was wearing casual clothes, landed on the roof. The next moment, a shadow fell from the sky and landed beside him.
"The energy here is abnormal …"
Little Spider rambled on as he took out the Spider Suit from his bag and put it on. "Look down there, it looks like it was bombed by a nuclear bomb …"
As Little Spider said, in front of Clark's eyes, the entire community high school and this block seemed to have been hit by a meteorite. The ground sunk into a big pit, and the soil in the pit was full of blue-purple light. There were energy sparks visible to the naked eye flowing back and forth in the light.
It looked as if a door to another world had been opened here.
"Click"
While the two were talking, a faint sound of metal collision sounded in the air. Iron Man also landed smoothly beside the two people. When he landed, the metal shell on his arm flipped and quickly turned into a portable energy detector in a dazzling reorganization.
"This is not energy that can be born naturally in the earth's environment. It's more like mysterious particles in the universe. God, it's still expanding! It's almost the same feeling as when a whole sun collapsed. "
"Click"
The helmet on Iron Man's face flipped outward, revealing his face with two bright red hickeys. He greeted Clark and Little Spider and said in a deep voice,
"Contact Fury. Let's find a way to bind this energy first. Once it becomes unstable, the whole of New York will be finished."
"Wait! Mr. Stark! "
Little Spider interrupted Stark and Clark's plan. He poked his head out towards the rolling light in front of him and said with a hint of doubt:
"I seem to see a person in the light!"
"Huh?"
Stark turned his head and looked at Little Spider. "Parker, are you drunk? In such an energy level, ordinary people will be directly vaporized … unless … "
"Unless he or she is not an ordinary person!"
Clark jumped down from the roof and shouted, "Let's go and take a look first. If what Little Spider saw is true, then it proves that this terrible thing is not a coincidence. At the very least, we have a survivor and bystander, or the murderer!"
"Whoosh"
Little Spider's figure quickly fell into the surging energy with the elastic force of the spider silk. When he landed, he felt a little uncomfortable. The energy here was too violent and even made him dizzy.
"Uh, I think I have to go out first …"
Little Spider scratched his head and was ready to jump out of the danger zone and leave the search to the Son of Krypton and Iron Man. But when he turned around, he felt a trace of horror in his eyes.
Behind him, under the collapsed floor, it was buried in the soil.
"Where are you?"
Little Spider took a step forward. He stretched his left hand forward and raised his right hand to show that he meant no harm. He shouted loudly, "Can you come out and meet us? By the way, tell us what happened here! We mean no harm! "
"You! Who are you? "
The hidden figure seemed to be terrified. Even his voice had turned hoarse and deep, as though he was gasping for air, or suppressing some restless emotions. "What?" His voice had turned hoarse and deep.
"Go! Get out of here! I don't believe you! "
"Hey, hey! Buddy, calm down! "
The violent energy made Little Spider take a step back subconsciously. He shouted loudly:
"Look! I'm Spiderman. Everyone in New York knows me. If you know me, you should know that I only beat bad guys … Are you a bad guy? "
"Me! Of course I'm not! You … you're Spiderman? Really? "
The voice seemed to be in a trance. When he heard Spiderman say his name, his voice suddenly rose a few degrees:
"Are you really him? I … I'm your fan. Yes, I admire you very much … I … I'm not a bad guy, I'm not … I just … I just … "
"Okay! Okay! Buddy, don't be nervous! "
Seeing that the guy hiding in front of him was showing signs of confusion again, Spiderman hurriedly said, "Anyway, I'm here to help you! Trust me! "
"Come on, come out of your hiding place. It's safe here, I promise … Uh, generally promise!"
Little Spider waved his hands and calmed the guy's chaotic thoughts little by little. He always had a special aura that made people trust him. In fact, Little Spider was the most popular Superhero among New York citizens. To some extent, he was even more popular than the handsome and rich Iron Man.
