Chapter 1987 U transcends the big event (seventy-eight).
Chapter 1961 U transcends major events (seventy-eight)
In the ruins of the city, the once prosperous urban scene has been ruthlessly destroyed, and a desolate scene comes into view.
The towering skyscrapers have become ruins, and collapsed concrete and steel blocks are scattered on the streets. The shops and office buildings on both sides of the streets have long been reduced to ashes, leaving only ruins, witnessing the prosperous past of hurried people rushing for life.
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The signal light had fallen down in the last storm, but the power was not completely cut off. The wrong signal caused red and green to flash alternately, like a monster peeping from the depths of the thick fog.
Two figures appeared under the traffic light.
Stark looked up and looked around at the surrounding scene, then turned to look aside. Schiller stood there and turned to look at the huge signal light that had fallen behind him.
"What's wrong?" Stark also stepped forward and asked.
"It's nothing, it just reminds me of a place with a serious traffic jam." Schiller shook his head and said.
But Stark walked to the broken part of the signal light, looked at it and said: "The general structure is still a product of human civilization, but the materials are different from what we use, maybe it is from the future era."
"I never thought you would choose unity." Schiller also walked up and took a look. The densely packed wiring at the broken spot of the signal light was exposed, going straight down into the ground. It was unclear where it led.
"I have never participated in a unity game, but I think maybe this will be the most difficult type of game." Stark looked up at the place where the traffic light fell and said: "Whether it's a superhero or a super criminal, they are all.
There are advantages, and if they need to unite to pass the level, it may be difficult."
"Do you think all the contestants will unite?"
Stark raised his eyebrows and asked, "You don't think so?"
"Didn't you realize that this organizer likes to play word games very much?"
"like you?"
Schiller lowered his head and laughed, shook his head and said: "I don't do such tricks. I always clearly mark the price, and it is absolutely worth every penny."
"I wonder if the owner of that bus thinks so."
"Let's get down to business." Schiller interrupted Stark's complaint and said: "There are many definitions of unity, and it may not necessarily mean that all contestants are united. That would not be interesting enough."
"Since they are divided into different teams, it is very likely that members of the teams will unite to fight against other teams, right?"
Stark frowned slightly, but did not offer any rebuttal. The possibility that Schiller said does exist, but if this is the case, they may be at a disadvantage.
If it's a confrontational game, Stark's combat effectiveness without armor is not very strong, and one against two will be very stressful for Schiller.
But Stark soon thought that when he proposed to choose a unity game, Schiller did not refute it. If he had anticipated such a situation, he could have made suggestions before participating in the game.
"I just thought it would be fun." Schiller smiled and said, "Are you worried that you will be delayed?"
"Stark has never been so worried." Stark sighed and said, "I should have thought of it earlier. Nothing can stop you from having fun."
"As long as you know."
Just as Stark was about to speak, the organizer's notification tone finally came.
"The game-'Mysterious Life in the Fog City' is about to begin.
The rules of this game are special, please listen carefully.
Two duelists from the same team will arrive at the same location and automatically form a team. Each team is the smallest combat unit and is considered the same competitor.
There are six teams in this competition, and the six contestants are numbered with Roman numerals 1 to 6. The contestant numbers will be printed on the back skin as a mark of participation.
There are two people in the team, one is a hunter and the other is a priest. The hunter will get a random cold weapon that only the hunter can use, and the priest will get a part of the map of this game that only the priest can see.
The hunter can attack everyone, but the priest cannot attack anyone. If the hunter is killed, the priest can continue to play the game. If the priest is killed, the entire team will be eliminated. The map owned by the priest will automatically be obtained by the priest of the murderer's team.
There are totem pole fragments in the corners of the map. If you collect three totem pole fragments, the priest can curse any hunter. The totem pole fragments can be held by anyone in the team, and they will be dropped automatically upon death.
Special reminder: The dense fog in the city lurks great dangers. Please explore with caution. This competition does not limit any abilities or actions of the contestants, but violators will be immediately eliminated."
A red light flashed deep in the thick fog, but it was not a random signal light. As the red light gradually extinguished, Lord Superman turned to look at Bruce next to him and said: "My super power can be used, but it seems that I can't fully exert it.
The effect, this fog is very weird."
"Can you fly?"
Lord Superman looked up. Just as he was about to take off, Bruce stopped him and said, "Don't fly so high. There are dangers lurking deep in the thick fog. The fog is even thicker at high altitudes."
Lord Superman restrained his movements and just floated gently, reaching a height of about two stories before landing again.
The air above was very thick. Lord Superman raised his head and frowned and said, "You can continue to fly upward, but I'm not sure what's up there. That gives me a bad feeling."
"Then don't fly." Bruce said immediately: "I'm afraid this game cannot be solved by a simple battle."
At this time, the beep sounded again.
"Please ask each team to decide on the role of hunter and priest."
“You can choose by yourself?!”
A slightly surprised voice came from the depths of the thick fog. Clark turned to look at Batman beside him and said: "I thought it would be the organizer's decision."
"That's good news for us." Batman remained expressionless, but looking at Clark's clear eyes, he still sighed.
