Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 85 The first example of setting deviation

Boom!
  Having never experienced a crisis and having experienced high-altitude combat in the dark world before, Terry calmly found the best solution at the critical moment.

As soon as he fell, he took out his pickaxe and chiseled into the wall of the building next to him. Then he slapped the concrete block he had just obtained in his inventory to the side and downwards, forcing himself to create a landing point for himself.

"Fortunately, this part retains the characteristics of the game. There is no need to consider the issue of adhesion when building buildings."

There was a raised concrete cube on the lower wall about seven meters away from the rooftop, and Terry was lying on it.

There was no injury, but the outermost magical shield had been reduced by dozens of points again.

What's more, the attack was so sudden that he was still a little shaken. Although there was a chance of resurrection, the unsafe feeling of falling from a high place still almost scared him out of his body.

After taking two deep breaths to calm down, Terry became extremely frightened and angry.

"Where did the rockets come from?!!!"

"Terry!!!"

On the quiet street, dozens of twisted figures suddenly appeared. Some of them were hiding in the green belt, some slowly stood up from behind the private cars parked on the roadside, and some even opened the sewer manhole cover and drilled into it. come out.

At this time, the Hand obviously had no experience in dealing with street heroes. For the targets they failed to kill the first time, they sent more people based on their experience in chasing ordinary people, and chased them without any gaps.

Spider-Man looked up in surprise and saw the man in silver armor, who he thought had been slapped on the ground, jumping down on the air conditioner.

What happened just now was too sudden. After flying out, he had time to shoot out the spider silk and swing to the side to catch the nearest Iron Fist, without taking care of Terry and Hawkeye.

The three of them landed one after another. Spider-Man carefully lowered his iron fist. Among the four, he was the only one who had neither combat experience nor sense of danger. He was the slowest to react to the explosion just now. There were burn marks all over the left side of his body. People also fell into coma.

"I don't understand either, but trouble has already come to your door."

"But Iron Fist is injured!"

"I'm fine too."

Terry's voice came from above. The explosion just now had awakened the residents on this floor, and some uneasy noises could be heard through the walls.

But why can't I see anyone on the street?

"Damn! Why are there such things as rockets!"

A vigorous figure flew out from the corner further down with spider silk hanging on it. Spider-Man carried an iron fist on his shoulder, searching for Terry urgently.

Spider-Man was at a loss as he had obviously never encountered such a dangerous situation before.

Spider-Man's shout suddenly came from below Terry.

"Go see Hawkeye!"

"I'm fine!"

Terry patted Spider-Man on the shoulder and gave Hawkeye a thumbs up - the latter had already taken the bow and arrow off his back and held it in his hand, observing the surroundings vigilantly.

At this moment, he also felt extremely regretful and fearful. In this short period of time, Terry probably fell down and turned into a meat pie.

Jumping and shouting.

Hawkeye held a thin silk rope with one hand, and moved with his hands and feet on the edge of the raised window on the building's exterior wall, saying hello and saying not to worry about him.

Spider-Man assumed a fighting stance, but still looked worriedly at the place where Iron Fist lay from the corner of his eye, and then his eyes widened suddenly.

Terry didn't know when he was squatting next to Iron Fist, and seemed to be feeding something into his mouth.

The next second, Iron Fist, who should have been seriously injured, jumped up from the ground. “They actually came to me on their own initiative!”

Iron Fist clenched his fists with golden light, looked at the group of ninjas surrounding the four of them as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and roared with great momentum.

Then Iron Fist glanced at the ground beneath his feet and was confused for a moment.

"Weren't we on the rooftop just now?"

This scene instantly broke the harsh atmosphere created by those Hand ninjas.

"interesting."

A ninja standing in the shadows suddenly spoke, but his tone was too plain and did not match the meaning of the words he said.

"This is our first time to assassinate targets with extraordinary skills like your Excellencies. We thought we could use rockets to disperse you and then defeat them one by one. Unexpectedly, it didn't seem to have even the slightest effect."

Although this ninja was dressed exactly the same as the other ninjas, at this moment the four of them could see that he was at least a small leader of the Hand.

The first one among the four to respond was Hawkeye, who had already set up his bow and was ready to launch.

"You actually use hot weapons like rocket launchers in urban areas in order to assassinate targets. This is not consistent with the style of the Hand that I heard before."

The ninja glanced at Hawkeye, but he couldn't recognize the purple-skinned elf's heels at all.

However, he did not ask you where you got the secret. Instead, he opened his arms rather artificially.

"The world has quietly undergone huge changes that are contrary to the future. Even the Hand is the same, and I am exactly the kind of person who will do whatever it takes to achieve the goal."

This inexplicable statement confused everyone present. Only Terry suddenly remembered the strange black flesh and blood on the iron fist wound he had seen before.

For some reason, he had a vague premonition.

The next moment, the pretentious ninja completely confirmed his bad premonition.

"Even the 'beast' that we have worshiped for five hundred years has been swallowed up by more mysterious and powerful beings. Those who are incomprehensible will only be eliminated."

The Hand's 'beast' is gone?
  Maybe others don't know what it means, but Terry can't find such a beginning of the story in his memory.

Terry has always thought about whether the Marvel world he lives in will be different from any mainstream film, television drama or animation story he has seen in his previous life, but countless small details in life are not like this. omen.

Spider-Man is Spider-Man, Hawkeye is Hawkeye, and there’s Tony Stark in the paper…

In all the information that he can verify so far, there seems to be no such information.

So he didn't take it to heart because all the settings seemed extremely normal and fit his past life memories.

At most, it may be a relatively unpopular comic journal, but the general main setting and mainstream story will still follow the established process.

Before the Avengers came along, stories about street heroes were kind of an established mainstream.

"There is a deviation in the world setting?!"

Terry slowly raised his sword and couldn't help but swallow as he looked at the ninjas surrounding them at the pretentious ninja gesture.

Is it an example, or...

As if they suddenly received some silent instructions, dozens of ninjas rushed forward with long swords and darts.

(End of this chapter)