After a few short rounds of close combat, the phantom of the shadow slapped away Kijima Mari's paw with one palm, and slapped her face with the other palm. Energy poured out from the palm, and another bang came from her face.
explode.
The infected Kijima Mari was blasted away for an unknown number of times and rolled several times in a row in embarrassment. This time, it seemed that she could no longer muster the strength to stand up, and she tried several times in a row but failed.
The burly phantom came towards her from a short distance, with Felix Grove's body standing behind it.
"Well, the skin is thick enough." Shadow whispered, "But it's almost over. Relax, I will make it happen quickly."
As he spoke, Phantom twisted his knuckles, moved his neck, and slowly walked towards her.
Kijima Mari finally seemed convinced that she had no ability to resist. She reluctantly turned over and looked coldly at the phantom approaching her.
"You're a monster, you know that, right?"
Shadow tilted his head: "Huh?"
"Look at you, a monster bound by rules and shackled, begging for mercy from your master like a pug."
She looked disgusted and even a little proud.
"That's why you'll never be like me."
Shadow looked her up and down with a strange expression.
The expression seems to be asking, have you been beaten into a retard like you?
"You will never understand what I saw. I saw the truth, the way this world should be, and the essence." She showed a happy and yearning expression, "That's what I have been pursuing all along.
.
That kind of happiness is like the sublimation of the body, giving me knowledge and power, just like the soul being liberated. I have never felt so free, so unfettered, as if this is how everything should be, instead of being
You are bound by those boring rules.
Now, look at you, you were born a monster, but you voluntarily wear the shackles of rules."
She looked at the shadow and smiled contemptuously.
"What do you think you're doing? Standing up for justice? Trying to be a hero? Ha, let me tell you what you're doing.
You are just a humble puppet, a dog on a string. You go wherever the owner leads you. If you bring back the Frisbee, you will be rewarded with a bone.
You don’t really think of yourself as a hero, do you? Hahaha..."
boom.
Shadow hit her in the chin with an uppercut. In the middle of the infected person's words, the mouth that was hit hard was suddenly shut shut. The huge force of the punch made her head tilt back and her body flew off the ground.
He stood up and his whole head exploded into pieces.
The infected person who had lost his head fell half to the ground and finally became motionless.
"It's inexplicable. For a long time, I thought I had something important to say." Shadow retracted his fist and tilted his head.
To it, it doesn't matter what happens.
It just wants to finish its work quickly and go back to eat spicy strips.
...
"It's just gone?"
Chu Cheng stared at the battlefield on the screen carefully and checked it, only to feel a little strange.
What a big old man, why don't you just say no?
"Invisibility? Or can they also move in space?"
"Insufficient information requires further scanning of the data," Friday said.
This does feel a bit strange. Halfway through the fight with Ophelia, the Ancient One, he was having a great time operating Iron Man and Spider-Man in a two-way doubles fight. Halfway through the combo, the sandbag suddenly disappeared.
No clues were found in the various scanning devices of Iron Man's armor. In the end, the world's number one detective designated by DC was turned on, and the scene reconstruction and analysis function called detective mode, which is actually a God's perspective, was used to restore the original appearance of the matter.
I saw that Batman quickly reconstructed the entire battle scene. The knocked-out vehicle automatically fell back into place, and the broken glass everywhere was absorbed back and turned back into a whole windshield, staying where it should be.
The street lights were put back into their original positions, and the debris everywhere was returned to the surrounding buildings.
"Wow."
Iron Spider, who shared the view, squatted on top of a lamppost, watching the modeling replay process, and looked at Batman with admiration and disbelief.
"It's like watching a 360° panoramic surveillance video playback, it's incredible..."
Iron Man, who was holding his arms on the side, pouted in his armor: "It's not difficult. I also have similar techniques..."
Batman ignored him. Chu Cheng didn't pay attention to what dialogue scenes were triggered by his field heroes. He was concentrating on operating Batman to play back the modeling scene.
When he was shown the scene where Ophelia was knocked away for the last time, he suddenly noticed that from the detective mode perspective, she no longer had the distinctive enemy-specific markings in eye-catching colors.
He paused the playback, zoomed in, pointed the locking frame at the image of the Ancient One in mid-air, and scanned it.
"Friday, why did her hostile check disappear?"
"Combined with residual trace analysis...this may not be an entity, sir," Friday said.
"What do you mean by not being an entity?"
"That is to say, it is something like a holographic image. It is just an image that deceives vision, a phantom, and does not have the quality of real existence."
"Yes, I know the literal meaning. I mean, how could this be? We have been fighting this guy until now. We can't always be fighting phantoms, right?"
"No. This ancient person was an entity until just now in the replay, but he suddenly disappeared here." Friday said, "It is speculated that it may be some kind of golden cicada's ability to shed its shell, sir.
Create a phantom as a clone to make us think she was defeated, and the main body took the opportunity to escape. Some kind of life-saving trump card."
Chu Cheng frowned. Good guy, you have a substitute technique, right?
"...Wait a minute, if she can create phantoms," Chu Cheng thought for a while, "then this move should also be used as an attack method...a very powerful combat auxiliary method. Why does she
You don’t use this technique in battle?”
"I Have a Picture Book of Ghosts and Gods"
"Because, sir... I think this may not be her ability."
Friday intercepted the image scanned by detective mode on Chu Cheng's computer screen and displayed it on the screen floating in her palm. She enlarged the corners of the screen, and Chu Cheng noticed that there were almost imperceptible warm-toned marks in the corners.
Chu Cheng used Batman to walk over and found a person squatting in the corner.
He squatted there for a while, until the moment Ophelia was knocked away, he suddenly stood up, took a step, and the next second he disappeared out of thin air.
At the same moment, Ophelia, who was knocked into the air, lost her hostile status.
"Someone rescued her." Chu Cheng frowned, "That guy's ability is probably to create illusions."
Obviously the guy had been here for a long time, just waiting for the opportunity. At that moment, he saw the opportunity, so he took the opportunity to create an illusion of her being beaten away to hide her from others, but in fact he took the opportunity to kidnap her body.
"The body shape and height have been matched," Friday put the screen in front of Chu Cheng, "The ancient one Leila told us, the ancient Usak. He can completely match the person who appears here."
"The three ancients are all nearby, maybe not far away. Connect to the local system and execute the face scanning program." Chu Cheng said, "We are right here, in this city, and we will try to kill the three of them in one go."
"Yes, sir."
There was a pause on Friday.
"There is your phone number...no, it should be for Mr. Stark. Mr. Chai Dongping from the last delegation."
"Oh? Wait a moment."
Chu Cheng turned off the detective mode and immediately switched the hero to the Iron Man perspective.
"Plug it directly into the Mark 43 armor."
Chu Cheng said, pressing the "turn on microphone" button to enter Stark speaking mode.
The call is connected.
"Mr. Stark? I hope I haven't disturbed you. But we have already discussed the results here. Do you think it would be more convenient for you when...?"
"That'll do now."
Stark said, the thrusters of Iron Man's boots have started to spray.