[Comprehensive British and American] After the mage traveled through the super British world

When Cyril arrived at the scene, the scene where Superman fell had been cordoned off by the police, surrounded by reporters, police and ambulances.

The expressions on everyone's faces showed panic. Some people were whispering blankly, as if they couldn't believe the scene in front of them, while some emotional people couldn't help crying, as if Superman was hopeless.

As far as the eye could see, it was chaos.

Cyril stood on tiptoe outside, trying to see what was going on inside, but was blocked by crowds of people's heads.Through the system's panel, Cyril can see that Superman's once bottomless blood bar is now only a few thousand points left.

Instead of huddling with the crowd, the elf simply handed in a flash skill and came directly in front of Superman.

The first responders who were at a loss around Superman raised their heads and looked at Cyril who suddenly appeared here.Under the alternately flashing red and blue lights of the ambulance, Cyril squatted down, stretched out her hand to feel Superman's breath, and then asked the person in the white doctor's uniform, "What's going on?"

Maybe it was because his tone was too calm, or maybe it was because he was dressed like a superhero, the doctor subconsciously answered his question: "We don't know what's going on, we've tried many times, ordinary surgery The knife can't cut through Superman's skin at all. Just now, Cyborg contacted us and said that we need a special scalpel to take out the bullet. The interstellar laboratory has sent someone to send it over. I'm just afraid that when the scalpel arrives, It's too late..."

It has been more than half a month since I came to this world, and Cyril has long known that for people in this world, death is death, and there is no way to resurrect.

Cyril asked the system: "Can I open a resurrection point here?"

[System: You have only completed four tasks so far, and the contribution value is not enough to open the resurrection point. 】

Seeing that Superman's blood bar was gradually dropping, and it had dropped below a thousand points, Cyril asked again: "Then is there anything I can do to save him now?"

[System: With your current contribution value, you can just exchange for a CD reset opportunity, but the side effect is a week of weak soul state. 】

Xi Ruier nodded, and said simply and neatly: "I see, let's change."

The last time Cyril entered the combat state was still in Cube Prison, no matter how long the skill CD was, it would have passed, and the only skill that was still on CD was the accessory Mountain Heart, Backtracking.

Soon, a ray of reddish light swept over Cyril's body. He tore off the original necklace, vacated the accessories for the equipment, lowered his head, and tied the Heart of the Mountain, which was already available, around his neck.

The pale golden soft light surrounding the elf disappeared in an instant, the pointed ears drooped down in frustration, and the pale lips lost all blood color. Cyril wiped the stinging eyes , raised his head, and said to the people around him: "Please make way, give me some space."

His tone was very flat, and his voice was not loud, but the originally noisy surroundings suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were firmly attached to him.

Cyril reached out to Superman lying on the ground, and pressed his palm to his heart.

Soon, the heart of the mountains on his neck flowed out a soft milky white light. This ray of light flowed down Cyril's neck and flowed to the pale fingertips, like the gurgling water when the snow melts in spring, submerging into Superman's blood-stained chest.

Clark, whose consciousness had already fallen into a semi-comatose state, felt very warm.

The kryptonite bullet disappeared without a trace, the wound healed quickly, the blood stains under his body disappeared out of thin air, and even the damaged S-shaped logo on Superman's chest was restored to its original state.

Go back in time and control life and death.

Before the Lost Legion appeared, this skill was only used on oneself in battle. The biggest use was to restore the health bar, blue bar and equipment durability to the best state, so as to gain a great advantage in battle, although It's useful, but not all that powerful.

This skill was not considered a miracle until the power of the undead was rampant on the continent like a plague, and the resurrection point no longer received polluted souls.

Things that can save lives are always the most precious.

Clark opened his eyes suddenly.

What comes into view is the narrow sky sandwiched by the tall buildings on both sides, and a touch of cold white clothes corners.

what just happened?

Clark supported his body with his arms, sat up, and gradually regained consciousness.

He remembered that someone had hit him with a kryptonite bullet.

There were cheers and applause around, and Superman reached out and touched his chest, but he didn't touch any wounds, as if the bullet before closing his eyes had never been fired from the muzzle.

Like a miracle.

However, Clark lowered his head and looked at his palm, where it was suddenly wet, and there was blood falling from above, and those few blood-red glaring drops flowed around along the lines of his palm.

Clark turned his head and found Cyril half-kneeling beside him, with the fingertips of his left hand digging hard at the ground, a string of blood dripping from the corner of his eyes, the elf put his fist on his mouth and nose, pressing his throat, He coughed a few times in a very soft voice.

