Marvel: Killing Makes You Stronger Chapter 149: Experiment Success!

"You can hate Tony, you can even kill him, but you have forgotten who the real enemy is. It’s soone else."

Bi Xiao never cared whether Tony Stark lived or died. In fact, he had no good feelings toward Iron Man.

Just an arms dealer, a rich man, and a playboy—spoiled, never considering other factors. It wasn't until he was forty and had those experiences that he supposedly turned over a new leaf.

But in the end, his arrogance and actions caused many disasters.

For example, the notorious Ultron, which directly led to the destruction of Sokovia and countless casualties.

No matter the initial intentions for the good of the Earth, Tony indeed caused disasters, yet lacked the ability to fully clean up the ss. It seed like he solved the problem of Ultron, and everything was joyous, but what about those Sokovians who died in the war?

So, regarding those so-called superheroes, Bi Xiao just smiled. He neither liked nor disliked them.

Instead, he had a favorable impression of the anti-hero Deadpool and Spider-Man.

Deadpool and Spider-Man were truly conscientious.

Of course, Deadpool has not erged yet and was still that poor rcenary about to sell his pants.

As for Wanda and Pietro, besides helping them grow, Bi Xiao tried to bring their thinking back to a normal range.

Hating the wrong person is possible.

There’s no problem hating Tony Stark. After all, it’s human nature, and few can view things entirely impartially. People have selfish motives and double standards. The two were left with lifelong shadows from a Stark-labeled missile.

Hating Tony Stark is understandable, but the core issue lies elsewhere.

The true enemies are the war-mongering schers and the real arms-dealing board mbers of Stark Industries. No matter how flirtatious and selfish Tony Stark is, he never authorized the company to sell arms abroad.

Instead, it was Obadiah and those board mbers who hid the arms dealings from Tony.

Tony didn’t care about those profits. As the largest arms dealer in Arica, Stark Industries’ defense contracts provided enormous profits annually, a big cake that no one else could snatch.

Tony wasn’t blaless either. His negligence in managing the group allowed Obadiah and others to smuggle and sell arms secretly.

At the very least, he should teach the twins not to be too foolish.

Look beyond the surface and directly at the core of any issue.

Bi Xiao’s patient explanation made the twins suddenly realize.

Their youth, coupled with the shadow of their past, caused them to subconsciously overlook many core issues. After realizing this, Pietro and the Scarlet Witch exchanged glances, their faces complex as they leaned back on the sofa.

For many years, they had been hating the wrong person, the one who wasn’t truly responsible for their tragic experiences.

Fortunately, they quickly recovered.

Their eyes burned with fiery resolve. Stark Industries, the hidden hand that caused the war in Sokovia, beca their primary target for revenge.

"Good, I see that fire in your eyes. I won’t interfere with your revenge. How you pursue those responsible for the past is up to you."

Seeing the twins regain their fighting spirit, Bi Xiao nodded in satisfaction.

"Thank you, Bi Xiao."

The Scarlet Witch turned and gave Bi Xiao a big hug, making him smile and ruffle her hair. Pietro, also full of gratitude, vowed to spend his life repaying the favor.

………

My na is John Wayne Gacy. I enjoy killing and raping, and I particularly relish violating young boys, as it brings imnse pleasure.

Especially after assaulting them, killing them while watching their terrified, crying, and despairing faces is like a drug, making obsessed.

But just as I was about to find a new victim, sothing strange happened.

I was pulled into an unknown space by an inexplicable and powerful force.

This space was bright, vast, and seemingly endless with a marble floor. There were five others like , all captured and the world's most vicious murderers.

We were all perverts.

But a more terrifying pervert arrived. He was both a god and a demon, a man with a face as beautiful as Apollo's, possessing omnipotent powers. He intended to use us as test subjects.

On the first day, right before our eyes, he started the experints. The first two fools’ skin ulcerated and necrotized completely, their agonized howls and screams sounded like a train to hell.

Before they died, they were really thrown into hell.

The mont they disappeared, I saw the greedy eyes of demons through the shattered space and heard their excited roars echoing in my ears.

Next, there were four of us left. Unfortunately, we would all beco test subjects, perhaps eting the sa fate as the previous two fools.

