Wilderness Challenge [Comprehensive British American American Entertainment]

The shock wave of the explosion slammed Jennifer and Arthur on the seabed immediately. Thanks to the protection of Poseidon's trident, the ripples did not spread farther away, but only made the Trench people shrouded in it In the scream, it turned into puff after puff of red blood.

The protective clothing is no longer there to protect Jennifer.This special uniform that gathered the highest technology of Atlantis was torn apart with countless cracks like a layer of paper, and then twisted by water pressure into a completely invisible appearance.The skin and muscles were also torn apart, streaks of silver light shuttled between the cracks, trying to repair this fatal damage.If not for the will of the Earth itself engraved in every part of the soul, this violent collision might have torn her to pieces in the first place.

But Jennifer felt no pain, just a soft, cold touch on her skin.

For a moment, she thought it was the feeling of sea water pouring into the protective clothing.When she blinked, blinked again, and opened it again, she found that her judgment seemed to be wrong: the shock of her mind "bumped" her from the outside world into the realm of consciousness buried deep in her soul, and the sight in her eyes Everywhere is slowly floating light.

Even though she had never been to such a depth, Jennifer instinctively knew the meaning of these wandering lights.Some of them exist for a long time and have a fixed style, which are silhouettes from the past, whether it is beautiful or painful; some of them are constantly being born and dying and colorful, which are all kinds of thoughts she is having now; Some parts do not belong here, they are foreign.

Jennifer turned her gaze to the two "suns" hanging high in the realm of consciousness.

The round on the left is extremely large and magnificent. It is full of silver, like a tower of data that is constantly building and collapsing, changing its shape all the time, symbolizing the gathering and unity of the will of all living beings in the world; the one on the right The round is black, and there is some golden light in the black, and there are countless black mist floating around the edge.These black mist spread from it to the entire consciousness space, surrounding Jennifer, which was the reason why she felt cold.

Subconsciously, Jennifer walked towards the more familiar guests.

Nature's Heart hummed softly as she approached, and it contracted, beating in the same rhythm as her heartbeat.The energy tentacles branching out from the data tower dispelled the black mist on her body, and then extended to the distance, touching the edge of the black mist ball with extremely light force, hesitatingly and cautiously, as if evaluating everything in front of her.Finally, it sent a signal, retracted its tentacles, huddled tightly, and fell silent amidst another hum.

Jennifer realized she couldn't get help here.When the Spear of Destiny invaded, the Heart of Nature mobilized energy to resist the first wave of impact, and dispelled some of the influence attached to her just now, but now it has made its own assessment: it is best not to let the Spear of Destiny touch it. the will of other creatures.

Make a wish carefully, countless voices said together, make a wish carefully, lest things backfire.

Immediately there was a huge thrust, and Jennifer found herself being pushed heavily into the black mist. As the distance approached, those icy mist washed over her bare skin, while the places occasionally irradiated by the golden light were scorching hot like a furnace.The cry of the devil hovered in the black mist, and soft whispers came from the golden crack.Jennifer closed her eyes and took a deep breath before entering the center of the black mist.

Then everything fell silent.

The endless forest and the tranquil lake were the first sight Jennifer saw when she opened her eyes.

No golden light, no black mist, no screams like fingernails on a chalkboard, no weird noises like a heavenly choir, and of course, no sign of being at the bottom of the ocean.Jennifer can clearly recognize that this is a hallucination, but what is worse than being caught by the hallucination is not knowing where to crack the hallucination.So she can only move forward, hoping to find a clue or a pattern.

The lake is very calm, and some small fish are making inconspicuous bubbles in the shallow water.After walking a hundred meters, Jennifer saw a looming pier in the distance.She hesitated for a moment, weighing whether it was more dangerous to stay outside or explore the pier.As if to respond to her words, rustling sounds came from behind.Jennifer turned her head, squinting at the bubbling lake, not quite sure what to expect next.

Only one thing is certain, that is, no matter what will come out, I am afraid it will not be a harmless guy like a teddy bear.This ghostly place really didn't leave her much choice.Jennifer turned and ran towards the pier.

The pier presents a classic L-shape, with a small wooden sign tied with an orange swimming ring at the near point, and several old air-cushion speedboats half submerged in the lake at the far point.Two dirty sea poles stood on the edge of the board, one of which was broken, with messy wires and rusty hooks scattered around the edge, and dried fish scales embedded in the wood cracks.Apart from these traces, there is no sign of people living here.

