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Chapter 219 Mr. Wayne, why are you just watching?

The current situation is not what Scott wants to see at all.

At that time, he rushed out in a hurry, but he didn't think about what to do next. He only thought about stopping this invisible man.

For this reason, he even thought that he could delay the other party by having a conversation with others.

Finally, now, reality has made Scott fully understand the situation.

If it was determined from the very beginning that they would be enemies, it would be better to take action directly.

"Anthony!"

Scott lowered his head and began to negotiate with his totem.

"I know you can do it, bring him into the reverse world!"

The reverse world is the stage for real battles. Killmonger also follows this rule when he pursues Sam.

Scott's eyes gradually became firm.

He finally voluntarily started the first battle!

Click click click——

Anthony opened and closed his mouth as if answering Scott's questions.

At this moment, a huge suction force suddenly appeared in the mirror closest to the two of them. Scott flew in the air and was sucked in without any resistance.

And the invisible man also discovered this change at this time.

"This is……"

The other party's tone was a little surprised at first, but then he understood everything.

The person who found him was the same type of mutant as him.

bang——

The sound of the mirror breaking.

When Scott opened his eyes again, although the surroundings still looked like Parker's house, they were upside down and had obviously entered the mirror.

A voice came faintly in his ear: "I was careless just now."

The invisible man also came in shortly after.

Scott wanted to speak, but it was too late.

An invisible hand held him tightly.

The other party found him.

In other words, the existence of Anthony, the totem beast, was discovered.

"You should understand what this behavior means, right?"

The opponent's palms kept tightening, trying to crush Scott to death like an ant.

Scott became more and more suffocated, and the pressure continued to come from all directions.

If he was really that big, he probably wouldn't survive more than a minute.

Unfortunately not.

At the critical moment, Scott directly dispelled his ability.

His body swelled instantly, and the opponent's palm could no longer be held tightly, and was suddenly stretched open. If he hadn't let go earlier, he might have broken the entire palm.

Scott landed smoothly and punched out almost instinctively, hitting the location he had judged just now.

boom--

The tactile feedback on his hand told him that he had hit it.

The invisible man staggered back, followed by the sound of falling to the ground.

Scott has always been confident in his fists.

The opponent was hit by this punch firmly, and the sight of stars was only the slightest.

However, even now, the other party has not released its invisibility.

Scott won't see any feedback.

"Don't do anything to this family again!"

Scott felt that he should say a harsh word now, "Otherwise, I will hunt you to the ends of the earth!"

There was no response.

In other words, since the man fell, there has been no sound.

An ominous premonition slowly rippled in Scott's heart.

He seems to think everything is too simple.

really.

While Scott was still thinking, a sharp pain came from his abdomen.

He looked down and saw a bright red blood stain spreading on his body.

This……

Before Scott could call out, a feeling of detachment came from his body.

An invisible blade was drawn out from his body.

The reason why it was obvious that it was a knife was because the blade was stained with Scott's blood.

That invisible man can not only make his body invisible, but he can also make objects invisible.

Also, Scott couldn't hear anything.

Be it footsteps or breathing, you can no longer hear it since entering the reverse world.

The other party is already alert.

"Ho-"

Scott was helpless and collapsed. Fortunately for him, the other party didn't directly use the knife on his throat just to vent his anger.

He saved a small life.

The opponent shook off the blood on the knife, and the blade turned invisible again.

Get ready for the next attack.

He won't make a sound until he kills Scott for good.

This is the code for invisible men to fight.

Come from the invisible, go to the invisible.

Scott's eyes became increasingly blurry. When the other person stabbed him in the abdomen with a knife, he twisted the handle of the knife hard in order to make the wound deeper and bleed more.

At the last moment of his life, Scott finally understood.

I am too naive.

The battle between superpowers was more cruel than he imagined.

He saw Captain America and others being active on TV. They used their own abilities to fight against evil and appeared so heroic that it made people feel at ease but not aware of the danger they faced.

Now, Scott finally knew that everything on TV was deliberately meant for them to see.

The real danger is never revealed to the public.

Dengdengdeng-

In a daze, Scott heard footsteps.

He raised his head and saw the figure he had been waiting for a long time.

Thomas Wayne Jr.

He stood outside the door, silently peeping at Scott's current miserable situation.

Scott opened his mouth, wanting to call Thomas for help.

But then, a powerful force kicked his entire body away.

The invisible man kicked Scott away, and his body slid far along the floor, with blood flowing all the way.

"Little Thomas..."

Scott called out weakly, "Mr. Wayne..."

Thomas Wayne Jr. is the helper he found to fight with him against this invisible man.

But the current situation was completely beyond Scott's expectations.

Little Thomas stood outside the door, watching quietly as Scott was beaten.

There is no thought of helping.

"Mr. Wayne, save me..."

Scott kept asking for help, and he knew that the invisible man was still venting his anger on him.

When he is done venting, he will wipe out his own neck with a knife.

However, even Scott had given up all his dignity and desperately asked Thomas for help.

The other party remained motionless, just standing there and watching silently.

"Mr. Wayne!"

Scott struggled to get up, but was kicked down again.

"Why are you just watching!"

boom--

A punch hit Scott hard in the face, causing him to spit out scarlet blood.

"Aren't we companions?"

Finally, it was time to end. The opponent's movements have slowed down, and the anger that was knocked down by Scott's previous punch has almost been vented at this time.

Now, it's time to send this desperate mutant on his way.

Scott finally closed his eyes.

He didn't understand what was going on, why Mr. Wayne, who was so reliable in the past, was just standing by and doing nothing.

However, after waiting for a long time, Scott did not wait for the knife that slit his throat as he imagined.

