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Chapter 46 I came with a glorious mission
Under the dark night, on the streets of Hell's Kitchen, Matt, a tights enthusiast, was wandering here.

Although he has joined S.H.I.E.L.D. and become a special employee there.

But after his injury healed, Matt still liked to come here and hang out as a street hero to eradicate the crime here.

However, since the Church of Dagon officially moved in here, Hell's Kitchen, once a place of sin, has changed a lot.

This neighborhood, once filled with darkness and chaos, seemed to be gently brushed by an invisible light, leaving behind unprecedented tranquility and order.

In the past, the city would become a haven for crime at night, or it would be just a little more restrained during the day.

But now it’s different. The gang wars that used to happen repeatedly have disappeared.

At night, people in Hell's Kitchen would go to the church together to pray.

This scene was unthinkable in the past. But for some reason, the real overlord of Hell's Kitchen, Kingpin, has not made any move until now.

You know, what the Dagon Church is doing now has messed up his business here.

None of his former brothers recognized him anymore, and they all turned to worship the Dagon Church.

Matt's mood at this time was extremely complicated. He was pleased with the improvement of the current situation in Hell's Kitchen, but he was also deeply worried about Dagon's Church.

In his opinion, the Church of Dagon was nothing less than a cult, and his doubts about the Church of Dagon were as thick as the night.

This extreme and blind church is more terrifying than any previous cult, and the damage it causes is far greater than those gangs.

As for why Dagon's Church is extreme? You must be kidding. If it weren't extreme, how could those dark and cruel gangs be converted in such a short time?
Moreover, as the long-time underground ruler of Hell's Kitchen, Kingpin's influence is deeply rooted and cannot be shaken overnight.

Kingpin's silence gave Matt a bad feeling. Under this calm, perhaps a bigger storm was brewing.

"Kim isn't going to give up that easily."

Matt pondered to himself.

"He must be planning something in secret, waiting for the right moment to strike back."

Just then, Matt felt that there seemed to be an unusual person coming to the corner of the street.

Although he couldn't see the man's specific appearance because he was blind, the oppressive force emanating from that direction made Matt tremble all over and his hair stand on end.

If Matt hadn't felt that it was indeed a human, he would have thought that a large beast had arrived.

His steps were slow and heavy, and each step seemed to leave an imperceptible crack on the ground.

Matt immediately became alert. The arrival of such a "strange man" at this time might be of some unknown purpose. He might be a vanguard sent by Kingpin to deal with the Church of Dagon.

Matt's heart was filled with alarm bells, as he knew very well that on this night full of unknowns and dangers, any movement could be a sign of danger.

Relying on his keen intuition and years of combat experience, he quickly adjusted his state and prepared to deal with the upcoming challenges.

He quietly stepped back a few steps, trying to blend into the shadows around him, while reaching for his waist to make sure the equipment he was carrying was intact.

The "strange man" did not seem to launch an attack immediately, but stood where he was, scanning the surroundings with his eyes hidden under his hood.

Matt could feel the strong sense of oppression growing stronger and stronger, as if the air was compressed to the point of suffocation. "Come out, Daredevil, your hiding method is too poor."

The low and magnetic voice echoed in the quiet street, with a hint of teasing and provocation. It was obvious that the other party had seen through Matt's identity.

Matt slowly walked out of the shadows and faced the unknown enemy. He could feel the powerful aura emanating from the other party, a mixture of strength, cunning and madness.

"Daredevil, today's occasion is not something a third-rate character like you can participate in. I have no intention of killing the weak. If you know what's good for you, get out of here!"

The words of that "strange man" were full of disdain and arrogance, as if Matt was just an insignificant existence in his eyes.

"Third-rate character?"

Matt's voice was low and powerful, and he took a slow step forward.

"In this Hell's Kitchen, everyone who fights for justice should not be looked down upon. As for me, Daredevil, I may be insignificant in your eyes, but on this land, I swear to protect every bit of peace."

"Hahaha! You clown have successfully made me laugh. When I rule this city, I can have you be my jester and make me happy all day long."

The laughter of that "strange man" echoed in the empty streets, full of arrogance and disdain, as if he had already regarded the city as his own, and Matt was just an insignificant joke in his future rule.

"Rules this city? Who do you think you are, a god?"

Matt's voice was cold and powerful. He slowly raised the stick in his hand. It was his symbol of fighting and also his weapon to protect justice.

"I am not a god. The master I serve is the god. I come here with a glorious mission. This city will surely submit to the great Blood God, and I will become His only spokesperson in this world!"

"His spokesperson? The 'Great Blood God' you speak of is nothing but an illusion that deceives people and uses fear and blind worship to manipulate innocent people.

In this era, no one is above law and justice, and no one is qualified to call himself God. "

Matt sneered, his words were extremely sarcastic, but he secretly felt that something was wrong.

The strange guy in front of him was most likely the monster army led by the Red Giant who believed in the Blood God as the director mentioned.

It is said that the government has ideas about them and wants to gather various forces to encircle and suppress them, but the troops have not even set out yet, but they have already come to the door.

"Okay, okay.

In that case, Daredevil, you will be the first sacrifice I offer to the great blood god after I come here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man suddenly jumped up and pounced towards Matt like a ghost.

The speed of his movements completely exceeded human limits, as if he was truly blessed by some mysterious power.

Matt wanted to dodge, but the man's speed completely overwhelmed Matt and he grabbed Matt's throat with one grab.

The force was so great that Matt couldn't believe it. He swung the stick in his hand, trying to make the man let go, but his hand was as motionless as a pillar.

At this moment, the bells of the distant church rang again. The melodious melody seemed to have some kind of magic, which gradually calmed the originally manic fighting atmosphere.

Matt and the "strange man" both stopped what they were doing and looked in the direction of the church.

(End of this chapter)