Jennifer frowned, a part of her didn't want to go to the narrow pier for a closer inspection, but at this moment there seemed to be no other choice.She looked around, picked up two stones from the ground, chopped out the stone blades, and walked onto the trestle bridge vigilantly.The moment she stepped onto the L-shaped bend of the trestle bridge, the sound of snoring behind her made her quickly turn around and assume a defensive posture, half-heartedly hoping that it was just a harmless animal and not a bear.

Surprisingly, it really wasn't a beast.

A huge white moose waded through the shallows, wet weeds on its horns.

Jennifer had seen it before, in cities devastated by nature's counterattacks, in ravines where rafts floated down streams, not that she couldn't use some good luck now, but this—this was an illusion, probably caused by fate. In the illusion created by the spear, nothing "meaningless" appears here.Jennifer looked into its eyes until the silent and quiet beast of the north snorted and shook its horns until the auspicious symbol gradually changed shape.

Something was surging under its skin, and Jennifer noticed it immediately.Not wanting to be the protagonist of those movies who just stood and watched when the weirdness happened, she immediately prepared to move her legs to take herself to a relatively safe place.Her efforts were ineffective, however, as if a higher power knew she was about to flee.

As the surging thing intensified, a black mist gushed from the eyes and muzzle of the white moose, and the huge pair of antlers became a deadly weapon, its eyes turned red, and the flesh peeled off its face , exposing thick white bones and gradually sharpened teeth.

Jennifer held her breath and pushed the Force of Nature out of her mind.When her consciousness touched the moose's, a goosebump-inducing coolness rose from the top of her head.

This monster is not a creature.

In fact, it wasn't anything of the sort that Jennifer had ever seen.

Under the touch of the force of nature, intelligent creatures such as human beings, down to tiny viruses, friendly like killer whales, and vicious like Trench tribes all have vague wills, and at the worst, instinctive emotional signals will be transmitted.But at this moment, there is only a cold pool in the moose's white skull.Jennifer can't control it, God, she can't even feel it.When the invisible force holding her legs loosened, there was only one thing Jennifer knew: it was time to retreat.

She turned around and ran away from the lake at a very fast speed. Judging from the sound of splashing water and quickening hoofbeats, the thing was, of course, chasing, somewhat like a hunting beast, except that it didn't eat Meat - Jennifer wishes it didn't eat meat.Although from the perspective of fangs and claws, this hope is gradually becoming slim.

When the monster broke into the dense forest, it was blocked by a big tree with branches for a moment, while Jennifer relied on her strong body to jump and shuttle between the forests.She knew that the dense surrounding plants could not stop the pursuers for a long time, but when the branches and trunks began to tear and break wildly, she clicked her tongue.

Jennifer felt like she had never run so fast as she circled bush after bush under the guidance of the heart of nature.She didn't bother to climb the big tree, since the moose had already proven that the trunk was nothing to its reinforced horns.After running for an unknown amount of time in the woods, the sound of hooves behind her gradually disappeared, and then she slowed down, leaning against the nearest big tree to breathe, her left hand pressing on her rapidly rising and falling chest.Holding her breath, she tried her best to control her heartbeat, hoping that she would not become dizzy due to the rapid heartbeat.

For a minute or two, Jennifer thought that the monster had been thrown away, that the black hole had gradually lagged and moved out of telepathic range.All that surrounds the wood is a very light rustling, the most common sound, which may be the wind blowing the leaves, or the inevitable consequence of some small animal traversing the undergrowth.But somehow, fear seized her—what if, what if it was still around?What if that was the sound the monster made?

Jennifer looked down at the puddle at the root of the tree.

As if responding to her worries, a pair of scarlet eyes appeared in the swaying ripples.

"You must be fucking kidding me," she murmured.The distance was so close that it only took a few seconds for the monster to attach the skull to her head and bite through her flesh with its sharp teeth.Given that the Spear of Destiny is a weapon dangerous enough to be thrown under the sea, Jennifer has no doubts that it can indeed cause irreparable damage in the real world.

The more tense she was, the more she forced herself to calm down and think.

The heart of nature warned her about "carefully make a wish" before pushing her into the black mist, and everything that happened inside after entering the illusion was almost a response to people's subconscious.Jennifer tried hard to recall the lesson that the Heart of Nature taught her when she was just bombarded by the will of the living beings, trying to clear her brain in order to protect her own safety.

Maybe... it would be better if someone could lend a hand.

