[Comprehensive British and American] Distress signal receiver

Wesley was pressing a hand on top of his head, and the other party forced him to turn his head to expose his neck. Almost at the same time, there was a sharp pain in his neck, as if a long needle had been pierced deeply.

Wesley opened his mouth involuntarily, until the sharp pain left under his skin, he let out a dull pained grunt.

"Shhhhhhh..."

The clown didn't let go of his hand. He pulled Wesley's sweaty hair and whispered in his ear: "I believe you, it will be over soon, Cole, it will be over soon..."

With a clatter, the clown threw away the metal needle in his hand, and Wesley saw it rolling on the ground out of the corner of his eye, and the remaining liquid inside the strip window glowed green.

In fact, even if he didn't see it, Wesley already knew what the clown did.

Wesley is not so much good at expressing pain as he is good at hiding it.

He suddenly closed his mouth without making a sound.

Starting from the neck, his skin, nerves, bones, and every inch of his flesh and blood burst out in a dissolving pain in a short moment.

He quickly raised his hand and held down the injected place. There was no abnormality there, but in Wesley's consciousness, everything inside was being destroyed rapidly, the muscles collapsed, the blood coagulated, and in the next second, He also lost his sense of touch in his fingers.

The throat muscles tightened at the same time, inhibiting his breathing function, and Wesley breathed hard.

"Warning, the host is infected with a large dose of kryptonite virus, and the body will completely lose its self-healing ability within 120 seconds. Please use the self-healing function immediately." The voice of the system sounded in the mind again.

Needless to say systematically, Wesley already felt death enveloped him.

"I..." Wesley choked speechlessly in his consciousness, "Who the hell did I provoke?"

"Wesley!!!"

Wesley heard a distressed call, it was Peter.

"Oh—don't come here," the clown said, and something cold pressed against Wesley's temple: "Come here, I'm right now...you know."

"No!" Peter sounded extremely scared, and his voice trembled: "Let him go, I, you can catch me!"

It was dark in front of Wesley. He could barely hear the voices from the outside world. The clown moved and refused, "Sorry, in case you don't know, I really have no interest in you..."

The next moment, Wesley's consciousness was completely ejected from his body, and all the pain disappeared immediately. This is the only good thing. The bad thing is that if he doesn't hurry up, he will really die this time.

A terrible roar of pain came from outside, and Wesley moved a little, and he was already outside the building.

It was even more of a mess here, apart from the completely destroyed lawns and gardens, there were fresh traces of fighting, one deep pit after another.

At this time, on a small soil bag full of broken floor tiles, Clark stomped the lingering Steppenwolf under his feet with a cold expression, and two golden-red hot eyes like magma appeared in his eyes, piercing the Steppenwolf mercilessly. body.

Speed, strength, heat vision, and flight, Kryptonians are almost invincible in front of Steppenwolf.

At this moment, Clark stopped suddenly. He quickly raised his head and looked at the destroyed layer with shock and disbelief on his face.

His lips moved, as if saying a name, and almost in the next second, he threw Steppenwolf to Arthur, and in an instant, he had appeared in front of the Joker.

"Wesley!"

Wesley had never felt such pain and anger from Clark, and the anger almost spurted out from his usually calm eyes.

"system--"

"May I ask if the host has activated the self-healing function?"

Just as Wesley was about to say yes, he stopped suddenly. He saw that the hand holding his body held by the clown seemed to be holding something in its palm.

The conscious body immediately descended from the air, and Wesley got closer, carefully observing the small black device in the clown's hand.

"It's like a..." Wesley suddenly changed his mind. He looked at the end of his life given by the system, and chose to wait.

He wanted to know what the clown's purpose was for doing all this, and he also wanted to know how the clown, Steppenwolf, and Ebony Maw got together. He had an intuition that all of this had something to do with what the clown was holding in his hand now .

Because of that thing, it doesn't look like a product of the earth at all.

Wesley looked at his "corpse" with his eyes closed. There was a green shimmer in the blood vessels. Perhaps only a few people present could notice that Wesley's heartbeat had stopped.

Clark's grief was conveyed to Wesley, and Wesley hurriedly opened the address book and sent a message to Clark first——

"I'm very good."

The flow of time slowed down again. Clark raised his eyes and looked towards the place where Wesley's consciousness was in the air, but Wesley found that not only did Clark's mood not improve, but it was even completely opposite. He was more painful and irritable. up.

The clown simply knew that Wesley's heartbeat had stopped, so he didn't make Wesley wait any longer.

The clown gently squeezed the device in his hand, and touched the switch on it.

"drop----"

The harsh sound wave suddenly rang out in the entire academy. The hertz of the sound became higher and higher, and the sound became sharper. Gradually, it surpassed the highest frequency that can be heard by the human ear, and the sound in everyone's ears quickly weakened. And soon, no one will hear it again.

