[Comprehensive British and American] Distress signal receiver

The golden light was a masterpiece, and the melodious sound made the heartbeat almost stop. Wesley stood in the crowd, and the time seemed to slow down. His eyes swept over the unaware civilians around him, and he had a strange premonition in his heart. This may be his last assignment.

"Promise me, Wesley," Clark tried to get his attention back, looking sincerely into Wesley's eyes, trying to see Wesley's true thoughts from there.

"I promise you." Wesley stroked Clark's arm: "...Go, they need you."

The appearance of Clark and other superheroes has already attracted a lot of attention, leaving aside the curiosity at the beginning, when people saw the dignified expressions of these big men, they gradually became uneasy.

Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., who had been waiting for a long time, came out from all corners, and accompanied by these armed personnel were Starkville and robots that fell from the sky. This scene alone reminded people of the mutant incident not long ago, but the mutants had already compromised. , what scares people even more is the memory of Manhattan a few years ago.

And here is the newly rebuilt Manhattan. Is the nightmare going to repeat itself?

People gradually felt that the air was extremely oppressive, even though they couldn't see anything.

Fortunately, in this world that is constantly suffering from villain crises, civilians are extremely sensitive to crises and have rich experience in evacuation. The number of people on the street is rapidly decreasing.

"I'm sorry, sir, please get out of here." A voice suddenly sounded beside Wesley, and when he turned his head, a temporarily dispatched NYPD police officer was looking at him seriously: "This place is dangerous, please follow the instructions to evacuate. "

Wesley looked down at his clothes, and suddenly understood why everyone else came in uniforms with a high appearance rate.

"I..." Wesley was a little embarrassed for a moment, and was about to introduce himself, when Peter suddenly appeared beside him: "You are mistaken, he is not a commoner."

Peter had already changed into his combat uniform, just at this moment, a Stark robot passed by. When the intimidating robot saw Wesley, a scanning light flashed in its mechanical eyes, and it quickly stood aside automatically. Started: "I am responsible for your safety, Mr. Wesley Stark."

The policeman was still confused at first, but when the name appeared, he suddenly understood, and his eyes widened: "Little Mr. Stark? You...you are the lucky god Cole?"

Before Wesley could respond, Peter simply nodded beside him: "Yes! That's him!"

Wesley: "...Aren't you going in with the others, Spider-Man?"

"I... I'm waiting for Mr. Stark's signal." Peter explained vaguely: "Besides, he asked me to protect your safety, saying that you are likely to lose consciousness." Speaking of the last sentence, Peter's tone became Very sure.

"..."

Wesley suddenly had an idea and said, "You don't need to stay here, I will contact you if there is anything."

"Emmmm..." Peter said vigilantly: "How to contact? I heard from Stephen that the dimensional space he opened up will cut off the radio signal."

Wesley immediately opened the system address book. He now has two address books to add quotas on his own. He simply added Peter's name to it. After thinking about it, he added Tony's name to it.

In an instant, Peter felt that there seemed to be an additional connection between himself and Wesley.

Wesley sent a message in his mind: "I am not using the Earth signal."

Peter's nano-spider suit is the latest technology developed by Tony. In addition to various weapon functions, there is also an AI program. At this time, Peter suddenly heard AI talking in his ear: "Peter, you have received a new message. "

After opening the message, Peter looked back and forth several times, and in the blink of an eye, Wesley had already walked to a clothing store on the street, opened the door and got in. The peacekeeping robot seemed to be restricted to stay on the street and did not follow the building , just stay outside the door.

Peter raised his foot and was about to catch up, when he received a message from Wesley: "I'm staying in this store, don't worry, they all need you more than me."

Wesley saw Peter standing hesitantly on the street from a distance, but Dr. Banner, who was wearing a coat, quickly walked out of the portal. The other party straightened his collar while walking, looking very uncomfortable.

When they met Peter, the two exchanged a few words. Peter took a last look at this side, but compromised, and followed Banner to the center of the street for a few steps. Soon, both figures disappeared out of thin air.

Wesley walked into the fitting area and lay directly on the sofa. His time was running out, and the system counted down with 1 minute left.

Wesley didn't look at the mission description or the mission reward carefully, because he already knew very well what he should do today.

As soon as he entered the mission mode, dense golden arrows suddenly appeared in front of him, each of which emitted uncontrollable sadness and fear, even anger and resentment.

Time stopped suddenly, and Wesley sorted out and cut time one by one, and distributed them to each task object.

At this time, Wesley seemed to be staying in the center of the world, and strange figures and pictures floated up around him one after another. When he touched these pictures, the world in the pictures would flow again, and gradually, he was quickly drawn into the world. Surrounded by spinning mission subjects, they're all mutants—

As the cracks in time and space continue to absorb the energy on the earth, the mutants who did not have time to remove the controller also became weak at the same time. The energy in the mutants' bodies has huge potential, and they may be the target of Dormammu from the very beginning. .

As for Ebony Throat and the Clown, both of them are good at bewitching and causing chaos in other people's bodies and minds. The Clown, in particular, took advantage of public opinion and wanted to put Wesley to death, so that his other identity "Cole" would never see the light of day.

To some extent, the Joker succeeded, at least the name "Wesley Field" has completely disappeared.

Now, for these suffering mutants, there is only one result waiting for them. After providing energy for the space-time rift, they weaken and die. This may be the most ideal result for the clown, and let the earth people destroy themselves.

