I become light in American comics

"I swear those were not my exact words."

Shen You said seriously.

"I definitely didn't say that."

"So it means you haven't said something similar before, right?" Sai Luo said with a blank look.

Shen You: "."

Shen, who knew he was in the wrong, was speechless and had no choice but to glance displeased at Kara, who was licking her lips. The latter had been shrinking his head and trying to reduce his sense of presence since he said the wrong thing. Now it seemed to him that he had lowered his head even more and whispered something like "I forgot to turn off the faucet when I remembered". Tails ran away.

Fortunately, Mr. Sai Shao was in large numbers, and the matter was over with a wave of his hand. In fact, Shen Youxun thought that the main reason might be that Rabbit did not find this offensive.

Stinky is his character, and he has long accepted this setting. After all, his strength is there, and he also has a strange physique that "if he doesn't show off, he will die." Even if I get struck by lightning when I show off sometimes, I will still be arrogant the next time.

"You are still doing so much scientific research here."

"yes."

As soon as Shen You mentioned his subject area, he immediately became interested and introduced it in detail.

"This is a project on the Speed ​​Force, which is...well...a study of certain laws that focus on time and space. To put it simply, it can make me look very fast.

Here we are studying a project called ‘Source’. This thing here is called a mother box, which is a tool and weapon directly connected to the ‘Source’. However, this project is much more complex than anything else I have undertaken. It involves the birth of this universe and even the entire multiverse to which it belongs. I have limited progress for the time being."

As he spoke, he noticed that Zero's eyes were drawn to the colorful light rings floating in the force field.

"Oh, that." Shen You introduced, "Those are light rings that control colored lights, which I have demonstrated before. Many people in this universe use rings to control the power of light. The spectrum of each color is related to the universe. It is related to a source of emotion for all creatures in the world. If you are interested, I can show you in-depth research materials."

"Haha, no, then there's no need." Sero smiled dryly.

Just kidding, he felt sleepy when reading the textbooks during class. These things made him want to yawn as soon as he heard the research items.

He is the kind of combat genius who can get started with the developed equipment in a few seconds. He can quickly adapt to and master the use of various weapons. But it would be too difficult for him to figure out how the gun was made.

"Sure enough, what comes out of the Science and Technology Bureau is confusing."

He murmured softly, and his eyes quickly fell to a place not far away.

On the other side of the laboratory, near those floating light rings, is another thing bound by a force field.

Big black book.

"This thing" he walked closer and frowned slightly, "it doesn't feel very good to me, I can't explain it, but it feels very dangerous."

If I must say it, it is similar to some things related to mastering the existence of ultimate darkness in their universe. As a race of light, they will instinctively reject these things whenever they get close to them, feeling some invisible sense of crisis.

"Oh that."

Shen You was checking the reading of the light ring and said casually without looking back.

"That one is called the 'Book of Darkness', and it's quite dangerous. It involves a guy called the Black Death Emperor, which is quite powerful. Theoretically, it can destroy the entire universe and turn the world of the living and the dead upside down."

"So dangerous?" Zero was surprised.

"Yes. But don't worry, I have mastered the strategy for the potential threat of the Black Death Emperor. I have been trying to search for clues about the Black Death Emperor through the Book of Darkness, but so far there has been no progress."

"Well, it sounds like everything is under your control. But, speaking of your book of darkness, it flashes back and forth. Is this normal?"

"ah?"

Shen You was stunned and turned his head.

Sure enough, he saw the book of darkness shrouded in the force field, and the big words on the cover were flickering.

Shen You narrowed his eyes.

Is it finally here?

Beach City.

The moonlight poured on the cemetery at night, dyeing this dead place silvery white. The tombstones stood like ghosts, and the weeds swayed gently in the night wind, making a rustling sound like the whispers of the dead.

Among the cemeteries, a tombstone has fallen over. The graveyard was dug up, revealing a coffin that was half filled with rainwater. The edges of the coffin were covered with mottled soil and traces of time.

The man lay quietly in it.

Wearing a black uniform, tight leather cut from a funeral parlor body bag, black cape. He was holding a skull head in his hand, leaning head to head against the skull with a bewildered smile, as if the skull could bring him great comfort.

And that's not even the only one.

Just beneath him, there were more skeletons. The white bones shone coldly in the moonlight. Everything seemed extremely quiet, as if the place of the deceased had formed a natural forbidden area. Only the occasional chirping of insects and the rustling of leaves could be heard in the distance.

His name was William Hand, but that was a name he had long abandoned.

He once called himself the Black Hand, and used an alien's lost magic wand he picked up to fight against the Green Lantern. That was the magic wand used by Atrocitus, the leader of the red lantern, to eliminate the power of the red lantern ring.

But that is long gone.

Throughout his life, Blackhand was obsessed with death. Buried in the cold, damp soil, the only things you hear in your ears are the weeping on your body, and the only things you see in your eyes are the endless darkness beneath you.

He was so intoxicated that he could not extricate himself.

Although he is still alive, his heart has long been filled with death.

He is very happy.

As a child, William heard people say that the journey is as important as the destination. In his eyes, the so-called destination is death for everyone.

Ultimately, a moment of eternal darkness casts judgment upon a person's life, and that darkness takes away all pain and trouble forever and ever.

Holding the dead bones tightly and putting his head on the ground, William Hand narrowed his eyes and whispered to himself.

"Yes. I'm listening."

"Hello? Are you still there?"

"Yes, it's me."

"I can hear you."

He could hear voices calling his name.

He's been hearing it for as long as he can remember.

His family lives and works in a funeral home in Beach City. His parents and his two brothers make up a family of five.

He is the second child in the family. His earliest memories date back to when he was a toddler, or rather the only scene from that period that still stands out to him.

He broke into the place where his father was working and saw the woman lying there coldly and breathless for a long time.

That scene was deeply imprinted on his young mind.

"So beautiful," he thought.

His father never understood him, and neither did his family.

But he soon discovered his talent. It was as if he was born with what he was destined to be and do.

He could hear death.