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

With a thought, Su Lin gestured with his right hand toward the sky.

A silver orb of light condensed in his hand.

The next moment, he threw the silver orb into Stark's body.

"Get back to health, Stark."

Su Lin murmured softly.

"Well......"

Stark's cold body remained devoid of warmth.

but.

But it started to wriggle.

Su Lin watched quietly, without rushing.

The body writhed for a full minute before slowly getting up from the ground.

Stark got up, looking bewildered.

He shook his head, clearing his mind.

Then, the memory of having his heart ripped out suddenly surfaced in his mind.

He was startled.

He quickly reached for his heart.

There, there was only air, nothing at all.

Including his heart.

Where did my heart go?

"Could it be that what just happened wasn't a dream, but something that actually happened?"

"My heart... it really was ripped out, ripped out by that weird doll?"

"But why... why have I come back to life...?"

A bewildered Stark suddenly finds a stranger in front of him.

He looked towards Su Lin. A strange sense of familiarity welled up inside him.

"who are you?"

"Why do I feel like we know each other?"

Stark asked blankly.

"Think carefully, it's all in your memory."

Su Lin remained calm.

"memory?"

Stark followed Sulin's advice and carefully recalled the events.

soon.

Some memories surfaced in my mind.

"I am already dead."

"I have been resurrected by the Lord of the Mysteries of Rules."

"I am now a resurrected dead..."

How can this be?

Stark looked up, staring at the young man in front of him with a shocked expression.

"You...you are the master of the strange tales that resurrected me?"

resurrection??

Such an ability actually exists in this world.

Simply outrageous.

Stark was utterly shocked!

He even doubted it.

Was everything before just an illusion?

Or perhaps he was actually dreaming?

"good."

"I have resurrected you, so from now on your life belongs to me. From now on, you are my subordinate."

"do you know?"

Su Lin's tone was indifferent.

However, what he said was unacceptable to Stark.

He is not only the superhero Iron Man, but also the owner of the world's largest arms company.

How could he be asked to submit by a mere boy who looked only eighteen or nineteen years old?

What an international joke!

"This is impossible!"

Stark refused outright.

Then, he turned around and tried to leave.

Behind him, Su Lin's lips curled up slightly.

"That's not up to you..."

Chapter 082 The Ghost Stories No Longer Suppressed! (4)

Even if you save my life, I can't give you everything.

"I will give you enough reward when I get back."

Submission is impossible.

Even death!

Impossible!

Stark turned and left.

"It's not up to you."

Su Lin said calmly.

The creatures he revived were, in a sense, puppets dependent on him.

Both life and soul are under its control.

As long as he wants.

The creatures he revived were utterly incapable of disobeying him.

For example, there's the story of Superman Clark, and the hundreds of thousands of ordinary people in the ghost story genre who died for various reasons and then came back to life.

They are all puppets parasitizing within the strange tales of rules.

What keeps them alive.

It is the ubiquitous power of ghost stories within the realm of supernatural tales.

“Stark, come back and submit to me. From now on, I will be your boss.”

This sentence appeared in Stark's mind.

He instinctively wanted to refuse.

can.

To his horror, he discovered that his body was out of his control, and he involuntarily turned around and stood in front of Su Lin.

The scariest thing is.

After that, he knelt down on one knee before Su Lin.

Like a servant.

"boss!"

"I'm happy to serve you!"

"I would give my life without batting an eye, just because you say the word!"

Stark spoke with utmost sincerity.

But his eyes were filled with fear.