Suddenly, a rhythmic sound of clapping came from more than ten meters away.
Shiva suppressed the tiredness and relaxation on his face, turned his head, and listened.
In sight, a muscular man walked up. He was wearing military trousers, a long-sleeved T-shirt on his upper body, and a dark jacket outside.
"Seven kills." Shiva directly said the other party's name. Obviously, they had fought against each other before.
Qisha stopped applauding, "The battle was exciting, but I personally don't like your miscellaneous skills." He smiled and said, "Men, you should use your fists to decide the outcome."
"You are really a weirdo." Shiva said: "Since you were already there...why didn't you take advantage of the fight between me and Wushi Shenxuan to make a sneak attack? In that case, maybe you would have killed both of us by now."
"Haha..." Qisha smiled and said, "Because I am a one-on-one person." As he said this, he began to move his neck and twist his fingers, as if he was about to use the Fist of the North Star.
"I've never heard of that kind of doctrine." While chatting with the other party, Shiva calmly used up a bottle of survival point supplement to bring his blood back to full value.
"It's very simple. Whether I'm watching or participating, I hope that the battle will be a one-on-one battle." Qisha said: "This is like a sport...two top players, trying their best to fight to the last moment, but only
One person will win." He clenched his fists: "In that case... the one who wins will be the strong one, there is no doubt about it."
"Huh... the outcome is always controversial. I have excuses now." Shiva said half-jokingly: "For example... I just finished fighting Wu Shi Shen Xuan, and the damage was huge."
"Hahaha..." Qisha smiled heartily: "Forget it, you still have a lot of physical energy, I can see that. As for the survival value, you already reached it ten seconds ago." He said.
He is a very direct person and always speaks directly when he has something to say: "Besides, I'm not much better than you. I met the little sister named [I'm Not Afraid] before. I thought Xiao Nizi would be vulnerable, but she didn't
When I think about it, girls these days are more cruel than men, even I was almost killed because of a small mistake."
"This is the interesting part of Thriller Paradise..." Shiva responded: "You also noticed, [Shadow King] was actually killed." He paused and added in a deep voice: "And he didn't die.
For you, I may die with the help of ginseng."
"Yeah, it's really unexpected. I lost to him once. That guy's blood stone demon is really difficult to deal with." Qisha changed the subject and said: "But... I don't think he died from [I'm not afraid of it]
】hand, that girl doesn’t have this strength yet.”
"So... you want to say that this thing was done by that player named [Crazy Bujue]... who is only level 28?" Shiva asked tentatively.
"Speaking of which, I seem to have heard of this ID somewhere..." Qisha scratched his head and said: "But I can't remember when." He shrugged: "Whatever, we can't judge Zhao Ying for granted.
The king was killed by the players, right? There are many powerful characters in this city, right?"
"That's right." Shiva was silent for two seconds and then continued: "The Stone Demon is too attention-grabbing. Maybe he provoked the police or superheroes and was killed by characters in the script world."
"Okay, analysis and the like are meaningless. Didn't you just say this to Wu Shenshenxuan?" Qisha said: "If you want to win this game, you only need to find a way to kill everyone except yourself.
Player."
"Okay, challenger, I'm happy to accompany you," Shiva replied.
That's all. The next second, the two of them were at war with each other, and the battle was about to break out.
After some exchanges just now, Shiva and Qisha have reached a consensus. This battle is likely to determine the winner of this killing game in advance. Because in their view, the other two players are not a threat at all.
.
Just when the two were about to take action, something suddenly happened again.
But a figure suddenly appeared among them and said in a deep voice: "You are the so-called 'super criminals from another world'."
Neither Shiva nor Qisha knew who they were in front of them, but they both quickly retreated back in an instant and opened a distance of more than ten meters from them. These were two strong men in a fighting state, reacting to the danger.
instinctive reaction.
This uninvited guest who entered the battle circle was dressed in black and gray tights, a black hood on his head, and a white cloth on his upper body. There was a blood-red cross mark in the middle of the clothes; he held two swords, wore a belt around his waist, and had a pair of long boots on his feet.
Boots are like the attire of the Crusaders in the Middle Ages.
"Who are you?" Shiva asked.
The figure turned towards Shiva, revealing a mask under a black hood. The mask was white, with a pattern of unfolded red wings printed on the lower half, leaving the mouth and nose uncovered.
"This is exactly what I want to ask you." There was still a low response from under the mask.
…………
Hundreds of years ago, the Order of Saint Dumas joined the Knights Templar.
A select group of knights participated in the Crusades and eventually broke with the church.
They established their own secret organization, huddled in Sweden, and created an avenging angel to guard the "Word of the Lord."
This guardian is called Azrael, the Angel of Death.
As times change, the names and images of the Angel of Death continue to change.