But his back was tense, as if he was trying his best to prevent himself from showing any more gaffes.

Clark was taken aback, and quickly lifted the opponent off the ground, wanting to wipe off the blood on the opponent's face, but didn't dare, for fear that doing so would embarrass Cyril even more, so he could only half hug and half hug him, and let the opponent lean on the on their own shoulders.

"What's wrong with you?" Clark heard the irregular heartbeat of the other party, a little anxious.

Cyril didn't speak for a while, and after more than ten seconds, he pushed away Superman's hand holding his shoulder, and softly recited a spell. The clear water flowed around his fingertips, and the elf washed the blood on his face. Clean, then raised the corners of her pale mouth: "I'm fine."

Seeing that the reporters around had already picked up their cameras and kept taking pictures of the two of them, Cyril patted Clark's hand hanging by his side, and said hoarsely, "Let's go."

Clark nodded, simply picked up Cyril horizontally, and flew upwards.

The two found a shelter on the roof of a remote residential building. Before Clark could ask what happened, he heard the anxious voice of Cyborg on the alliance communication channel: "Superman! Batman! Are you there? Amazing There's something wrong with the heroine!"

At the same time, a ding sounded in Cyril's mind.

[The perfect hero team quest chain has been activated, please check it]

Mission description: Please help the Justice League get through the difficulties and stop the villain's evil plan.

Task Difficulty: Medium to high.

mission rewards:

1. You can teach a skill to teammates

2. Drop a blueprint of the undead energy detection instrument

3. Open the auction house

[Justice League members have been added to the team, I wish you a happy team]

"Through scanning, my sensor found that some nano-robots were attacking Wonder Woman's brain cells," the only Cyborg who was not attacked besides Aquaman at the bottom of the sea was also very confused, and finally contacted Superman, and he couldn't wait. Said all her findings, "They invaded her visual and auditory centers and created hallucinations for her... I have confirmed the frequency of the nano-robots, as long as they release interference waves, they can be cleaned up, but she thinks I am Leopard Girl didn't listen to my explanation, she kept chasing me and broke my sensor, now I can't treat her... Hey, why is there a 'teaming panel' in my processor ',What's this?"

Clark listened carefully to what Cyborg said, and after understanding the situation, he nodded: "Don't worry about other things, you hold her steady, and I'll go over right away."

Cyborg sighed: "Her heart and brain are about to be overwhelmed."

Seeing that Clark was about to fly away, Cyril grabbed the corner of Clark's red cloak: "Take me with you, I can help."

Clark keenly noticed that Cyril's current state was very bad, and he was a little worried: "Are you injured?"

Cyril lowered her eyes, with a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth: "It's no big deal, it's just a DEBUFF that can't be cleared, it's fatal."

"Superman! My God, I just heard your voice on the communication channel!" The Flash's breathing sounded fast, as if he was doing high-load physical exercise, "I saw the Martian Manhunter was on fire, he I fell into the lake, but the fire on my body has never been extinguished."

Clark picked up Cyril, flew forward, and at the same time replied to Flash: "You can take him to the interstellar laboratory and let them check the situation."

Barry seemed to be losing a lot of energy. He said out of breath, "No, I've got a bomb detonator strapped to me. If I stop, it will explode immediately, and the old lady who is still on the maglev vehicle will die." Yes, I have, I have run around the earth for almost two hundred times..."

Superman frowned deeply: "Batman, Green Lantern, are you there?"

Still no answer.

The surrounding wind was howling, and the buildings and streets on the ground were flying by. Listening to Clark's communication with his teammates, Cyril knew that he was worried about the two teammates who had not heard from him all this time. He looked up at Superman's sharp jaw and tight Pursing his lips, he said, "Don't worry, you can see them in the team formation panel. They are not life-threatening and their blood volume is healthy. The Martian Manhunter's situation is the worst. Not far ahead are Wonder Woman and Cyborg Where I am, you can put me down and save the Martian Manhunter first."

"You made that thing?" Hearing Cyril's comfort, Clark sighed softly, "Forget it, the most important thing now is not this, are you sure you can handle Wonder Woman?"

Cyril's tone is still tepid: "I can, just put me down, the most important thing now is time."

Clark handed a spare pair of alliance communication headsets to Cyril, and just wanted to lower the height and put him down, but Syril had already left his arms, jumped off the arm that was holding him, and fell downwards , like a homing bird with white wings.

The person who usually looks gentle and a bit lazy is very decisive in doing things. Clark looked back at him, and then flew at full speed towards the burning Martian Manhunter who was still sinking at the bottom of the lake.