Chapter 203: The Evil Six: Sandman

On Halloween night, the moonlight was hazy.

The faint smell of candy and the laughter of children's mischief floated over New York, and the whole city was filled with the festive atmosphere.

In a corner of the garden in Queens, New York, under the tree decorated with pumpkin lanterns, there was a completely different atmosphere from this festival.

A bald humanoid creature dressed in ancient priest costume, standing upright, was nervously looking at the young man in front of him who was sitting lazily in a chair, frowning and thinking.

The flickering light of the pumpkin lantern was reflected on the shiny bald head of the bald humanoid creature, illuminating the faint cold sweat.

The silence lasted for a while, and was finally broken by the sigh of the young man.

"If it can't be done under normal circumstances, it means it can be done under special circumstances. Can you tell me what special circumstances there are?"

"There is a limit to the amount of energy that any person's body can withstand. Therefore, some people have proposed a method of storing power in weapons, that is, forging magical instruments or artifacts.

Through these instruments, ordinary people can obtain super-great power for a short period of time. For example, Thor's hammer Mjolnir can lend the power of Thor to the host."

Russell nodded. Thor's hammer is indeed a typical example.

Steve Rogers and Jane Foster. Earth-199999 had two people who used Thor's hammer to temporarily and greatly improve their combat power and participated in the battle.

If the multiverse is added, the number of people will be even greater.

It's just that. Take the example of Galactus, one of the best background boards.

Russell and Galactus have different needs.

Planet Galactus devours planets to resist hunger, and it's fine as long as the planets are enough to eat and don't starve to death.

Russell absorbs energy to improve himself. The more energy, the better. Finding apostles in the right dimension for him is also the better.

Thor's hammer Mjolnir is obviously not a standard weapon that can be mass-produced, otherwise Thor would not have needed to use the ones Hela had left.

It's impossible to borrow dozens of Thor's hammers from each universe, right?

Russell stroked his chin, thinking about this possibility.

He would try it himself first to see if he could find a way. If not, he would have to let Thor from other universes do it.

"Observer, please prepare a copy of the spell information related to the enhancement for me."

"Okay, God Russell."

The observer breathed a sigh of relief, formed seals with both hands, and a blank book appeared out of thin air with the crystal energy flashing.

Then, the crystal energy outlined runes one by one and imprinted them on the blank book.

As the runes were imprinted, the pages of the book turned, and spells took shape and were engraved in the book.

After a while, the observer stopped his hand movements and presented this freshly baked spell collection with both hands.

Russell took it casually, put it away and put it into the dimensional space.

There is no rush to watch now, there will be plenty of time after the party.

Similarly, Russell was not in a hurry to collect the 10 billion energy that served as a ticket.

Instead, he gave the observer a dimensional fragment coordinate and asked them to store the energy there first.

After that, the two observers left, and Russell and Gwen continued to stroll in the garden with Irene, Little Gwen and Helen.

Outside the garden, more pumpkin lanterns flickered in the night, as if countless eyes were spying on this Halloween cosplay carnival until the edge of the city.

A swaying figure in the dark was staggering towards the city.

Where he walked, gravel fell one by one, paving a twisted line.

And the line pointed to the garden where Russell and Gwen were in Queens, New York.

Sandman, William Baker. One of the evil six, Spider-Man's nemesis.

His ability is similar to the ability of the Sand-Sand Fruit of the Natural Devil Fruit in One Piece, and is also restrained by water.

He can control the sand through his mind, converting part or all of his body into sand-like substances to avoid physical attacks.

As time passed, William Baker walked into the city.

Under the light of the pumpkin lantern, his exposed skin was sandy.

If it was normal, people would easily notice his abnormality. But at this time, they just thought he was good at makeup.

A black guy wearing plastic texture, red and gold armor, obviously cosplaying Iron Man, approached from the side and back, patted William Baker on the shoulder, and said familiarly: "Hey, man, which character are you cosplaying? Your makeup is so cool!"

William Baker slowly turned his head and glanced at the black guy. On his face condensed with gravel, only two eyeballs flashed cold light.

The black guy was frightened and took a half step back. Then he became angry and pushed William Baker hard: "Don't say it, why are you so fierce."

What the black guy didn't expect was that he didn't push William Baker away.

Instead, his right hand that pushed William Baker sank into William Baker's shoulder, just like sinking into quicksand.

"Hey, man. I didn't mean it. Let me go."

The black guy tried to pull his arm out, but it was no use.

"Let me go!"

The noise here soon attracted the attention of several other black guys nearby. They rushed forward and surrounded William Baker.

In the police station, George Stacy's office door was pushed open, and a young police officer walked in and quickly reported: "Chief, four bodies were found on Eleventh Avenue in Queens. The murderer is suspected to be a superpower."

"Eleventh Avenue, I remember there are several surveillance cameras nearby. Did you capture the murderer's crime process?" George Stacy thought for a while and asked.

"The surveillance camera nearby is broken and has not been repaired. There are only some photos of the scene that were just taken."

The young police officer put the information in his hand on George Stacy's desk, including several photos of the scene.

These photos captured the death of the deceased from multiple angles. The common point is

-there is sand in many parts of the body, including the mouth, nose, eyes, ears and other parts.

George Stacy ordered: "Add more people to patrol the vicinity of Eleventh Avenue, and notify the police to pay attention to safety and keep a distance when encountering suspicious people.

In addition, contact the New York branch of the S.W.R.D. This case is suspected to be a supernatural case, let their people take over."

When the young police officer went out, George Stacy sighed.

It is not his character to give up the case,

but this case involving superpowers is too dangerous!

Ordinary people have no resistance in front of superpowers, and all kinds of superpowers are hard to guard against. If you are not careful, you will suffer heavy casualties.

He is the deputy commissioner of the New York Police Department and is responsible for the safety of his police officers.

Professional matters should be left to professionals.

By pushing the case over, he could avoid being blamed.

After thinking about it for a long time, George Stacy finally couldn't help but curse himself in his heart.

Damn politics!

"Call the police!"

George Stacy decided to go to the front line to track down the traces of this dangerous superpower.

On the other side, William Baker was still walking forward aimlessly.

As if guided by fate, he was getting closer and closer to the garden.