The person who appeared in front of Shiva and Seven Kills at this moment was named Michelle Washington Lane. He was a football linebacker in college, and later joined the Marines. After retiring, he joined the Gotham City Police Department as a
Patrolman.
Let's put aside the fact that his whole family died and the bizarre cause of death, and talk about the main point... Renn once participated in a secret project in cooperation between the military and the Gotham City Police Department.
The content of the project is... to select and train a group of people who can serve as stand-ins when Batman is injured. Wren was one of the three candidates ultimately selected, but as the other two candidates became insane,
, the project came to nothing.
But Renn's story is not over. Now, he is wearing the armor of grief, with "Original Sin" in his right hand (the sword is wrapped in red flames), and "Salvation" in his left hand (the sword is wrapped in blue flames), transforming into a new generation of the Angel of Death, and fighting with
Shenwang is active together on the stage of Gotham City.
…………
"From your tone, you seem to be a vigilante. We are fighting here. It seems to have nothing to do with you, brother." Qisha said, as a "single challenger", he was interrupted just before he started.
, which undoubtedly made him very unhappy.
Upon hearing this, the Angel of Death turned his attention to Qisha. At that moment, a suffocating aura and oppressive feeling emerged from under the white mask. Just this invisible momentum already hinted at the superheroes in this script.
How powerful.
"Among the two people who dug holes on the streets of East District before, were you one?" the Death Angel replied: "Because of what you called a 'fight,' an innocent taxi driver and a couple died on the spot.
Many people were injured in car accidents."
When Shiva heard this, he felt happy. Looking at this situation, it was possible to get rid of Qisha with the help of NPCs without him taking any more risks. So, he loudly said to Qisha: "It seems that he is here to find you.
I won’t accompany you anymore.” After saying that, he was about to leave.
"I don't think so." Another voice said.
Shiva turned around suddenly and realized that there were two people standing behind him. Although Shiva was not a very homely person, he still knew these two people. The handsome long-haired guy wearing a blue and black tights was Nightwing, and the other one was Nightwing.
A beautiful woman wearing purple soft armor with exposed thighs was a huntress. The person who just spoke was none other than Nightwing, Dick Grayson.
"I don't remember doing anything to harm the citizens of Gotham." Shiva responded quickly, and he immediately said: "You have no reason to be my enemy."
"I don't think so." Nightwing replied: "Just a few hours ago, a visitor from another world who called himself 'Anonymous' entered a bank and killed three robbers who were robbing the bank, as well as three police officers.
.And scattered millions of dollars in cash on the streets. Before escaping, he specifically hinted to the police that there were six otherworldly criminals like him who would turn Gotham City upside down." He paused and continued.
Said: "Man, I want to hear your opinion on this matter."
"I know nothing about this... The alien traveler you mentioned has nothing to do with me." Shiva replied. As he listened to the other party's narration, he gradually realized the truth of the matter and thought to himself.
: Is that guy named [Crazy Bujue] planning to frame us...
"Really? Can you explain what's going on with the stone plate behind you?" The huntress obviously didn't believe him.
Before Shiva could respond, Nightwing continued: "Sir, in my opinion, your power is very dangerous to yourself or others. If you really have no ill intentions, I suggest you disarm and make the matter clear.
."
"What nonsense are you talking to them about? Shiva, I don't think it's better to do this... knock down the three people in front of you first, and let's change places and decide the winner." Qisha said. Even so, the intimidating power of the death angel in front of him
There, Qisha didn't dare to act rashly. He had to see Shiva's attitude first.
"This reckless man... you can kill yourself if you want, but don't use me as a backer..." Shiva had something in his mind. If he said such words in a nonchalant tone, he would definitely arouse the hostility of the NPC.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, both Nightwing and Huntress took a defensive posture, and their hands touched their respective darts.
"I surrender." Shiva said. He slowly raised his hands, and the psychic weapons were put away and dissipated directly. "I am only fighting out of self-defense." He turned back and glanced at Qisha, "The other five people
They are all madmen and murderers, and there is nothing I can do about them."
When Qisha saw this, he immediately understood that he had been betrayed. He was a straight-tempered person and was the least able to "act". It was impossible for him to pretend to surrender to the NPC.
"Tch... I don't dare to attack them, and I want to borrow a knife to kill someone..." Qisha said angrily: "You are cruel!"
Before he finished speaking, he stepped hard, kicking up a wall of dust, and using this force, he suddenly jumped out in the other direction.
"Want to leave?" The deep voice sounded again.
The Angel of Death kept a close eye on Qisha and had already predicted his escape. At this time, he had already moved faster and stopped in front of Qisha.
"So fast..." At this moment, Qisha was horrified. He originally thought that his physical skills were far superior to ordinary people in the game, and his skills could compete with the so-called "superpowers", so he did not put these into consideration.
He took the superheroes in Batman's stories seriously. But he never expected...these heroes would have such exaggerated strength.