At that time, Clark immediately contacted the organizer to deliver medicine to Bruce, but Batman did not want to go back so soon, so he proposed that they participate in a game together so that they could get to know each other better and hone their fighting skills.
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Clark indeed agreed, and the two of them entered the game directly.
"So which of us will be the hunter and who will be the priest?" Clark asked.
Batman seemed a little surprised that Clark would ask this question. The Superman he knew was always overconfident in such matters and always liked to come forward.
"I'm a hunter," Batman said, "but you have to pretend to attack them and pretend to be a hunter, while I pretend to be a priest."
Clark raised his eyebrows. He looked at Batman and said, "You do look more like a priest, at least more like me."
"You are very smart." Batman only left one sentence.
The brand-new screening room was very bright. Owen once again stood in the center of the stage, raised his hands and shouted: "Let us warmly welcome this guest!!!"
The lights kept shining, and the spotlights above cast a bright light, illuminating the figures in the auditorium.
There were a lot of onlookers this time, and there were actually seven people there. Owen was obviously very happy with this number of people, and kept operating the lights to flash back and forth.
The figure in the center frowned impatiently. When the lights stopped shaking, what appeared was a black and blue uniform with two short sticks on his back.
Nightwing in the main universe originally had a rough life, but the biggest trouble he encountered recently was that Thomas, who stayed in Gotham in the main universe, insisted that he go to Metropolis to study in college.
Next came his good partner, a young man wearing a jacket and a red hood. He folded his arms and coughed twice, shaking his head at Nightwing.
The Red Hood of the main universe originally had a rough life, but the biggest trouble he encountered recently was that Thomas, who stayed in Gotham in the main universe, asked him to go back to high school again.
Further to the left is naturally their other good partner, a young man wearing a colorful Robin uniform, or closer to a boy.
Red Robin in the main universe, his life experience is not so bumpy, but the biggest trouble he has encountered recently is that Martha, who is staying in the main universe, contacted his aunt, and the two of them also convinced his father to let him
He takes over the Drake family business.
On the right side of Ye Yi is a young man wearing a white coat. He looks like he just came out of the research institute, but he is very young and even looks a little immature.
That was Peter Parker. He obviously recognized Dr. Schiller on the screen. He put his hand to his mouth and smiled, obviously thinking of something interesting.
To Peter's right was a figure wearing a truck driver's uniform. He had messy green hair hanging down the side of his face. There was a long section of black hair at the root. It looked like it hadn't been permed or dyed for a long time.
Of course Jack recognized Bruce, but he just sneered, rolled his eyes, and said nothing.
But he soon ran into trouble because sitting on his right was another Batman.
His Batsuit is much more sci-fi than most Batman, with matte metal breastplate and shoulder armor, golden belt, thick and powerful gauntlets and a long cape.
The Batman from the most famous fan game "Arkham Knight" in history also combines Batman stereotypes. It is obvious that opening his mouth can solve many problems, but he is the Batman who does not open his mouth.
At this time, he was staring at Jack with cold and deep eyes. Jack leaned crookedly on the chair and sneered at him.
Sitting at the far end is an old man, wearing a horn crown with two long horns sticking out. He puts his hands flat on his legs, with a book in his hands and his staff aside, sitting silently.
No one paid attention to him, and he paid no attention to anyone else.
Loki, a very special Loki.
As the thick fog on the screen dissipated, the contestant who appeared in the center of the screen was an ordinary man, and he was the only one.
Just when several Robins wanted to ask what was going on, the man on the screen clearly didn't move his mouth, but another, rougher and hoarse voice suddenly sounded.
"I really can't figure out how this damn organizer can count us as two people. He knows nothing about symbiotes and he doesn't know anything about me. He's a damn idiot..."
"Okay, Venom, you have complained hundreds of times, isn't it me who should be worried now? If the priest takes action, it is a violation, then the two of us will definitely take action together. What should we do now?"
"That's why I said that was a damn idiot." Venom became even more crazy: "How could he count us as two people? We are obviously one, damn it, damn it."
The face of the man who appeared on the screen was none other than Eddie Brock.
But it was very unfortunate that he and the symbiote Venom were counted as two contestants, and his duelist team happened to be the minimum number of people, that is, two people, just him and Venom.
Venom expressed great dissatisfaction with this matter. He has been angry for as long as he has been here. Eddie has not coaxed him well yet, and now he is faced with such a situation.
Before the bystanders could figure out what was going on, a slightly familiar face appeared on the screen, it was Tony Stark, and he was also alone, with no sound around him.
Ignoring the onlookers' doubts, the screen finally cut to the last team of contestants.
One of them was a blond man, wearing a richly decorated armor and a crown, and the other was a black-haired young man, also wearing a complicated robe and holding a staff.
Thor, Loki, the God King and the Prince seemed to be participating in the celebration before they arrived, and were whispering something at this time.
All the teams were discussing the allocation of hunters and priests, and Schiller and Stark were no exception. Stark spread his hands and said: "It seems that now we have only one choice."
"Yes." Schiller nodded and said, "So you will be the hunter and I will be the priest."
Stark's eyes widened.
Looking at the cold weapon ax falling from the sky, Schiller smiled and said: "Remember what I said? Sometimes, words are more powerful than fists."