Because he treated everyone equally and would do everything he could to help them.
Under the little spider's persuasion, the guy hiding in the ruins walked out like a frightened little animal. He covered his face with his hands in fear, but through the gaps between his fingers, one could clearly see the surging radiance that resembled the sun.
With the movement of his feet, every step made the surrounding energy roll quickly, as if it was absorbed by his body little by little.
"That's it! Come on, give me your hand! You won't hurt me, right? "
Little Spider instinctively felt danger from the guy in front of him, but he could also feel the guy's restless heart. He reached out and whispered in the softest voice:
"I'm here to help you, trust me!"
"You're really … really Spiderman … I, of course I won't hurt you …"
When he saw Spiderman with his own eyes, this guy showed a very happy mood. He stepped forward and tried to grab Spiderman's hand, but this time he used too much force and directly stepped on the ground under the two people's feet, creating an oval depression.
This caused both of them to be stunned.
"Sorry, I, I didn't mean to …"
When the guy saw that he had done something wrong, he hurriedly tried to grab Little Spider's hand and apologize. At this moment, Iron Man and Superman rushed out of the ruins. In their vision, they saw a guy with dangerous energy trying to grab the poor Little Spider.
This was naturally regarded as aggressive behavior.
"Whoosh" "Whoosh"
More than a dozen missiles were ejected from the projector on the back of the Iron Man Armor, and Clark sped up, trying to save the "endangered" Little Spider from the monster.
"No! Don't hit him! No!!! "
Little Spider screamed, trying to stop his two friends' attack, but it was too late.
In a state of confusion, this strange guy's prediction of danger has reached a surprising level. At the moment when the missile was launched, he opened his hands and two huge yellow beams of light ejected from his palms, easily drowning Iron Man and Superman in them.
"You! Liars! Unworthy … untrustworthy! "
"Boom!"
The yellow energy rolled and burst out, like the light of thousands of stars, pushing this mysterious guy into the starry sky. After he disappeared, the little spider rushed to Iron Man and Superman. The two very strong big guys have entered a state of injury after a casual blow from that guy.
"Who is this ruthless character that suddenly appeared?"
Superman wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The moment he was hit by the light just now, he felt like he had been hit by a planet and there was no way to resist.
And Stark beside him was even more miserable. His blood-rimmed armor suddenly opened at a high temperature and Stark, who had been severely burned inside, was thrown out.
"Just now, his energy burst surpassed the limits of what I can detect... It was like a newly born and rapidly expanding universe suddenly exploding."
Stark knelt on the ground, groaning in pain. He trembled all over and looked at Little Spider and Superman. He shook his head.
"No matter who he is, he is no longer a guy we can deal with …"
"Boom!"
Robert Reynolds, who had rushed into the starry sky, was in a mess. After the strange potion really gave him unimaginable power, he was not ecstatic. On the contrary, he fell into a kind of panic.
He did not know what happened to his body, nor did he know why those superheroes attacked him.
As a groupie, of course he knew Iron Man and Superman. Although he had power, he was still an ordinary person at heart. After the disaster that caused the destruction of a neighborhood, he was like a desperate criminal novice. He was so panicked that he did not even know where he was going …
In his heart, he had become a villain.
"Hum!"
Translator: WQL Editor: Aleem In the barren stars before Robert Reynolds, a gate formed by broken space abruptly appeared. Then, a man in an apron and a loose casual shirt walked out of the broken gate. He stood in front of Reynolds with arms akimbo.
Although the man's appearance was a bit ridiculous, the feeling he gave Reynolds was like a wall, firmly blocking the endless starry sky in front of him.
Even his incomparably sharp senses were telling him that if he dared to run into the wall, he would … die.
The panicked Reynolds stopped running wildly without direction. He did not know how to face the man who suddenly appeared in front of him. The man just looked at Reynolds for a moment and shook his head in disdain.