When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was an incredible scene.

A batarang floats in mid-air.

In other words, it didn't float, but just hit the transparent man's throat.

The warm feeling spread from the air to Scott's body.

That is blood.

Invisible blood gushes out from the transparent man's throat like a fountain.

bang-

The opponent used his last strength to remove the batarang from his throat and threw it to the ground.

Then there was no more sound.

The sound of footsteps came, and Thomas came to Scott's side.

"He escaped."

Little Thomas bent down and checked Scott's injury.

"The wound on the abdomen is relatively serious. I will help you take care of it later."

Then, he traced his fingers across Scott's body, then brought it to the tip of his nose and smelled it.

"It is indeed blood. Even if it leaves that guy's body, it will still not be exposed to the transparent state?"

He took out a paper towel and wiped off part of the blood stain, preparing to leave it for testing.

"Mr. Wayne..."

Scott weakly called Thomas' name.

He still didn't understand what he had just done.

Little Thomas glanced at Scott: "I'll explain it to you when you recover."

Immediately afterwards, the cloak behind him suddenly began to float automatically without wind, floating into the air on its own, and then wrapped up Scott's body and transported him to Thomas Jr.'s workshop.

Scott suffered only a stab wound, not a gunshot wound, and taking him to the hospital was the best option.

But Thomas decided to treat Scott himself just to be on the safe side.

Don't let Scott go to the hospital.

Your opponent is an invisible person, so you should always be cautious.

When Scott was fighting the invisible man just now, he had been standing outside the door observing.

Not just to sit back and watch, but to verify a little bit of conjecture in my mind and judge the other party's position.

Little Thomas has long discovered that the other party's invisibility is true invisibility.

It is impossible to find the other party's whereabouts using any technological means.

It can only be judged by combat experience.

Although Scott suffered a little, he also made a big contribution to Thomas' attack.

Allowing him to hit the opponent's throat directly with a dart.

Little Thomas doesn't have any no-kill principle. It would be best to eliminate the root cause.

It's a pity that the other party still escaped.

"My judgment is not wrong. That dart was clearly aimed at his life."

Since Thomas Jr. took action, he was extremely confident. The fact that the other party was able to survive showed that he had other means.

Being invisible is such a hassle.

Even after just thinking about it for a little while, Thomas came up with countless ways to make invisible people visible.

But now they have all been overthrown by themselves.

I would like to ask, how can you tell whether a person who can't see a trace, hear a sound, or feel anything real when touched has come to your side?

I have to think of another way.

……

Scott opened his eyes vaguely.

His memory still lingered on when Thomas' cloak wrapped him.

He wanted to sit up, but there was a stabbing pain in his abdomen.

When he looked down, he saw countless bandages wrapped around his body, which were the bandages made by Thomas.

At this time, Thomas was in the corner of the workshop. In front of him, there were countless monitors showing different interfaces.

"you're awake?"

Little Thomas looked back, as if nothing happened.

Scott opened his mouth, and he probably understood what happened just now.

It's not that Thomas doesn't take action, he's just looking for opportunities to take action.

And he ended up saving his own life.

Scott had no reason to question anymore.

"You woke up just in time. I have something to ask you."

Little Thomas sat in front of the monitor, "Have you ever heard of Hank Pym?"

Hank Pym?

Scott thought for a moment and had never heard of this name.

"I haven't heard of it. What happened to him?"

Scott tried again to get up, but ultimately failed.

He was seriously injured and now cannot move freely.

"What should I say? I just did an interesting survey."

Thomas rested his chin on his hand, "I summarized the abilities of totem mutants that are currently known, and found that these abilities are actually copied."

Plagiarism?

This sentence without beginning or end made Scott stunned.

Can plagiarism also be possible with superpowers?

Thomas Jr. said with a smile: "It's said to be plagiarism, but in fact it should be said to be inspiration. For example, your ability to change the volume and weight of objects actually comes from a once-rumored superhero - Ant-Man."

Ant-Man…

Scott suddenly remembered that Sam once made a joke to him.

If you say your totem is an ant, you can name it Ant-Man.

Was there really an Ant-Man in history?

"Probably during the Cold War, this Ant-Man began to be active on the battlefield."

Thomas Jr. said, "Many people just regard it as a legend, but after some investigation, I found that this man actually exists. His name is Hank Pym. The source of his abilities comes from a kind of animal called Pym." Particle stuff.”

Scott heard this in confusion, and he was curious about what Thomas was investigating.

And why can we make such a strange conclusion?

"There are other known totemic mutant abilities."

Little Thomas flipped through the information in the computer, "Telepathy, making weapons, bullets that are sure to hit, copying, invisibility...these superpowers have actually appeared in history..."

"What the hell are you looking at?"

Scott couldn't get out of bed and could only watch Thomas' screen from a distance.

There was countless information on it, so densely packed that Scott couldn't see clearly.

"Some secret files."

Little Thomas said casually, "It comes from an organization here called SHIELD."

"SHIELD?"

Scott thought for a while, as if he had heard this name somewhere.

Can't remember exactly.

But no matter what, this should be considered a very powerful organization, right?

Little Thomas just invaded the other party's system, and from the looks of it, it was as easy as drinking water.

"Actually, I've always found it a bit strange."

Little Thomas stood up, poured two glasses of hot water, and came to Scott.

"From the time you told me about the Supreme Will, I had a suspicion.

"Do you think it's possible that the superpowers we have now all come from someone's design?

"He used the abilities he had seen as a basis to create totem mutants who are now like you and me?"

Scott held the water and opened his mouth, speechless.

Can Thomas's thinking jump a little further?

How did he come up with this conjecture?

(End of this chapter)