Numerous groans of pain lingered in Wesley's ears as he shuttled among these mutants, most of them were in the hospital, and some of them already had a premonition that the situation was bad and made irrational actions.

"Arrange surgery for me immediately!" Shouting tremblingly, the knife in the patient's hand was pointed at the doctor and security not far away, and the mutant squeezed the nurse in his arms with his remaining strength.

"Calm down." At this moment, a metallic voice suddenly sounded in his mind, he had heard it before, in the parade not long ago: "Calm down, I can help you again." The next second, a A coolness spread along the cervical spine and spread to the whole body, making him stare at the front in a daze.

Then everyone saw that the mutant who had taken the hostage had red eyes, tears streaming down his cheeks, and threw away the knife in his hand.

"You feel better, don't you?" said the voice in your head.

"Yes, yes! I feel better, don't leave, please, don't leave me!"

"I'll be here with you, don't be afraid, everything will pass, okay?"

The mutant nodded with tears streaming down his face, and the hospital security rushed forward and pinned him to the floor, but he didn't resist at all, like a tamed lamb, weeping and smiling.

At the same time, similar incidents happened all over the world. Those who hid at home, those who appeared on the street asking for help, those who rioted in the hospital, the desperate mutants and their families did not understand what happened, only knew that the mutants Life is slipping away gradually.

Wesley frantically shuttled among the mission objects, ensuring that their lives would not stop immediately. When all the mission objects were within his protection range, Wesley opened his eyes from the sofa in the Manhattan clothing store and stood up.

it's time.

Sweat broke out on his forehead, the golden luster in his pupils surged undercurrents, and the melted gold seemed to be boiling in his consciousness.

Wesley walked towards the door step by step. When he was almost at the door, he gently exhaled an extremely cold breath, raised his finger, and slightly touched it. The whole door shattered in an instant. The pieces went out.

Before the robot guarding the door had time to turn around, a layer of hoarfrost formed on the metal shell in an instant, the core temperature was dropped to the lowest level, and it stopped moving in an instant.

There was no one on the street, and no one came to stop him...

"Don't do that."

The voice sounded without warning, Wesley paused, and a flexible red figure appeared in front of his eyes. The opponent swung down from a height and landed in front of Wesley's eyes without a sound.

"Don't go," Peter, who didn't leave at all, softened his voice: "Please."

It was very difficult for Wesley to maintain his actions, so he could only simply say, "Stand back, Peter."

Peter looked into Wesley's golden eyes, and moved his footsteps uneasily. He already understood that the one standing in front of him was not the usual Wesley, but Cole.

"No, I don't want to back down," Peter sensitively sensed a trace of the truth, he said: "Your task is to help civilians, Tony said, everyone only needs to complete their own part, no matter what you have to do, I will not Will let you leave here." Peter glanced back at the clear sky, knowing that at this moment, on the side separated by the dimensional space established by the Supreme Mage, the space-time rift has opened, forcibly suppressing his anxiety, Peter said: " And my job is to protect you."

Wesley shook his head: "...Okay." Because he doesn't need to leave here now.

"What..." I didn't expect Wesley to be so eloquent. Peter's puzzled voice hadn't finished yet, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. His sixth sense made him turn around.

There seemed to be a sound of something breaking in Peter's mind. In the next second, on the whitewashed and disguised street, the huge wall connected to the sky collapsed suddenly, and the folded dimension was like a cracked multi-faceted crystal, flipping over disappear into thin air.

The embarrassed crowd and the thick gunpowder smoke were exposed.

The missiles and many armed armors that Tony placed around the space-time rift were completely annihilated. Fortunately, because the explosion was in another space, it did not affect the real world.

But even so, the space-time rift was also unaffected, and black flames spewed out of the rift furiously. Diana stood on the front ground, protecting Hawkeye behind her, and the scorching wind lifted her long hair , the fighting spirit in her eyes was equally turbulent.

At the same time, countless followers of Dormammu, some of them are humanoid, some are alien creatures, no matter how many they kill, they are still swarming out of the cracks.

Stephen knelt down on the ground clutching his chest, apparently seriously injured, and couldn't even maintain the dimensional space.

When Wesley saw him, Stephen also saw Wesley standing on the street, and he mouthed, "Give it to me."

Wesley didn't continue to look at him. Wesley stared at the space-time rift that opened. The darkness at the other end was like an abyss, and there was a triumphant laughter from it, as if the culprit was watching their embarrassment.

Wesley's footsteps were slowly staggered, his knees were slightly bent, and he looked directly at the crack that was still growing bigger.

"Wesley?" Peter, who was already entangled with the enemy not far away, asked heavily.

But the next moment, there was only a click, and the ground under Wesley's feet suddenly cracked, and Wesley, like a cannonball, flew towards the crack in time and space.

"Wesley!" Peter shouted in panic.

His voice undoubtedly attracted the attention of many people. On the way to the crack in time and space, Wesley shifted his gaze and saw Clark beside him. At that moment, the other party also showed a shocked expression.

Clark moved immediately, and he reached out to Wesley as if trying to grab him at the last moment, but Wesley was as fast as Clark, and in the blink of an eye, his power touched Clark lightly, and the latter fell again.

Wesley looked at Clark's outstretched hand, time seemed to slow down again, and he had a thousand reasons to turn around and grab that hand.

"30 seconds countdown—"

The sound of the system sounded in his mind, and Wesley turned his gaze away. In an instant, he was enveloped in darkness.