As soon as the thoughts shifted here, a door made of black mist opened in mid-air, and a human-shaped object fell out of the door, bumped into the crown of the big tree with a scream, and hit the ground with its butt , created a deep pothole, and scattered the mud spots more than ten meters away.Also thrown aside was a half-broken arm and foot. It rolled a few times and fell into the mud with a snap, twisted a few times and then stopped moving.

"You can choose a better time, a better location." Arthur Curry wailed, rubbing the back of his head in the pit, "You know, you can simply send me a spiritual message, or send me Ask me if I'm doing something important before teleporting over."

"I guess when I 'summon' you into this illusion, it also means breaking that illusion of yours." Jennifer cut it short, "but don't get me wrong, I'm just asking for help, Spear of Destiny embodies it It turned into asking for your help." This actually makes sense, because subconsciously Jennifer probably thinks that Arthur is the closest one, that he is powerful, familiar with telepathy, and facing the Spear of Destiny like her s attack.

"Two are better than one," Arthur admitted.He wiped his face, and mud splattered everywhere.

Jennifer couldn't help showing a half smile at the embarrassment of the King of Atlantis. With a reliable companion, the fear just now receded a lot.She looked at the big crooked tree, and what was surprising and expected was that there was nothing there.Tentatively, she focused on recalling everything that happened before Arthur's arrival. As her suspicions grew, a shadow formed where the monster was originally, and black mist spewed out slowly.

"Guessed." Jennifer muttered, and immediately shifted her gaze to a more innocuous place.She stared at a leaf and imagined various colors until it became a transparent glass color.Judging from the way the black mist dissipated, the diversion of attention had worked.After thinking for a moment, Jennifer stared at her companion again until all the mud spots on his body disappeared.

"Would you mind sharing it with me?" Arthur snorted.

"Remember when we first saw that weapon?" Jennifer tried her best to start from the beginning, "Its power swept across my realm of consciousness, the heart of nature, or some, some converged into the heart of nature Your will recognizes its origin. You were brought up in the world of men, Arthur, and I am sure you have heard the story of the Spear of Destiny."

The Spear of Destiny, also known as the Spear of Longinus, according to legend, when Jesus was crucified on the cross, a centurion named Longinus pierced his chest with this spear, and the holy blood flowed on the The body of the gun makes this gun have incredible power.For similar reasons, the cross, the shroud, and the spear of Longinus became sacred objects capable of injuring and even slaughtering evil.It has been briefly possessed and used by countless great kings throughout history, such as Herod the Great, Theodosius I, Charlemagne, Barbarossa, Frederick II and Napoleon.

"He who owns the Spear of Destiny will control the fate of the world." Arthur recalled some legends not very happily.Some people say that it can control other people within a certain range, and some people say that the person holding it can do anything, but it disappeared after World War II. "I'm sure Steve Rogers would know more about this," he concluded.The Spear of Destiny was collected by Hitler during World War II. He was completely fascinated by it, and even claimed that he could use the Spear of Destiny to resist the attacks of all superpowers.

This is true.

Numerous attempts by psychics from the Allies to enter the Third Reich were stopped by this weapon.The Spear of Destiny has the power to control the mind, especially for those heroes on the magical side.Alas, rumor has it that it was tainted by a sinister ritual towards the end of the war, that Hitler attached his desires and ambitions to the weapon, and that evil corrupted anyone who later took possession of it.Jennifer guessed that's why the gold was so tightly wrapped in the black mist.

Now they know what they're dealing with, but still don't know how to deal with it.

Before continuing to explore, Jennifer shared with Arthur what she had learned about the illusion so far.

"It makes sense, I knew something was wrong." Regarding this, Neptune said, "I was blocking the shock wave outside, and I was already fighting the sea monster when I realized it. You should really see Those things, I can't kill them, and I can't control them-although it's not news that I can't control them. Anyway, I managed to amputate some of them, but there were too many of them " He recalled the scene that he couldn't wait to avoid, and his face wrinkled, "And those slimes, evil, hell, there are always some sticky and wet things on the bottom of the sea, sometimes it's not as good as the desert—"

"Wait!" Jennifer yelled.

Before she could speak all the sentences, a few seconds later, the quiet forest they were in turned upside down.Trees, shrubs and water roared and sank to the ground, tons of sand spread from all directions as far as the eye could see, and the rolled up sand clouds became a thick wall, from top to bottom.It was as if the sky had opened to release a sandfall, and within a minute, the entire Zeguo had turned into a desert.

"Didn't expect this," said Arthur dryly.