But fortunately, the experint seed to succeed.

After a Korean guy died from the experint, the remaining three of us survived and beca unimaginably powerful. This god-like man sohow transford our bodies.

We underwent a tamorphosis. My once hideous and ugly skin beca fair and delicate, my fat turned into muscle, my physique beca perfect, and I beca young and handso.

I could clearly feel that my heart, like that of a mythical dragon, had unimaginable vitality. Each beat thundered like an engine, delivering a force only a god could command.

Every mont, I could feel my body transforming and becoming stronger.

I even had a feeling that bullets couldn’t penetrate my skin, my strength could easily lift a tank, and my speed could surpass the fastest car in the world.

At this mont, I was a superhuman.

However, despairingly, despite our newfound power, we were still insignificant before that god-like man.

Our transford bodies were beyond our control. We stood there like puppets, feeling the changes in our bodies but unable to vent the destructive desires that ca with the newfound power.

We were puppets, controlled by a god.

I no longer knew how many days had passed, but I longed to beco one of the chosen by this god. I wanted to follow him, to be his warrior, his soldier. But would he give that chance?

This ti, we saw him again, but there was sothing strange in his eyes as he looked at us.

Indeed, it was strange.

Standing before the three remaining test subjects, who had been greatly transford by the experint, Bi Xiao felt their admiration and loyalty towards him.

Unexpectedly, after reading their mories slightly, Bi Xiao found that these three guys regarded him as the supre god.

They had even developed loyalty towards him.

The kind of loyalty that would lead them to obey his orders without hesitation, even unto death.

It was surprising that an experint could result in such Stockholm syndro.

Thinking about it, it wasn’t that strange.

Stockholm syndro, also known as Stockholm effect, Stockholm syndro, or hostage syndro, refers to a psychological phenonon where victims develop an emotional bond with their captors, sotis even helping them.

Hostages develop a psychological dependence on their captors. Their lives are controlled by their captors, and if their captors let them live, they are profoundly grateful.

This fits the current situation well.

Although Bi Xiao hadn’t abused these three perverts, they had witnessed the most terrifying scenes of death during the experint and were ultimately thrown into hell.

But because these three survived the experint, they were grateful. Additionally, not only did they survive, but they also beca extraordinarily powerful, experiencing a continuous elevation of their life levels and sensing the extraordinary power beyond ordinary humans.

This created a second anchor of gratitude.

Thirdly, as serial killers, these three inherently held a contempt for life, believing they controlled it. But encountering Bi Xiao, even after becoming incredibly powerful, they couldn't break free from his control, which made them feel their own weakness.

This led to a pathological admiration for power.

These effects combined, making them regard Bi Xiao as a god, firmly believing he was the supre, omnipotent god who could change the world and truly control life and death.

Bi Xiao was speechless. The experint had unexpectedly turned these three into fanatical followers.

If he really wanted to, he could cultivate three die-hard loyalists. And based on the experint's results, these three perfectly embodied his experintal goals.

Over the past week, after killing another Korean cannibal, Bi Xiao had completed the transformation in their hearts. The heart, the body's most vital organ, provides pressure to circulate blood throughout the body.

Using magic to nurture, Bi Xiao sculpted their hearts both internally and externally, creating a core furnace. The layers of magic and enchantnts fortified the hearts, enabling them to store and distribute magic efficiently.

This ford a perfect magical circuit within their bodies.

For six days, Bi Xiao let the three live in the mirror space world. Upon inspection, he found that the heart furnaces had perfectly realized his concept.

The furnaces supplied and stored magic, enhancing the three’s life levels.

In these six days, Gacy and the other two transford to the life level of Captain Arica. This happened within only six days, with continuous growth and no side effects.

However, their magic quality was at least one level lower than Bi Xiao's. The sa amount of magic caused less destruction compared to his.

This might be one of the side effects. Additionally, because he can sense that the magic power is provided by him and is connected to him, it creates a kind of subordinate relationship between them. This implies a hierarchical relationship between the superior and the subordinate. Although magic power itself lacks intelligence, it contains his will.

It subtly influences the three people, preventing any thoughts of betrayal.