In fact, Seven Kills made a common-sense mistake. This is the "DC Universe", not the "real world". Here, even heroes without superpowers cannot be regarded as "ordinary people". They all have
The author protects the comic character.
Take Batman, for example, who jumps from three or four floors without getting hurt all the time. The only explanation is that his cape has a slow-down function.
hehe……
There is also the fifth-generation Robin Damian kid. He was shot in the chest and survived. A few hours later, he was full of life and jumping up and down. Alfred's calm explanation of the matter was: "Your Kevlar tights saved your life."
, but you still lost a lot of blood and your lungs were severely bruised. Fortunately, my sewing skills are good, and it is not the first time for me to sew blood vessels severed by bullets."
It can be seen from this that for the heroes of this universe, tights are comparable to body armor. After being fatally injured, they can get up and continue fighting half an hour after the operation, and their combat effectiveness may be improved.
It's a pity that usually civilians and sidekicks don't get this kind of treatment. They are the real "ordinary people".
And if players treat superheroes and super criminals without superpowers as ordinary people wearing fancy clothes, they would be totally wrong...
"God is a just judge, venting his wrath on the villains day after day." The angel of death's stick nature showed up, and he began to quote scriptures in a mysterious way: "If anyone does not turn back, his sword will be sharpened, and his bow will be strung and drawn.
Ready to go..." Two swords burning with red and blue flames were deployed on both sides of the Angel of Death's body. His melee combat ability was flawless. Even though the assassins of the Shadow Alliance worked together to besiege him, they never took anything away from him.
It's been cheap.
Seven Kills has not yet had a direct confrontation with the opponent, but his body is soaked in cold sweat. His fighting expertise has reached B level for many years, and he has many fighting-type active and passive skills. It is rare in close combat.
The opponent, even facing Shiva, the second player in the combat power rankings, he felt that he had a 50% chance of winning. But he did not expect... Facing the pressure of the Angel of Death in front of him, he could not even fight.
Can't do it.
A master like Qisha, before attacking, would naturally have a prediction of what would happen next. But when facing the Angel of Death, all the assumptions that appeared in front of Qisha were that he would be destroyed by flames within two moves.
Sword-breaking limbs and body amputation...
"Wait a minute..." Seeing that the other party was about to take action, Qisha shouted quickly. He raised his hands: "I surrender too... You shouldn't kill people casually, right? Heroes."
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Dark night has fallen in Gotham City, and this night is destined to be uneventful.
Directly above the Gotham Police Station, the tower.
The glass of the bat lamp was smashed, and the black bat pattern was projected in the air, revealing the three words "rid", which seemed to announce something to the city.
Commissioner Gordon always wears a brown windbreaker, shirt and tie. He stands in the wind, his hair is not messy at all, and his resolute and sharp eyes are revealed under his glasses.
A young man wearing a red tights, a black cloak, and an eyepatch came to him, "The good news is... Nightwing and the others have found two of them, subdued them, and taken them to the police station.
Here we come." He paused: "The bad news is that there are four more...who are still missing. But the Divine Network will find them soon."
"To me, there is nothing good or bad about this news." Gordon said: "The families of three police officers lost their fathers, husbands, and sons today... New super criminals suddenly appeared during this sensitive period.
, it’s hard to imagine what will happen next..."
Tim Drake (the third generation of Robin) replied: "No matter what happens, the Divine Network can handle it."
"Kid, it's good that you have confidence." Gordon sighed: "It is undeniable that the Divine Network prevented Gotham from collapsing. But now Gotham City is like a dam full of holes. Whenever we make up for it,
From one hole, three new ones will pop up. It is only a matter of time before the dike breaks..." He glanced at Tim: "Yeyi knows this, we know it, and so do the criminals lurking in the darkness.
Know that... they are ready to destroy this city that is as fragile as paper."
"We won't let this become a reality." Tim said in a rather excited tone: "Batman... will stand up." He also knew very well in his heart that in the end it would be either him or Dick.
One person, put on that cloak.
"By the way, kid, I have a possible clue about those travelers from another world." Gordon changed the topic, "This evening, the police station received a tip, and someone provided us with Victor.
Professor Frith's hiding place."
"Mr. Freeze?" Tim's expression changed slightly: "Where is he?"
"In a corporate factory called 'Northern Pure Land', but that is no longer important." Gordon said: "About half an hour ago, there was a huge explosion that razed it to the ground. The specific cause of the explosion still needs to be investigated.
, but my intuition tells me that this is directly related to those 'travelers from other worlds'. Maybe you can go there to try your luck..."
When Gordon said this, he turned his head to Tim, but he only saw air, so he didn't finish his words.
In the wind, the director lit a cigarette for himself and smiled bitterly. He couldn't help but recall another man who often disappeared suddenly near the end of the conversation. Unfortunately, that old friend was already dead... (To be continued
