time lord in comics

In an old house, a girl was lying on a huge book, holding a magnifying glass in her hand and looking at the tiny fonts on the book as small as a fly.

Suddenly the girl's movement stopped, her eyes were fixed on a certain area in the book, and finally she shouted excitedly: "I found it! I really found it. I didn't expect it to be this origin. If you want to solve it, That would be much more difficult.”

At the same time, Norman has returned to his manor, which he inherited from his father, and this manor has some very strange rules, that is, this manor is not allowed to be bought and sold, and can only be bought and sold by Osborne inheritance, if for some reason the Osborne family loses an heir, then the manor will be blown up by the Supervisory Committee personally and turned into dust.

Norman returned here. Due to work reasons, he rarely returned to this manor. The one who stayed here longer was his son, Harry Osborne.

Norman pushed open the door of the manor villa and found that his son Harry was playing a game. Norman frowned unhappily, but he did not stop Harry from playing the game, but stood quietly behind him. Look at Harry.

Then the character controlled by Harry was surrounded and was about to lose. At this moment, Harry's momentum changed, and a feeling that made Norman tremble came over. Harry's hands turned into a phantom, and unexpectedly He kept controlling the game character to kill him out of the encirclement, but his remaining blood was not lost.

"Harry!" Norman shouted.

Harry trembled, stood up quickly, dropped the game controller in his hand, and stood obediently.

Norman looked at Harry and found that the aura that made him tremble had disappeared without a trace. Norman squatted down, put his hands on Harry's shoulders, and asked him to raise his head to look at him.

Harry slowly raised his head, his aggrieved look made Norman's heart soften. Just as he was about to speak, Harry got there first and said, "I'm sorry, Dad, I was wrong. I shouldn't have played games. I'm going to study now."

"No, Dad doesn't blame you for playing games. Dad just wonders why you were able to walk out of the encirclement unscathed, and why your hand speed is so fast?" Norman said as gently as possible.

Harry raised his head, looked at Norman, and found that Norman was really not angry. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "I don't know what the ability is. I only know that after it is activated, everything in front of me seems to slow down." , it’s like time has been slowed down, but actually my speed hasn’t changed, it’s just that everything around me has slowed down.”

"Then after you use this ability, do you have any sequelae? For example, fatigue, headache, or pain there, etc., are there any?"

Harry shook his head: "No, there is nothing uncomfortable. I also gave this ability a name, called the God of Games. As long as I inspire this ability, I will be the God of Games."

"Then how do you usually activate this ability?"

"Hmm..." Harry poked his chin with his finger, raised his head to look at the ceiling and recalled the time when he used this ability. After thinking for a while, Harry remembered and said, "Well, it seems that I almost lost. It can only be used when the time comes.”

Norman frowned. Of course he didn't think that this ability could distinguish between a quick win and a quick loss.

"Are you anxious every time you're about to lose?" Norman asked.

Harry nodded: "Of course I'm anxious. I'm almost losing. How can I not be anxious?"

"I understand, keep playing, but you can only play less exciting games, got it?"

Harry nodded happily. Norman stood up, patted Harry on the head, and then left the first floor and came to the study on the second floor. Looking at the dusty lock and door handle, Norman put He took out the necklace he was wearing around his neck.

The shape of the necklace was very special, a long strip with many convex and concave places on it. Norman inserted the long necklace into the keyhole, then turned it gently, and the lock opened.

Norman slowly opened the door to the study room, and the smell of dust mixed with musty came. After Norman fanned it with his hand, he walked in. As soon as he entered, he saw a white skeleton sitting on a chair on the desk, holding a hand in his hand. A leather notebook.

Norman glanced behind him to make sure Harry hadn't followed him, closed and locked the door, and then came to the opposite side of the desk, looking at the skeleton in front of him with mixed emotions.

"I didn't expect you to look like this, but I have found a way to save our family. You can rest in peace." Norman murmured.

Not sure if she heard what Norman said, the skeleton turned into bone meal all over the floor with a pop. Norma sighed, took the broom and garbage shovel on the side, swept the pile of bone meal in, and then poured it in. In a ceramic jar, he closed the lid and sat on the chair, slowly opening the cowhide notebook on the table.

The first sentence that caught my eye was: The Osborne heirs have opened the notebook. Anyone who is not from my Osborne family will suffer a terrible curse if they open the notebook.

Norman ignored this sentence and opened the first page directly. However, this notebook was handed down from his ancestors, so the name of the first person who wrote the diary was blurred, and even the content was a little blurry. It was completely It was a blind guess.

At the end, the handwriting became clearer, but the content did not help Norman at all.

After reading the original diary, Norman leaned back in his chair, touched his nose and said helplessly: "With so many people, don't you have some useful information!"

At this time, the phone rang. Norman took out his phone impatiently and looked at the screen to see who was disturbing him. When he saw the name on the caller ID, Norman quickly answered the phone and said, "Hey, what's wrong?"

"Mr. Norman, I have found the detailed source of your curse. I need to meet with you to discuss it in detail. At the same time, I have also found a way to break the curse, but this method is very difficult. I also need to meet with you. Let’s talk carefully, and if there are other members, bring them with you and try to lift the curse once and for all.”

After saying that, the girl hung up the phone. Norman quickly stood up, walked out of the study, and shouted to Harry: "Harry, come with me."

Looking at the serious Norman, Harry didn't dare to ask why. He stood up and threw down the controller and followed Norman.

Norman came to the garage in person, selected a luxury car, and let Harry sit in the passenger seat.

After Harry fastened his seat belt, Norman stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The strong pushing feeling on his back made Harry close his eyes in fear.