"Great." Jennifer crossed her arms.Even wearing a life ring, the desert is not a good place to meet, and now she has no security measures, facing a malicious opponent, and has to stay with a little mermaid in a place that can kill them in a few hours. Dry place.

"Hey, be fair!" Arthur shook his finger, "It's hard to control your own messy 'thoughts', Jennifer, far more difficult than controlling the actions of other animals." Jennifer couldn't refute this, and she herself It's just that I just realized the way to get started.Arthur looked at the endless desert, and said: "Damn it, if the green light hadn't received an urgent message and ran to Oa Star, we could have done this with the three of us."

In essence, Green Lantern is also relying on his own will and imagination to fight, but Jennifer shook her head.She has a bad feeling. "I suspect Spear of Destiny works a little differently than Ring of Lights. Let's see if we can make the illusion show some more familiar surroundings or elements so that at least we don't panic when we're being chased by the next monster Going into a dead end can also prevent us from thinking wildly and creating something more terrifying."

After a while of thinking, Arthur agreed with this point of view.

“I can try to imagine Amnesty Bay,” he said eagerly. “Those stupid Star Wars prequels got at least one thing right. The sand is disgusting.”

Unfortunately, this plan did not work out.

Or rather, it's half done.

Jennifer and Arthur had to "deal with" a bunch of zombified fishermen of Amnesty Bay and a few fishing boats that looked like low-end Transformers, and how the thing ran smoothly on the dunes is still an age-old mystery.After a bit of struggle, they managed to turn the zombies into a pile of crushed rock and the fishing boat shooting lasers everywhere into a figure a few inches long. "It's kind of like reading burlesque in Harry Potter," he said smugly.

Relying on the teaching of the heart of nature, Jennifer was able to keep emptying her brain, allowing Arthur, who is relatively weak in this aspect, to shape the environment.After all, being stuck in the desert is not fun. It is not fun to have a companion who likes to drag his feet and dangle on the sand when he has nothing to do. Because two people work together, too many monsters or monsters appear. The situation with super monsters is even less interesting.

In the field of consciousness, two people are sometimes more difficult than one person, because the consciousness has become two, and they don't have the tacit understanding that can change their thoughts at the same time, kneel together and stare at the sand hoping to change their color in the face of life and death It doesn't seem like a viable option in times of crisis.

But as time went on, Jennifer found it increasingly difficult to keep her thoughts clear. The heat and dehydration made it impossible for her to get the thoughts out of her mind.

When the control failed for the first time, the dunes were surrounded by black mist, and from the black hole came out successively the robot version of Alfred, the terrifying Cupid version of Bruce Wayne, and the death-burning sports car.They managed to get the situation under control, but Arthur nearly laughed his ass off.

The failure to clean up this time was not an isolated situation, followed by the second, third, and finally, Spear of Destiny no longer easily allowed their thoughts to change reality and make the situation better, but took the initiative from their minds. Grasp the most subtle and most secret thoughts in the heart and use them as your own nourishment.So there was the last time.

This time the gathered black mist was thicker and darker. A strange sound came from the black mist. It sounded like the sound of moths flapping their wings, mixed with hoarse howling.

"Holyshit," Jennifer said.

"I should have thought of that," Arthur said. "You're half-Gotham, and I wouldn't be surprised to have a scary bat chasing us." Comes with a cheeky smirk, but he moves faster than anyone.

Aquaman grabbed his companion's arm before the black mist version of Batman could change, and ran towards the bottom of the dune.They almost slid down the steep slope, and when they looked back, they saw the red-eyed Batman walking out of the black mist doing the same.This is a good sign, in fact, it shows that Batman is still a human being, and has not suddenly been strengthened into a mutant.Arthur grabbed Jennifer and continued to run forward, coughing sand into his mouth and nose as he ran, and said out of breath, "Thank God you didn't think of super—"

At the beginning, Jennifer learned the lesson, not only slamming the opponent with her elbow to make him aware of the danger, but also brewing some rejection of Superman, which collided with Arthur's unformed idea.The black mist chasing after them shuddered for a moment, as if assessing whether it needed to become Superman, but in the end it remained Batman, only looking utterly annoyed.

Red-eyed Batman pulled two small boxes from his utility belt.

"Go!" Jennifer yelled.

Sometimes she really wonders how much Bruce puts in that belt, and it's super weird that Batman can pull out gadgets anytime, anywhere, and what's even weirder is that his uniform adapts well in the sand, and doesn't even need a A Batmobile or Batmobile - cut it.Batman doesn't need a Bat-Vehicle at all, Jennifer told herself, and there's no need for Batman here, hoping he'll be called away by some other crime soon, or passed out on the ground because his suit is too dark.