"Uh, a lucky guy at the universe-level … To be honest, the way you got your power really makes me jealous, friend."
His voice was very gentle, but it made Reynolds feel a little humiliated. He clenched his fists, the darkness and power in his heart surged. The beast in his heart roared and wanted to rush out of the fence to teach this arrogant man a real lesson.
Opposite him, the yellow-skinned, black-haired man moved his wrists and said, "It's been 10 years since I last fought someone.
"I haven't fought with anyone else for almost 10 years. If I hit you too hard later, you must tell me … That's if you can survive …"
"Stop bragging!"
Reynolds felt that his patience had reached the limit. The memory of easily defeating Iron Man and Superman appeared in his mind. He felt that maybe he did not need to be afraid!
So he raised his fists and rushed toward the man in front of him like a yellow meteor.
He saw six different colored gems appear behind the man's back. Then he heard the man say in a deep voice:
"Overlord – Divine Punishment!"
"Boom boom boom boom!"
In the overwhelming light that seemed to distort the entire starry sky and universe, Reynolds only felt his vision turn black. He tried to use the surging star power in his body to fight back, but …
"Why! Why are your fists so weak! "
"Why is your threat so weak!"
"Fight back! Punch like a man! Let me see … let me see, how far can you go!!! "
"Boom!!!"
The light that illuminated the starry sky only lasted for less than three seconds. The broken starlight like a meteorite drew a bright trace in the dark stars, sliding from the battlefield to the distant earth.
The disappearance of his opponent stunned the man who had suddenly appeared. He was still in his punching posture. He looked at the empty stars, and two seconds later, he shook his head, withdrew his fist, and tidied his clothes. He took off the apron that he didn't have time to take off and lit a cigarette in a bleak manner.
In the starry sky, there was no air at all. He blew out a smoke ring and looked at his right hand.
"It's not that he's too weak … it's me … I'm too strong …"
When Reynolds regained his consciousness again, he found that he had returned to earth and was thrown into a barren desert. And the unbelievably strong man was standing in the desert in front of him. The smoke of his cigarette rose little by little in the setting sun.
The man seemed to notice his awakening. He turned his head, squatted down, and patted Reynolds's cheek.
"You've gained power, but the price is the destruction of a street in New York. 223 people died tragically. Maybe I should kill you here …"
Reynolds's heart tightened. Even his rapidly recovering body started to tremble. But the next moment, the man suddenly laughed like a madman and stood up. He stretched out his left foot and kicked Reynolds. "You're right. You're right.
"That's what I would do 10 years ago … since the power has chosen you, it means that there should be a place for you in this world."
"Go back to where you came from and use your actions to atone for the 223 lives. Of course, you can continue to do evil … but my eyes will be watching you …"
He clapped his hands and flicked a wisp of ash in the wind.
"According to our terrible tradition, I should give you a name."
"Then from today onwards … you'll be called Sentinel! The Sentinel who removes danger from the world, the Sentinel who watches over civilization, and the Sentinel who stands guard for me. Hmm … that's a good name. "
Reynolds raised his head dizzily and sat cross-legged in the desert at dusk. He looked at the figure in front of him in awe. In the sunset that illuminated half of the sky, the big boss in front of him smoked silently, a man who seemed to be enjoying a rare peace.
He should be a big boss.
Reynolds told himself so. After a while, he stood up carefully and patted the dust on his body. He asked respectfully in a low voice.
"Then … Sir, how should I address you?"
"Hmm?"
The man turned his head. Smoke curled around half of his face. The golden rays of the setting sun shrouded half of his body, while the other half was shrouded in shadows. Light and shadow formed an almost substantial balance on this man who seemed to have experienced the vicissitudes of life.
"Fufu …"
When the last wisp of smoke rose, he draped the apron over his shoulders like a windbreaker. In the dimming sunset, he left as quietly as he had appeared.
"You can call me Saber, Saber Hawk …"
"Or … Overlord!"
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