However, their personalities will not change. Those who are perverted will remain so, which is an advantage for Bi Xiao.

He has always been a selfish person. He doesn't want those he favors to betray him one day; human nature is never worth testing.

Bi Xiao stared at the three people, carefully observing the changes inside their bodies.

The experint succeeded, but Bi Xiao did not hastily kill these three people. Instead, he cautiously waited for a full month. After a month, their bodies still showed no adverse reactions; rather, their life levels had significantly improved, more than doubling from before.

This led Bi Xiao to declare the experint a complete success.

However, he decisively disposed of them afterward.

"Thank you for your contributions. You have witnessed the origin of a historical mont. To thank you, I will let you die quickly. Goodbye."

Seeing that Gacy and the others did not show any anger or despair because of his words, but still remained fanatical and worshipful, Bi Xiao nodded in satisfaction. Then he lightly snapped his fingers, and the almost perfect bodies of the three suddenly burst into flas.

The flas were not golden yellow but a dark red. Bi Xiao's eyes flickered slightly as he watched their bodies, along with their souls, being consud by the magic power and turned into ashes.

These three people were completely dead, in the truest sense, with not even their souls remaining.

"One's will can influence magic power, slightly altering its properties and characteristics, losing many features."

The dark red flas did not burn out. Bi Xiao stretched out his hand, and three flas of the sa color but different natures floated in front of him, quietly burning.

……….

This fundantal change in magic power resulted from a month of growth and transformation.

Perhaps due to their personalities, Gacy and the others were filled with darkness, evil, and desire, affecting the magic power in their bodies. This influence altered its nature, stripping away other attributes and focusing entirely on destructive and dark powers.

Originally, his magic power had a versatile attribute, capable of achieving the strongest level in both white and black magic.

It was an all-purpose type, encompassing light, darkness, healing, etc.

But under the influence of these three, it eliminated other attributes, focusing entirely on destructiveness and darkness.

This ans that magic power, which could have been harmless and healing, in their hands, would purely be dark. Instead of healing, it would instantly corrode a person's body, turning it into pus with terrifying corrosiveness.

Moreover, its destructive power was greatly enhanced.

"Interesting. I wonder what Pietro and Wanda will focus on?"

Bi Xiao laughed.

This experint brought quite a few unexpected results.

……….

Another month passed.

In a mirrored dinsional space, an island, with waves crashing and seagulls flying by, everything seed beautiful.

Boom!!

A loud noise shattered this beauty. In the distance, on the originally calm sea, a terrifying collision of forces created a towering water column, with water splashing everywhere. Amidst the splashes, a figure surrounded by white lightning broke through the water curtain, shooting backward.

His feet carved out a long trench on the sea surface, spanning hundreds of ters. A figure half-squatted on the water, wearing a black vest and black shorts, white sneakers. He sharply raised his head to look forward, revealing Pietro's handso face, though his originally black hair had turned white.

Compared to a month ago, Pietro now wore a serious and stern expression.

His chest heaved slightly, and he twisted his neck. His body once again erupted with white lightning arcs, his feet exerting force. With a "boom," he rushed toward the figure standing on the sea, obscured by large water droplets.

His speed was astonishing, visible only as a white lightning streak. This lightning did not move straight but surrounded the figure in the water curtain, spinning wildly, instantly creating a huge waterspout. The waterspout churned the sea into a vortex.

Within the waterspout, the white lightning continued to run at high speed.

Boom! Boom!

The thunderous roars of lightning erupted, and the towering waterspout connected heaven and earth, creating a spectacular scene like a disaster.

The calmly floating figure slowly raised her head. Her golden hair blew in the strong wind. She wore a white sports vest, with a modest chest, black sports shorts, exposing her white, slender legs, white sneakers on her feet, and a beautiful necklace around her neck.

She was Wanda.

Boom!!

In an instant, the white lightning entwining the waterspout struck the girl. Amidst the sky full of white lightning, it seed to be raining thunder within the waterspout. Facing this nearly all-encompassing thunderstorm, Wanda crossed her long, slender hands in front of her, forming a triangle with her thumbs and index fingers.

In an instant, red chaos magic transford into a huge magic shield, blocking above her, and withstanding the thunderstorm's attack.