American Comics: I Died at the Hand of Thor, and Became a Rule-Based Ghost Story

"Well, I think you've misunderstood."

The boy lowered his head shyly.

"I don't want an autograph."

Stark was somewhat embarrassed; he seemed to have been presumptuous.

Cough cough!

Using a cough to cover his embarrassment, he asked the boy in front of him.

"If you don't want an autograph, what do you want?"

"Hehe, what I want is your armor!"

Before Stark could react, the words had barely left his mouth.

Suddenly, a low growl rang out.

Roar!

The shy little boy suddenly looked up.

His eyes were bloodshot.

The chest and limbs are covered with large bulges of muscle.

Originally 1.8 meters tall, he suddenly grew to 2.5 meters.

Like a raging beast, it exuded a savage aura from head to toe.

next moment.

He lunged straight at Iron Man.

"I envy you, Iron Man!"

"I also want to be like you, a hero who saves humanity."

"So, give me that armor, hehehe!"

"Once I get it, I'll be Iron Man!"

"From now on, I will be known as a superhero!"

Boom!

In a moment of haste, Stark used his mechanical arm to block the boy's attack.

Then, he took five steps back before he could barely stop.

"what happened?"

"This sudden surge of power... is the other party a mutant?"

Stark was horrified.

Even though he was in a bit of a rush to defend himself, he didn't even manage to unleash half of his own strength.

but.

The other person was just an ordinary person at the beginning!

Surprisingly, a single blow sent him flying back a full five steps.

This means that the boy's strength is no weaker than his.

"Roar!"

"Mine, give me the armor, I want to be Iron Man too!"

The 2.5-meter-tall boy was wildly swinging his fists at Stark.

His punches lacked any technique or method; he simply used his height advantage to relentlessly pound Stark.

One beat after another, as if they never tire.

even.

Fearless of pain!

After all, Stark's armor is made of an extremely strong and special metal.

It is absolutely not something that a mortal body can withstand.

After multiple attacks.

Despite this, Stark did not gain the upper hand and was even forced to retreat repeatedly.

can.

His armor and body remained intact, without any damage.

The 2.5-meter-tall, berserk youth's arm was almost severed.

It looks quite shocking.

but.

He continued to attack Stark relentlessly, chanting like a madman.

"I want to be Iron Man!"

"I also want to become a superhero that everyone respects and admires..."

Is this guy crazy?

Stark's eyelids twitched, and a chill ran down his spine.

Chapter 077 Searching for the Ninth Mystery Vessel! (3)

"Has this guy gone mad?"

The sheer power of this young man would have killed most people already.

But the boy seemed oblivious, relentlessly pounding Iron Man's armor with his heavy punches.

This crazy, fearless demeanor is something even Stark, who has experienced countless battles, wouldn't be able to match.

My heart began to tremble with fear.

"Go to hell!"

Finding an opening, Stark delivered a single punch that pierced the opponent's heart.

The fighting finally came to an end.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Stark was panting heavily; the battle had left him exhausted.

Although he wasn't injured, he remained on edge.

Furthermore, they continued to endure attacks and curses from the boy who was a full 2.5 meters tall.

This had taken a heavy toll on his mental well-being, leaving him extremely exhausted.

At first, Stark couldn't bring himself to harm the boy, but seeing that the boy was becoming increasingly crazed...

He had no choice but to do that.

"What's wrong with this young man?"

"A mutant! Or..."

The boy's unusual behavior made Stark feel uneasy.

The commotion from their fight attracted the attention of others.

At that moment, several footsteps could be heard around them.

Stark, not wanting to cause trouble, quickly moved to another location.

five minutes later.

He arrived at the rooftop of a large building.

Seeing that no one was around, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Then, he took out the Ghost Stories Handbook again and began to study it.

There are ten rules in total, seven of which are described and three are question marks.

"Do those three rules marked with question marks conceal some secret?"

"Who created this ghost story manual? What happens if you break the rules?"

One question after another arose in Stark's mind.

Looking at these rules, he suddenly felt an urge to try them out.

"No, let's enter the city first and find out what's going on."

Stark took a deep breath and calmed down.