For a moment, the idea seemed to work.

However, the giant catch net that fell from the sky and the pink liquid that Neptune flew away gave the opposite answer.The pink liquid made Arthur stagger the first time it touched his body. It quickly spread along the golden and green suit until it turned into a huge cocoon that kept shrinking, binding Arthur firmly in the on the ground. "What the hell is this?" he said in horror.

"Special quick-drying glue." Jennifer replied angrily as she struggled in the net rope.She had to take several deep breaths to resist the urge to strangle Bruce to death when she got home. "We have to do something, Arthur, surely the Spear of Destiny won't make him afraid of killing?"

"It's hard for me to fight surrounded by this thing," Arthur admitted.

Jennifer was bitterly aware that this was the truth.She often fights with Bruce, but she doubts she can win against a Batman made of evil.Arthur was supposed to be the best sidekick, and in the first few monster appearances of the day, he always won with combat dexterity and superhuman physical strength, but now he's trapped in Batman's specially crafted material.This material would dehydrate the Atlantean rapidly, greatly limiting his mobility.

If only in the sea, even without Kara Sen—

Once again, the illusion proved the horror of human beings changing reality with the smallest free thought. Almost at the moment when Jennifer was able to control the thought to turn to Karason, the phantom of Batman disappeared into nothingness in the black mist, a brand new, The gigantic monster grasped the edge of the black mist pool with its two tentacles, roaring and pushing its body outward.Jennifer groaned and pressed the heels of her hands to her eyes to ward off the ensuing migraine.

think!

She flogged herself consciously.

think!

There must be a way out of this predicament.

The two of them were still glued to the ground, and Spear of Destiny selectively put aside some thoughts that might save them, and grabbed others to kill them.Jennifer took a deep breath, trying to put aside the dry particles in her mouth and nose.She recalled the experience she had gained from Heart of Nature, the conversations she had with other magic-side superpowers, and what she had just said to Arthur about "fighting at home".As she was thinking, Karason's phantom kept shaking, but the pressed arms and legs were not hindered in any way.

"Make a wish carefully!" The Heart of Nature roared in her consciousness.

Jennifer took another breath.

This time she thought of the data tower made up of the will of living beings.She closed her eyes, drawing power from the depths of her soul, allowing the will of hundreds of millions of creatures to constantly wash over her own will.In this illusion, she thought she could do this, and Karason's illusion became more and more blurred and unstable under the impact of this crazy idea, and seemed to be completely controlled by her own tendency to change into various monster images. confused.

Jennifer knew she had to seize this unique opportunity.The Spear of Destiny was not an ordinary artifact, and when it recovered, what they faced would not be a cat-and-mouse trick, but a more resolute blow.It is necessary to pull the home court back to the familiar scene.

She needed an idea that was stronger, more ingrained, longer, more secretive, more in line with Spears of Destiny's bad taste, but also an idea that might actually give her an advantage—

In the next second, they rolled in the air and fell towards a green city.

Arthur clung to the towering spire, then managed to pull back Jennifer, who nearly fell to pieces.

They stood on the high tower on the edge of the city, silently watching everything below.This city has lost its vitality. There are no crowds, no vehicles, no lights. There are only huge green plants that spread endlessly and strange animals that shuttle among them. .Two raptors with a wingspan of about ten meters were fighting each other in the air. Their claws pierced the wings, scratched the chest cavity, and fell obliquely towards the tower, falling against the wall.Also falling were creepers clinging to the tower, or something like that.

There were no monsters here, at least nothing that appeared to hunt them down.What's even more strange is that the hallucinations they experienced before were all blurred, or in other words, in focus, except for those monsters, the other backgrounds were blurred, while the scene in front of them was too detailed.This is not a fleeting thought, nor is it a place I have been to, it is more like a hometown where a person has lived for many, many years and remembers even the smallest details.

The tearing sound of the ivy shattered made Arthur frowned and interrupted his train of thought.

"It's not from me." He said, looking at his companion.

Jennifer took a breath.She was convinced that this was an illusion, a vision that couldn't possibly happen on Earth, at least not while she was in control of the Heart of Nature, and the will of Earth was trying to protect humanity.But as soon as she realized this, she felt a sharp pain, not from some wound that could heal, but from the heart, from the depths of her soul, because this was the closest to "home" for her before. place.

The wind of the last days is caressing their faces.