Shadow of the Beautiful World

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In a chaotic New York City, two hooded men walked silently.

One of them was wearing a black hood and the other was wearing a gray hood.

They covered the whole body with that special, gloomy clothing, just like those walking in the shadows.

The man in gray is silent, while the man in black stops from time to time and looks around.

Beside them, panicked innocent people screamed and ran away, and rampant **** were taking advantage of the fire.

Perhaps the insight round of the mothership over New York will completely kill these criminals in the next round of salvos, but before those weapons are fired, these **** can still wantonly hurt others.

"I...I've been here..."

The man in black stopped in front of a lit school.

Under the hood, he stared blankly at the burning ruins. He said to the gray man in silence:

"I have...the memories here...but I can't think of any more, can you remember?"

He turned his head to look at the gray man next to him. The latter did not respond, like a stone.

As the host of the black light virus, after he was released by Wesker, he still has sporadic memories of the past.

But the man in gray was treated as an upgraded version of the tyrant, and it is impossible for him to retain the memories of the past.

Even the personality is almost erased.

After he was free, he would only instinctively follow the man in black and wander around in this chaotic city.

The last trace of human nature in his mind is telling him that people in black can be trusted.

"Oh, I forgot, you are a dumb."

The man in black shrugged, looked at the burning school again, and turned to leave.

According to the deepest impression left in his memory, he walked in the other direction.

He didn't know where he came from, what he was called, and where he was going...

Perhaps as the black light virus became more and more connected with him, he would recall the sealed memory.

But now, he can only postpone instinctive action.

"Snapped"

A woman with blood all over her body was thrown from the second floor on the side of the street and hit the feet of the man in black.

He lowered his head and looked at the woman, who was seriously injured and stabbed with a lot of knives, but there was one last breath. She stretched out her **** hand and tried to seek help.

The man in black looked at the **** hand, he didn't hold it.

He didn't know this hurt woman...

"It hurts to watch..."

The man in black commented casually, then lifted his foot, passed the dying woman, and continued to walk forward.

Behind him, the gray man has no fluctuations.

"I remember...I have a house..."

The man in black rubbed his forehead, he said:

"Just around here..."

"Help!"

A sharp cry for help sounded in the distance, and the super-perception given by the black light virus made the gray man hear the call for help a few blocks away.

He should have been the same as before, ignoring those who had nothing to do with him.

But when the familiar voice came into his ears, the man in black walking forward stopped.

He turned his head suspiciously, looking at the direction of the sound, he said:

"This voice...where did I seem to have heard..."

"Sister! No, let go of my sister!"

At the next moment, another crying boy's voice rang in the distance, and the eyes of the man in black squinted.

"Hello, dumb."

His body squatted slightly, as if he was about to jump from the spot, he said to the silent gray man behind him:

"I'm going to see... are you coming together?"

The gray man does not answer.

The man in black patted his head.

"Hey, I forgot again, you are a dumb."

"boom"

The next second, the ground beneath the black man's feet shattered in a powerful bombardment, and the curled legs were like springs, pushing the black man to blast away in the direction of the sound.

Just like a shell fired.

And after he left, the gray man followed.

But he did not choose to jump, but was running, running very fast, like a gray lightning.

On the street where Jessica and her child were attacked, Lisa had been caught in the hand by the passing super criminal.

The eldest girl struggled, but she was just an ordinary person.

She couldn't stop the perverted maniac from tearing her coat, and Frank wanted to rush to rescue her sister, but was opened by the criminal.

The child was beaten on the ground with bloodshot cheeks.

But like a little wolf cub, he was not afraid of pain, but gritted his teeth and rushed up again.

"Don't come! Frank, don't come!"

Lisa stopped her younger brother, and the criminal raised his hand with a grin, a white bone spur extended from his finger, and he looked at Frank, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Little Bunny...Go die!"

"Uh"

The sharp bone spur pierced towards Frank.

Behind them, Jessica had been beaten down by 7 crazy superhumans and fell to the ground, unable to support at all.

It seems that the next moment, the tragedy will happen.

"boom"

At the moment when Frankie was caught in the bone spur, a figure falling from the sky fell beside the super criminal and two children.

He hit the ground, and when he landed, a shock-shaped depression appeared on the ground under his feet.

Under the black hood, his eyes looked at the bone spur pierced by the criminal in front of him, as well as the little boy who held his fist and refused to lose.

When he saw the red and swollen wound on the boy's cheek, a nameless anger rose from the heart of the black man who had forgotten everything.

The fire of anger was so intense, so noisy, so crazy.

The passive anger surprised the man in black himself.

why...

Why can't he tolerate the child being hurt in front of him?

What does this child have to do with him?

"boom"

The bone spur pierced by the grinning criminal was firmly grasped by a gloved hand at the next moment.

As if held by iron tongs, the bone spur was stopped in front of Little Frank's eyes, and the lines were still.

The man in black looked down at Little Frank, and Little Frank looked up at the man in black too. The child saw the man covered most of his face by the hood, although he couldn't see his eyes.

But the familiar face contour and the familiar jaw filled Frank's eyes with surprise at this moment.

"father!"

Little Frank shouted.

This call is like a key, pierced into the heart of the man in black, just like opening a tightly locked box, turning out the chaotic memories.

Well...

He remembered.

Although not much is remembered, it is enough.

he is...

Frank.

Frank Kasol!

He has two children and a beloved wife.

And the little boy in front of him is his child.

He is a father...

"Oh."

Frank responded dryly to his son's call.

He raised his head and looked at Lisa, who was caught in the hand by the super criminal in front of him and his coat was torn apart.