But everyone knows that this voice has not disappeared.

It wasn't until a certain moment that the high-frequency sound really disappeared, because another loud noise replaced it.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

Like a huge engine, it starts slowly, the ground vibrates, and the wind blows from nowhere, hot, dry, and frighteningly fluctuating, like a huge monster, hidden in the restless air.

Finally, under Wesley's unbelievable eyes, a black gap appeared in the air that was tens of times larger than all the previous space cracks combined, floating under the extremely dim sky.

This spatial rift opened slowly without using any force, and it was facing the place where everyone was, or rather the place where the clown was.

Wesley could almost see the black flames burning inside, and the familiar greedy breath of bullies.

Two purple eyes, larger than those seen in Karma Taj, approached from the depths of the crack.

It turned out to be him——

Dormammu! !

Wesley immediately looked at Stephen, who had a serious expression, but no surprise at all.

Stephen calmly raised his hand, and the huge magic circle spread out until it completely covered the space, and the mirror-like fragments were connected to establish a new dimension, separating the space-time rift from the real world.

Wesley's consciousness had nowhere to hide under Dormammu's gaze, and he instantly felt a gloomy gaze locked on him.

"very good……"

Everyone heard that terrible voice coming from the crack in time and space, and Domamu said slowly: "Human, you did it, you found him."

The clown said: "Yes, I found him..." The clown's voice was not loud, but everyone could hear him: "It's up to you to do something."

"Don't worry," Dormammu said lazily, "I will let him be with you forever—"

together forever? ?

How are you together? ? ?

Is this what the Joker wants? !

I fuck! ! !

When the black flame burst out of the space-time crack like an explosion, Wesley had completely remembered the feeling of being entangled by Dormammu last time.

"System!" Wesley said quickly, "Heal me!"

A huge force suddenly came from the direction of Wesley's body, pulling him like an anchor, and Wesley flew back to his body.

The green light under the blood vessels disappeared in an instant, and Wesley looked completely new.

Even the clown was caught off guard, Wesley flew up suddenly and escaped from the clown's hold.

This was the first time he directly used the newly acquired ability. Fortunately, flying was more in line with human imagination than freezing breath. Wesley quickly mastered the basic skills.

Stephen stood in front of the crowd, spreading out a wide magic circle in his hands, shielding the flames with dark magic.

When Dormammu appeared, Wesley was deeply impressed by Stephen's calmness. At this time, Wesley had to check the other party's consciousness first.

In the next second, he knew what Stephen was thinking.

After all, Dormammu is the enemy of the Supreme Mage. Stephen, just like in his original world, has made a fateful choice-he is ready to sacrifice himself to negotiate with Dormammu.

In this world, Stephen's heart is even heavier, because he feels that Dormammu was summoned by him from the very beginning.

Stephen looked at the huge time-space rift in front of him seriously, his injured hand was still trembling uncontrollably, but it didn't bother him anymore.

After becoming the supreme mage, his heart became extremely firm.

At this moment, no one expected that in the scorching hot air crazily rolled up by the flames, another figure flew past Stephen, and directly got into those black flames.

It wasn't until the next second that they realized who it was.

Wesley received strong emotions from several people at the same time. He turned his head and vaguely saw the shocked faces of the others.

Clark flew towards him without hesitation.

"Sorry, Clark," said Wesley for the first and only time to control the unsuspecting Clark, whose body fell directly from the air.

The black flame is equivalent to Dormammu's consciousness. When Wesley touched the other party, Dormammu's thoughts were entangled almost immediately.

Wesley watched the system countdown and waited quietly.

The dark voice sounded directly in Wesley's mind, and Dormammu hissed: "You are very smart, human, but no matter how deep you hide, I have a way - I can spend 100 years, hundreds of years, thousands of years Years—I don't care about time, kid. How long do you think you can hide?"

Dormammu approached his body greedily, and once again a huge hand stretched out from the space-time rift, but it was more unscrupulous than what Wesley had seen before.

Dormammu caught him.

The consciousness of the two became more and more entangled, and Dormammu seemed not to want to give him any chance to escape.

Wesley didn't speak until the system's voice rang in his ears:

"Conditions achieved, dimension separation surgery, combined neutrino separation surgery - unit: millivolts, thrust - 20000 millivolts - countdown: three, two, one... start."

Wesley, who was in Dormammu's hand, opened his eyes suddenly, and the golden pupils burst into a strong light, gradually covering the entire eye socket.

Countless golden lightning bolts visible to the naked eye spread out from his body, and wrapped around Dormammu's giant hand in turn.

"what--"

In the next second, Dormammu's furious roar came from the crack in time and space.

"Do not!!!!"

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