The greatest crime fighter of the forties returns!
In the roaring heart of the crucible, steel is made. In the raging flame of personal tragedy, men are sometimes forged into something more than human.
It was so with Dick Benson. He had been a man. After the dread loss inflicted on him by an inhuman crime ring, he became a machine of vengeance dedicated to the extermination of all other crime rings.
He turned into the person we know now: a figure of ice and steel, more pitiless than both; a mechanism of whipcord and flame; a symbol of destruction to crooks and killers; a terrible, almost impersonal Force, masking chill genius and supernormal power behind a face ever as white and dead as a mask from the grave. Only his pale eyes, like ice in a polar dawn, hint at the deadliness of the scourge the underworld heedlessly invoked against itself when crime’s greed turned the retired adventurer, Richard Henry Benson, into—The Avenger.
THE HAPPY KILLERS Safe cracking thieves have stolen, unwittingly, the formula for a deadly pill. It transforms men into superhuman killers who feel no pain and laugh fiendeshly as they fight. Can the Avenger retrieve the formula before the "merry" murderers laugh their way to mastery of the world?
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The greatest crime fighter of the forties returns!
In the roaring heart of the crucible, steel is made. In the raging flame of personal tragedy, men are sometimes forged into something more than human.
It was so with Dick Benson. He had been a man. After the dread loss inflicted on him by an inhuman crime ring, he became a machine of vengeance dedicated to the extermination of all other crime rings.
He turned into the person we know now: a figure of ice and steel, more pitiless than both; a mechanism of whipcord and flame; a symbol of destruction to crooks and killers; a terrible, almost impersonal Force, masking chill genius and supernormal power behind a face ever as white and dead as a mask from the grave. Only his pale eyes, like ice in a polar dawn, hint at the deadliness of the scourge the underworld heedlessly invoked against itself when crime’s greed turned the retired adventurer, Richard Henry Benson, into—The Avenger.
THE HAPPY KILLERS
Safe cracking thieves have stolen, unwittingly, the formula for a deadly pill. It transforms men into superhuman killers who feel no pain and laugh fiendeshly as they fight. Can the Avenger retrieve the formula before the "merry" murderers laugh their way to mastery of the world?