The Death Knell

"Then let's have a picnic roasting marshmallows in the ice and snow?" Waiter Gwen took a bite of the white cloud and narrowed her eyes: "This reminds me of what happened at the summer camp. On summer nights, everyone ate this We were telling ghost stories together around the campfire, even though it wasn’t that cold at the time.”

Su Ming nodded in agreement. Eating roasted marshmallows in this environment is really not that interesting anymore. It doesn't taste that good anymore:

"Anyway, there is still time. How about I take you to the DC Universe for training? Do you know Wildstorm? They also have a corresponding multiverse. I passed by there after the origin wall broke."

Miss Pu'er's eyes moved from left to right, then back to the left again: "Have you ever heard of the person who drew the superhero group "Storm Guard"? It was later acquired by DC."

"Yes, there is a guy named Deathblow in that team, who claims to be the good guy version of Deathstroke."

Su Ming stood up, drank the soda, and exhaled comfortably:

"But that's not the point. Did you know that the comic version of "Friday the 13th" is also in the Storm multiverse? Let's go to Crystal Lake and roast marshmallows, because I think when you are chased by Jason, it should be able to inspire Some physical potential…”

"No! Do you really like to watch murderers chasing beautiful high school girls? This hobby is too perverted."

Gwen immediately rolled her eyes. She just likes to listen to ghost stories at the summer camp bonfire party, rather than personally participating in the summer camp ghost stories!

Xiao Wang, who had been unable to speak, was frantically writing notes on his daily life in his notebook, because just today, the Supreme Mage once again used words he couldn't quite understand to communicate smoothly with another mentally ill girl.

"How about going to the "30 Years of Fear" world in the DDP universe? Let's go to the Halloween dance and let Mike Myers practice hide and seek with you?"

Deathstroke had another suggestion. Although they were both immortal murderers, Uncle Mai obviously had a better temperament than Jason.

"Even if you want to train me to be a mercenary, training should start with a little rabbit, right? Why do you start with facing a murderer? Where are my equipment?"

Waiter Gwen started to complain again, and her face bulged angrily.

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Just as Deathstroke was teasing Gwen, another Gwen and his party also encountered a little trouble.

British Spider William and Ultimate Spider-Man Parker had a dispute because Spider-Man, who had several mechanical arms behind his back, claimed his leadership to several people as soon as he arrived.

William felt that there should be a meeting to discuss, but Zhang Parker was determined to be dictatorial, so a quarrel broke out between the two.

Needless to say, there were quite a few people on William's side. Although they were all rescued by the Ultimate Spider, they obviously didn't get along so happily.

"At such a critical moment, a strong leader is needed!" Zhang Parker pointed to his mask and knocked on the metal suit: "And I am the Spider-Man with the smartest brain! I am the Ultimate Spider-Man!"

He deliberately emphasized his title and emphasized the pronunciation of the word.

"I don't know about others, but I know that the smartest Spider-Man is Penny, and the most powerful one is Takuya."

"The name...a little Japan?" Doctor Octopus, who was using Parker's body, laughed and kept shaking his head: "I don't think Japan, which lost to us in World War II, can produce any heroes. He just needs to fight with him Like all other citizens, just follow the arrangements of the Americans!"

This was an ugly thing to say, and many Spider-Man frowned under their masks. Although it is understandable that Ultimate Spider-Man wants command, his technological level and life-saving grace also make him qualified to lead the team... .

But when it comes to organizational skills, he seems to have no such thing at all.

He looked down upon everyone in front of him, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. He looked like a bad boy who bullied his classmates in school.

Because the excuse is also 'Fuck with me so that you won't be threatened by gangsters outside school. ’

But if this ultimate Spider-Man is so strong, why does he immediately lead them away every time he saves someone? Why have you never faced off against the Morlun family?

Of course it would be best if we could defeat the enemy, right?

"I suggest you don't say that! The ultimate spider." A pig stood up and spoke righteously with his hands on his hips: "We are all spider totems, there is no high or low, if you insist on having a barbarian election now If it’s a Chiefs-style competition, then I will be your opponent.”

This is Spider Pigman from Earth 8311, Peter Polk, nicknamed "Ham".

He was brought here after he repelled Mo Lun's attack. Of course, it could also be that the other party felt that he was more like a pig totem and was not to their liking and left.

But even though he is a mutated spider bitten by a radiated pig, he is also a scientific genius, such as nuclear fusion hair dryers and cationic nail clippers, which are his proud works.

"Everyone, calm down. I know stress can drive people crazy, but as long as you stay in my world, I can keep you safe."

Another mediator also fell from the sky. He was wearing a white one-piece uniform with a black top and a black bottom. He looked unshaven and about thirty years old.

This is Spider-Man, Captain of the Universe on Earth 13. This is his world. An abandoned underground parking lot has been temporarily requisitioned as a 'Spider Sanctuary'.

He has been recognized by the Heart of the Universe and is the top combat power in this single universe.

Zhang Parker still gave him a face and changed the topic stiffly: "It's no longer feasible to stay here all the time. You also heard what this new girl said. There are three types of totems that the heir family wants to collect. , she does taste different from others, and so do you, Kane."

"That's right. We have to be ahead of the enemy to protect important targets and take away what the enemy wants. This is the basis of tactics."

Scarlet Spider nodded without hesitation. His creed is 'As long as ability, no responsibility', he likes killing very much, and a proactive plan is more to his liking.

William waved his hand: "Either attack or wait, I think both have to be voted on."

"Damn British guy, I've tolerated you for a long time." The punk spider on the side jumped out. He is the loyal little brother of the ultimate spider because of the grace of saving his life.

"Don't fight, don't fight." Miles stood up and raised his hands in front of William: "If you have anything to say, say it."

Being black has an advantage when it comes to arguing with superheroes.

Because if anyone hits him first, it will be equivalent to automatically wearing the label of racial discrimination and directly losing the qualification to be called a hero.

It's just that the Spider-Man of 616 has changed a lot from the last time he met me, and now the little black man feels a little disillusioned.

The scene was chaotic. With more people, there were more ideas. Even if they were all Spider-Man, it would be difficult to agree. After all, Captain Britain is a typical example...

In this chaos, which was obviously expected by Deathstroke, Jessica saw that the time was ripe and loudly put forward what seemed to be the most pertinent opinion:

"Isn't the key now to find a way to lock down the descendant's position first? We will then study the issue of advance and retreat."

Ultimate Spider-Man was stunned for a moment, then nodded:

"You do have a good suggestion, very good."