Chapter 342 Tyranny (Happy New Year)

Alvin felt that the newborn thing had absorbed a lot of vitality, a burst of happy messages came from his mind, and his body began to expand rapidly!

Alvin watched as the little thing began to surge from his right hand and began to cover his whole body until his face was completely covered.

Turning his head, Alvin discovered that this thing could actually adjust his sight. The layer of biological tissue covering his face did not obstruct his sight at all. Instead, it can observe the rear and side directions for Alvin when he needs it, and project images directly into his mind.

And Alvin didn't know if it was his illusion, he felt as if his senses were amplified.

In fact, Alvin's own physique is far beyond that of ordinary people, and his five senses are very sharp. But it took him a long time to get used to the feeling of being like a superman. Then learn to filter information, otherwise a neurasthenic person will basically be unable to escape. Matt Daredevil has been troubled for many years by his hearing that is far beyond ordinary people.

Now this biological armor can amplify external information again, but the good thing about it is that it can be controlled, and it can provide the external information Alvin needs according to his needs.

This is amazing. You don’t need to type on the keyboard to perform tedious operations. You have a full-view monitoring device connected to your brain. This is a perfect fit for Alvin!

With it, you can hear, see, and even smell the information you want to know. With this thing, who will dare to be lazy in the restaurant in the future, and who will dare to secretly say bad things about themselves?

Norman Osborne raised his hand to signal in front of Alvin, and pointed to a huge full-length mirror not far away with a smile.

Alvin was really curious about his current appearance. He walked to the full-length mirror and found that he had turned into a super strong man over two meters tall.

The whole body is covered with smooth black biological armor, and all the physical features are magnified. The head is like a black egg with its shell opened.

Alvin buckled one of his abs and turned back to Norman Osborn and shouted: "What the hell is this? This is so damn ugly! Where did you get your eight-pack abs?" "

Norman Osborne laughed loudly and patted the armrest of the sofa next to him, and said happily: "I was like this the first time, haha! Man, you have to adapt to it, try to control it, and let everything happen on your own. It sure sucks to come!

You know, the first time I put it on, I felt like a paunchy fucked chicken, and that was insanely stupid! Ha ha! "

Alvin finally understood. This thing can change its shape according to his own needs, so that's no problem.

After communicating with this newborn gadget in my mind, with the massive input of the life energy of the corpse-eating vine, Alvin's biological armor began to change in a ferocious and terrifying direction. The spikes on the joints, the wide breastplate, The most important thing is to have eight neat abdominal muscles. All the smooth outer muscles turned into angular armor shapes.

Finally, I got myself a cool helmet with a Y-shaped opening, and a smaller black Ares No. 2 appeared.

Alvin stretched his limbs with satisfaction. He didn't feel any inconvenience at all. He even felt more sensitive than when he was wearing Ares 2.

The most important thing is that the current look avoids the embarrassment of wearing tight clothes. This thing must be tall, long legs, and a good figure to wear it with a stylish look, otherwise whoever wears it will be embarrassed! Have you ever seen that weakling Stark wearing tights?

Alvin took off the helmet on his face, smiled at Norman Osborne, and said, "What a great gadget! Its capabilities are far beyond my imagination!"

As he spoke, Alvin condensed a simple double-edged battle ax in his right hand and tried to swing it, but he could hardly feel the weight. This made him a little disappointed. The big ax always felt like it was missing something without its weight.

Just when Alvin was thinking about something, the newborn little guy seemed to sense Alvin's thoughts. The little guy stopped absorbing life energy and began to focus the energy input from the corpse-eating vine towards the battle ax in Alvin's hand.

With the transfer of life energy, Alvin was surprised to find that the tomahawk in his hand began to gain weight. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Alvin felt that the black tomahawk in his hand began to glow.

Alvin curiously increased the energy transmission of the corpse-eating vine, and the newborn little guy seemed unable to restrain his instinctive joy and let out a cheerful chirp.

This cry actually resonated strangely with the biological armor on Norman Osborne!

The green biological armor protruded a long tentacle from Norman Osborn's wrist, swinging in Alvin's direction, as if praying for something.

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At the same time, in a small town in New Jersey. A homeless man in tattered clothes, with a headless body lying at his feet, opened his dark eyes and looked in the direction of New York. He murmured softly, "Companion! Food! Host!"

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After receiving the satisfactory message from the new born little guy, Alvin waved his hand to disperse the corpse vines. As the corpse-eating vine disappeared, the biological armor on Norman Osborn also fell silent.

Alvin waved the double-edged battle ax in his hand proudly. It had completely separated from the biological armor and became a real battle ax. The weight is huge, and it feels full of impact when you swing it. The most important thing is that it seems to be very sharp and strong.

Handing the double-edged battle ax to the stunned Norman Osborn, Alvin smiled proudly and said: "Brother, I guess you don't know they still have this ability, right? Haha!"

Norman Osborne took the heavy battle ax with both hands. He couldn't swing it without arms.

Unconvinced, Norman Osborne armed himself with two arms and tested the extremely vicious tomahawk on his unfortunate coffee table.

Well~ the coffee table was easily chopped into pieces without any resistance!

Norman Osborne shook his head, sighed and returned the battle ax to Alvin, saying: "You are a magical person, it seems that the little guy has found the best master!

Give him a name! It will stay with you for a long time! "

Alvin stroked the little guy who had retreated to his wrist to form a complex pattern, thought for a while, and said: "I like it, but the little guy is a bit too docile, let's call it 'violent'!

Its nature is docile, but in my hands it will definitely show a violent side!

It will make my enemies tremble! I'm sure he'll like this name! "