[Comprehensive British and American] Distress signal receiver

Stephen's mind was almost blank. He looked at the center of the lightning that had already been covered by light, recalled the face of the young man before, and tremblingly said: "God...he is Cole."

Arthur was holding a trident, the corpse of Steppenwolf was at his feet, and the chest pierced by Superman's heat vision had become cold.He raised his head to look at the doomsday scene in the sky, and said nothing quietly.

"How dare you!!!"

A terrible roar came from the crack, and accompanied by the hot, suffocating black magic flames, the storm swept through Stephen's newly created space, as if trying to burn everything here.

"Professor!" Quicksilver yelled.

With red eyes, Charles stared at the air in pain, as if he didn't hear Pietro's voice.

"Come behind me!" Stephen yelled through the wind.

But the speed of the flames spread too fast, as soon as Pietro grabbed Charles' arm, the black flames swept towards them like a black curtain.

"when--"

A huge steel plate flew across the air, and it was inserted straight into the ground in front of Charles' feet, blocking this terrifying wave of heat for them at the very moment.

A metal plate with cement blocks was also suspended in front of Magneto, which looked like an overturned island. Eric stood behind it with a gloomy expression, as if lost in thought.

Fortunately, Dormammu's furious attack came and went quickly, and all the black flames returned in an instant, and the temperature in the space dropped rapidly under Stephen's control. The golden lightning once again appeared in front of everyone.

Wesley and Dormammu were caught in a tug-of-war. Dormammu's thick and huge arms were trembling, and they were completely wrapped in blade-like gold, and the golden light was still going on and on, like a storm on the surface of the sun. Roll up a strip of arcs, pushing into the space crack.

Dormammu's body itself was made of black magic flames. At this time, it was constantly being eroded by Wesley's "ability", and he let out waves of painful roars, most of which were due to extreme unwillingness.

Because he could see that as long as his body was touched by the golden ability, the flame would condense into a solid body.

This means that his life spells have failed and his physical dimension has dropped to the level of this world.

Apart from Dormammu's anger, he gradually felt a trace of panic.

Suddenly, a young voice reappeared in Dormammu's mind: "Don't worry..."

Dormammu's purple eyes narrowed.

"We haven't started yet, Dormammu."

"A mere human..." Dormammu roared.

Stephen had a premonition that something ominous was about to happen, and shouted: "Arthur!"

Neptune jumped up from the ground, climbed the more dilapidated floor, and stood behind Stephen.

Only Clark stayed quietly on the ground. He raised his head and looked at the scene in the air. If he hadn't clenched his white fists and rattled teeth to reveal his heart, everyone would only think that his expression was quiet. terrible.

The golden color was so hot that it melted into a streak of white light, which exploded directly from a certain point, cutting across the entire space horizontally.

The space created by Stephen was cut off in an instant, and the aftermath of the explosion spread to the real world. The tall trees planted on the edge of the college were blown backward by the strong wind.

The huge time-space rift was once again exposed in the real world, but Stephen couldn't control that much anymore, because he had already noticed that the flame disappeared, the purple eyes also disappeared, and the dark lord took the initiative to stay away from the time-space rift!

Not missing the opportunity, Stephen tried his best, and a complicated and huge formation appeared in front of him. He slowly pushed forward, and the soles of his shoes and the broken ground under his feet made a rustling sound.

He walked very hard, and his muscles were tense, as if he was pushing something very heavy.

But Stephen showed no signs of stopping. He walked forward, approaching the already unobstructed building fault, until he stepped out with half of his foot, until his other foot was suspended in the air, until his whole body walked with the help of the magic circle In the air, still keep moving forward.

The golden light cluster flickered and flickered, facing the black crack, but everyone could see that the golden light at this time was like an ember after burning, and it didn't have much energy.

As Stephen approached, the cracks in time and space continued to shrink and become thinner.

Everyone looked into the crack vigilantly, but there was only darkness there.

Gradually, when the slit closed completely in just one breath, a purple eye suddenly appeared behind it.

A vicious voice came out in a low voice——

"I won't forget you, you'll pay the price, Cole..."

The last whirlwind blows out from the inside, the black gap is closed, revealing the sky with gunpowder smoke behind it.

Only the dimmer, but still large golden light remained in the air.

The next moment, in the eyes of everyone, a black object fell out of the light cluster.

Pietro's figure immediately disappeared on the spot, but in the next second, he appeared directly on the ground again, and did not prevent the opponent from falling.

There was a muffled sound, and soon everyone saw that what fell on the ground was a huge, deformed hand, which was cut cleanly from the wrist.

Without even looking at the hand, Clark lifted his feet and flew into the air.

The golden light became more and more dimmer, and after a while, a gust of the weakest wind blew away the lightning, and a human figure slowly appeared in everyone's eyes.

Wesley closed his eyes and was still suspended in the air. The white light of the supernatural power came out from under his skin, making the golden liquid flowing in his blood vessels clearly visible.

When the last light also disappeared, Wesley calmly seemed to be asleep, still facing the direction of the previous space-time rift, but this time it was replaced by Clark.

He himself did not seem to have a speck of dust on him, and his hair was a lighter shade, matching his cheeks.

All of this seemed to be static, Wesley did not move or breathe, as if in space, some mysterious force maintained his suspension, people dare not disturb easily, fearing that the person in front of him will melt under the touch for ashes.

"Wesley..."

Clark called softly, staring at Wesley's cheek, not letting go of any changes on it.

