Chapter 52: I Am the Inner Demon

The experiment began, and Martin Li watched as Morgan Maxx injected GR-15 into his body. Compared to the nervous researcher, he himself remained calm.

Life and death are predetermined.

"The drug will take effect soon. Do you feel anything at the moment?"

"I don't feel anything special..."

Just as Martin Li finished speaking, a scene flashed before his eyes.

"Wait, I think I just had a hallucination."

"Hallucination?" Morgan Maxx was a bit puzzled. It shouldn't have happened.

Another scene flashed before Martin Li's eyes, and this time he saw it clearly.

"That is..."

It was a demonic mask, the same one from the story his father used to tell him in his childhood.

"I seem to have seen a childhood scene."

Martin Li gasped for breath, sweating profusely, and his gaze gradually immersed in a certain memory.

...

It was as if he had returned to the moment when Overwatch extracted his memories, except this time he was the one browsing through his own memories.

Countless fragments of memories scattered like stars, and he could summon a memory fragment with a wave of his hand, causing the entire world to change into the scene of that memory fragment.

"Everyone has their own inner demons. Some people can control their inner demons, but others are controlled by them."

In the memory, his father, whose face was already blurred, spoke to his childhood self.

"Dad, let me play with the mask." Young Martin Li stood on tiptoe, trying to reach for the mask in his father's hand.

His father raised his hand high. "No, this mask is not for just anyone to wear."

The scene shifted to night. Young Martin Li secretly brought a stool and climbed onto the altar, taking down the mask that was placed there.

He then put the mask on his face.

A dark and ominous aura continuously emanated from the mask, entering his own face. Young Martin Li's small body floated in the air, surrounded by swirling black mist with flashes of silver lightning.

"Martin!"

His father rushed in, grabbing a wooden sword from the wall and running his finger across the blade, infusing the wooden sword with golden flames. He swung it down in a flurry of dazzling slashes.

The black mist and the mask were split in half, falling off his face. But from within the surging black mist, a sinister face formed by the lightning surged towards his father...

The scene ended.

"These are my memories?" Martin Li couldn't believe it himself.

Because he didn't remember at all. He only remembered that his father's health had always been poor and that he used to tell him stories, but there was no mention of this mask in his memories.

So he had worn this mask during his childhood?

So his father's poor health was because he was injured while saving him from the mask?

...

Looking at the struggling Martin Li, Morgan Maxx didn't know what measures to take. The situation was completely different from what he had expected, and...

Why was Martin Li emitting electric arcs?

GR-15 was supposed to be a treatment, not a means to generate electricity from the human body!

"I must stop Martin," Morgan Maxx thought, but before he could do anything, a small figure rushed into the room.

"No!"

Martin Li's wife exclaimed and followed after her.

Seeing Martin Li's wife and daughter rushing in, Morgan Maxx tried to stop them.

Crack!

Electric arcs crackled like whips, and Morgan Maxx was grazed by one. He instantly convulsed and fell to the ground, while the others quickly pulled him out and sealed off the area.

...

As they evacuated outside, Norman Osborn and the others watched as silver lightning struck and ravaged the laboratory, completely destroying it. Then, from the smoke and dust, a shadow slowly emerged.

His body had turned into a negative image, with a hollow gray-white color and an inky blackness that couldn't be dispelled.

"Norman Osborn!"

His voice sent chills down everyone's spines, as if they were facing a top predator in the food chain.

"Why, why..."

Sorrow and confusion didn't last long; negative emotions transformed into a murderous intent.

"You will pay for this!"

Watching the monstrous figure before them, Norman Osborn made a decisive decision. "Open fire, shoot down this monster."

...

"Director, we have an emergency."

"Who is this negative-looking guy?"

"Martin Li, leader of the Inner Demons gang. He escaped from custody recently and is now causing havoc in the city."

"What about Overwatch?"

"They have already been dispatched."

Director Nick Fury nodded. He trusted Warren and Commander John Garrett, who was the current leader of Overwatch. He had no reason to doubt them.