"Lisa?"

Frank said in a hoarse voice:

"Your name is Lisa, right?"

Lisa looked at the father who appeared suddenly in disbelief. Before she could answer, she was thrown to the ground by the criminal.

The grinning guy waved his hand, and sharp bone spurs popped out on the other hand.

Between the whistling, the bone spur pierced Frank, who was nosy.

However, before the bone spurs flew out, a lightning-struck gray man rushed across the road. He raised his left arm and waved.

In the zigzag black flash, the incomparable super criminal was cut into four pieces by black claws.

As the highest-level product of the Tyrant series, as an "artwork" developed regardless of cost.

The destructive power of the "Sleeping God" tyrant is not comparable to those of the mass production version of cannon fodder.

The super criminal's head flew out, and there was still amazement in the hideous face.

His torn body fell to the ground, and the blood spewed out Lisa's cheeks.

"Don't be so rude, dumb... uh, Russo!"

There was still confusion in his mind, but Frank, who had begun to return, said dissatisfiedly.

He crouched down, gently lifted his daughter up, and then wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve.

He said to Frank and Lisa:

"It's all right, boys, let's go, there is nothing beautiful here."

When he had finished, he would leave with two children.

But Lisa grabbed the wrist of her father who had become weird. She pointed to the chaos behind her. She said:

"Sister Jessica is still there! We are going to help her. When you are away, she is taking care of us, and she is protecting us, Dad, and saving her!"

"Um...okay."

Frank shrugged. How could a qualified father refuse the request from his daughter?

"Back off, children."

Frank walked in the direction of the besieged Jessica.

He moved his hands while walking.

The black light shone on his arms, his fingers and flesh twisted.

Soon, the left hand turned into a sharp curved blade covered with spikes, and the right hand turned into a greasy biochemical axe.

In the astonished gaze of the two children, their father walked into the mad superhuman group like a stroll.

Swing left hand and pierce one;

Waving down the right hand, cut one.

The power of the black light virus was surging in Frank's body, which was derived from the brutal force at the top of the food chain.

Combined with Frank Kasor's nearly instinctive fighting instinct and the ultimate fighting method.

This is not a fight or rescue.

This is a massacre.

Lisa reached out and covered her brother's eyes. She looked at the father who was making a slaughter by Shinshou. She was not stained with blood. Her body shivered a little.

Such a dad...

Somewhat strange.

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"Click"

The black, streamlined, exaggerated and cool Batmobile stopped at the side of 117A Brick Street with a perfect tail.

As the wing-shaped car door opened, Batman, dressed in a black bat costume, stepped out of the car. He stood on the side of the road, and the cloak behind him spread over him, covering his entire body.

In front of Bruce, Merlin was sitting in a chair on the street, holding a thick black book in his hand while reading.

Beside him, the criminal's body was covered.

"Merlin!"

Steve Rogers came out from the other side of the Batmobile, his face pale.

He escaped from the Trident Building that day, avoiding being controlled.

But he was chased by Hydra soldiers in confusion, and was finally rescued by Batman, the 006 Avengers who received the distress signal.

"Steve..."

Merlin raised his head and put away his book. He looked at Captain America with his shield on his back. He said:

"Can you still fight?"

"Ok."

Steve gritted his teeth and nodded. He said:

"I've been in a coma for the whole day...it's bad now, right?"

"All right."

Merlin stood up and took something out of his pocket and threw it to Batman.

The latter took his hand and found two bronze punches studded with green, gem-like things.

Bruce knew what it was, and he knew who it was for.

He put away his punches and stood beside Merlin without a word.

"Come on, let's go to the battlefield!"

Merlin glanced at the sun in the sky, and in this devastated city, he said to the two people in front of him:

"There is very little support for us, two, just three of us, and the number of enemies is a little..."

"how many?"

Steve asked.

Merlin glanced at him and stepped into the bat, he whispered:

"Everyone..."

"So if you want to go, take advantage of it now."

"Come all here."

Steve shook his head. He sat back on the co-pilot of the Batmobile. He fastened his seat belt and said:

"Go away without saying hello to your opponents. It's a little rude."

Batman sat on the main driver, under his distinctive bat helmet, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

At the moment when the Batmobile started, he said in a hoarse voice:

"I'll contain the three out of control avengers...you have to do something else."

"Are you walking alone?"

The captain asked with some doubt:

"Would you like me to help?"

"enough."

Bruce said quietly:

"Every strong person has weaknesses."

"Steve, you have to deal with the main console of the Trident Headquarters and destroy that stuff!"

The Batmobile is designed for two seats, so Merlin can only exist behind the seat in the form of black fog. In the floating black fog, Merlin's voice sounded:

"Leave the culprit and the rest to me!"

"What about the clown?"

Batman driving asked:

"Who will deal with him? In my experience, letting him run around is not a good idea."

"You remind me."

In the dark mist, Merlin took out a cell phone, he dialed a string of numbers, he said to the two people in front of him:

"I have the most suitable person to deal with him..."

"We are going to use a lunatic to deal with another lunatic..."

"Hello, Wade?"

"Are you interested in taking a job?"

After a while, Merlin finished the phone call, he thought about it, and dialed a number.

"Hello? Reed? This is Merlin. I need you to do me a favor..."

In front of the fast-moving bat car, the Trident Building is already in sight.

This black vehicle carried three soldiers to the final battlefield.

What they will face is the most difficult challenge, just like a drama that is about to open its final curtain.

The curtain rises, the lights are in place, the actor Hou Tai, the show begins...

The stage is right in front!

Raven...

Come to the appointment!

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