Wesley's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Clark's muscles tensed immediately, as if inspired, he slowly moved forward.

At this moment, Wesley quietly opened his eyes.

Under the eyes of others, Clark stopped again.

Superman with a body of steel showed an unbearable expression for a moment.

In front of him, Wesley's pupils hadn't returned to normal, and the golden pupils had dilated greatly, looking in Clark's direction out of focus.

His expression was empty, as if Wesley was relying on his instinct to stay here at this time, and his consciousness had long been sleeping under this body.

At a certain moment after Wesley opened his eyes, the force that made him float disappeared completely. When he closed his eyes again, his body suddenly plummeted and fell straight from the air.

Clark felt his stomach was jerked by a big rock, and he instinctively fell down, until he came to his senses, Wesley was already sleeping peacefully in his arms.

Clark landed on the ground and looked down at Wesley.

There was a slight hum of a mechanical engine in the sky, and the red figure streaked across the sky like a shooting star, rushing from far to near.

The steel armor hovered in the sky for only a few seconds, and the surrounding mess and tragic scene had a panoramic view.

Tony Stark followed the line of sight of others and saw Clark standing on the ground——

"how……"

—and the young man he laid lightly on the ground.

"……Do not."

Tony shook his head and landed from the sky hesitantly.He didn't dare to test the idea in his mind.

Wesley...

Tony forgot to blink, looked at the back of Superman kneeling on one knee, and did not step forward for a long time.

He was afraid to see the young man there who had now changed his name to Stark, and he was even more afraid of knowing the unknown result.

"Sir, the clown has been found." Jarvis's soft voice sounded in Tony's ear.

Tony raised his head sharply, and he saw a shambling figure, shuffling a little bit in his sight.

Arthur Curry upstairs also followed the footsteps and turned his head to see who it was. Arthur immediately raised his eyebrows, bared his teeth and showed an angry smile, as if he was about to relieve himself in the next second.

"you!!"

He stretched out his big hand and directly lifted the clown's collar.

But the clown didn't look at him at all, and didn't even bother to pay attention to him. The clown just looked in the direction of Wesley downstairs without blinking.

Arthur just raised his fist, and before he could do anything, a red shadow flashed by, and a huge force directly snatched the clown from his hands.

With a bang, the clown was pressed high against the wall by a metal arm.

The white light of the weapon appeared in the palm of Tony's other hand, facing the clown's head.

The clown didn't know why, and suddenly laughed ho ho: "Oh——Tony Stark, you poor man."

"Oh?" Tony seemed to hold his breath, and his voice squeezed out of his teeth: "How do you say?"

"You will only deceive yourself," the clown shook his head, as if he was really looking at a poor guy, condescendingly condescending Tony: "You want to keep him as your own, but in the end—you—you don't deserve a family at all. "

Tony pressed his hand hard, the clown couldn't breathe immediately, coughed dryly and closed his mouth, but the smile on his face didn't disappear, the clown still looked outside, as if he wanted to see through these obstacles to see the people on the ground. Condition.

The clown's words echoed in Tony's ears, and the white light in the other hand became more and more intense——

Because of suffocation, the clown's legs instinctively struggled, and the kryptonite toxin under his skin was still glowing. Before Tony could shoot, he lowered his head and passed out completely.

Tony panted heavily, the clown's coma gave him a brief relief, and the light in his hand gradually weakened.

He stared at the first-class fugitive in clown makeup in front of him, and took a deep breath.

"Whatever." Tony raised his hand without blinking.

hum-

With a pop, a piece of plasma exploded in front of Tony's eyes.

He slowly let go of the clown's body.

……

Clark could no longer feel the changes in the outside world. He could only see the person in front of him, and his mind was buzzing, as if something was gradually slipping into an unpredictable abyss...

Ding--

"...Warning the host...Kent...people...please deal with the external crisis as soon as possible..."

Wesley fell asleep in the silent darkness. He was exhausted, and his consciousness was hit by a huge force. This time, not only his mental energy was emptied, but his body was also severely injured. The feeling of a good piece of meat.

I don't know how many times I used it to heal myself, but in the end I still couldn't stick to it.

Dormammu left?Systematic surgery successfully separated the two dimensions?

Wesley thought in a daze.

"warn--"

"Warning the host—"

Wesley: "..."

Flip the table!

There is no end! !

This host is already like this, can I still get up and continue?Believe your evil!

But the system seemed unwilling to let him go. Wesley struggled a bit, but said helplessly, "Heal me, the system."

"Consume 10 points, confirm?"

"confirm."

Ding--

"The mission is accomplished and the crisis has been resolved."

"..."

You ass me? ? ?

……

Clark's body froze, he lowered his head, his ears were ringing, his eyes were burning, but nothing was worse than his heart collapsing.

On the contrary, he gently hugged Wesley's heart-stopping body.

More than one person approached him, but Clark didn't care.

"Superman..." he heard someone say.

"...No." After a long pause, Clark's voice was unprecedentedly cold: "I'm not..."

Clark's words stopped abruptly.

He stared blankly into his arms.

Wesley remained silent.

But a few seconds later, Wesley suddenly opened his mouth, took a deep breath, and his chest visibly heaved.

This time it was Clark who lost his breath.

Then intermittently, Wesley's chest rose and fell slowly one after another. After a while, even though his breathing was weak, it never stopped.

Clark finally came to his senses. He lowered his head and hugged Wesley tightly.