Chapter 390 [Game...Begins]

In the Marvel Universe, standing in front of a mind-controlled Stark.

The seven people used Stark's body to browse the chat group, and the next moment they were shocked by the messages that flooded the screen.

You have to know that this is a clone they sent out, which possesses some of the power of the original body.

For an existence like them whose power is growing every second, the difference between the clone and the original body is not that big, and both can grow infinitely.

Being able to kill their clones instantly means there is a high chance of being able to kill the original body instantly!

They never expected that Bai Ye would be so strong, completely different from what they had imagined.

For a moment, the seven players only had one thought: "Run!"

With a "rip" sound, the seven players on the scene were split into two, each cutting off half of themselves.

There is no difference between the two in terms of strength, soul, appearance, etc.

The only difference is that only one person can enter and exit the game freely.

They planned to leave a clone here first, let the main body escape from the game to avoid the crisis, and then lie in wait quietly to see which way the wind blows.

After all, the consensus among every player so far is that the world outside the game is an absolutely safe paradise.

Even the most dangerous game can never reach out of the game.

At the scene, the seven clones showed a hint of bitterness in their eyes.

However, they were judged as clones by the game and had no way to stop them. They could only watch their real bodies exit the game.

"What should we do next?" said the golden-haired Yu Zun's clone helplessly.

As outposts exploring the main body, they do not have the ability to exit the game, which means they will have to face the white night with their own eyes.

"Of course, you are waiting to die! Would I let you go?"

A sinister voice sounded in the minds of the seven clones, causing their bodies to tremble violently.

The grim grinning sound not only appeared in the minds of the seven people, but also in the minds of billions of living beings.

……

At this moment, on the original Earth that was moved to other universes, Ji Ziyue, Rodriguez, Gwen and others gathered in the White House with some concern.

Such a big thing happened suddenly in the empire. Except for the Earth which escaped, the entire universe has been plunged into the conflict of war.

"Still can't get in touch with His Majesty?" Rodriguez asked worriedly.

But they got helpless shakes of their heads from everyone. Jin Bing disappeared without a trace and they could only wait here.

"Master Ancient One, what do you think?"

The next moment, Rodriguez looked at the bald woman in yellow robe beside him for help.

In response, Gu Yi smiled and shook his head gently, saying: "Just wait and believe that Bai Ye can save the situation."

But Gu Yi was carefree because she had read the script in advance. Others were not as leisurely as her.

Just when everyone was worried, in the Marvel world, in the vast universe of billions of exponential towers, such a low murmur emerged in the minds of countless sentient beings.

"White Empire, your emperor is back!"

This sound seems to be engraved in everyone's consciousness, and the meaning can be understood without translation.

Along with this low hum, it was like lightning splitting the night sky.

Then, a palm that was even larger than the exponential tower universe that was formed by the indescribable rotation condensed out of thin air in the Marvel universe.

On his palms, there appeared numerous tiny spots of light, like countless stars.

Each of these light spots represents a real universe!

There were more densely packed universes than the grains of sand in the Ganges River, Ganges River sands, Ganges River sands... times more numerous than the grains of sand in the Ganges River, and they were held in the palm of that terrifying giant hand. In an instant, the palm composed of pure concepts lightly lifted these countless universes and slowly rose up.

The indescribable gaze penetrated time and space, went straight into people's hearts through every universe, and saw countless imperial soldiers wailing in the hands of players.

"Ha!" A faint chuckle came from everyone's heart: "My people are grateful for your care."

"So... let me be your opponent from now on."

"It's Bai Ye!" Hearing the whisper rising from the bottom of their hearts, everyone in the White House who had just been worried immediately let go of the pressure in their hearts.

As for why this happened? Of course, it was because of the trust in Bai Ye that he had always had.

If Bai Ye is a horror game for those players who like to cause trouble, then it is a tower defense game for Ji Ziyue and others.

As long as we hold on until Bai Ye comes back, everything will be solved naturally.

Hearing the sound, countless imperial soldiers in the universe who were tortured by players had a glimmer of relief in their eyes.

An imperial soldier who had lost his torso below the waist, with his heart pierced and only his right arm left to support his body, raised his bloody head.

His eyes lingered on the lifeless companions around him for a moment, and then he looked at the frowning player in front of him with extreme mockery and hatred, his white teeth stained with blood:
"You bunch of bastards, just wait for your death. I will make you suffer a thousand times, ten thousand times, a hundred million times..."

Before he could finish his words, his brain was crushed by the player, blood splattered everywhere, and he was dead.

"Something's not right. I think I should quit the game."

A player full of blood and energy suggested this, and received unanimous agreement from his companions around him.

The next moment, players decisively chose to quit the game one by one and disappeared in the Marvel Universe.

The bloody player also swiped to choose the option, but he was one step too late before pressing the exit button with his right hand, and his vision went dark.

When his vision returned, he was already in a white space that was one light year long, wide and high.

"Where is this place?" the player wondered, looking around at the enclosed space.

The next moment, he was shocked to find that in this blank space, people were constantly being teleported out from all directions.

Everyone who showed up had a strange look of vigilance in their eyes.

In just a short moment, countless lives almost filled this light-year space.

"Welcome to the arena."

A calm voice sounded in everyone's heart, and then a handsome young man with black hair like a waterfall came and stood in the center of this pure white space.

Countless players who had read the memories of the imperial soldiers immediately recognized that the person in front of them was the emperor of the White Empire.

"You will spend 10,000 years in this space, and even if you die, you will be resurrected."

Bai Ye said this calmly, and casually threw away one of the clones split from the seven players.

As he spoke, he slowly twisted his neck and did some warm-up exercises.

"So in the next ten thousand years, I will destroy you to pieces time and time again."

As they were talking, someone could no longer bear it and rushed towards Bai Ye, but his body was beaten into a pulp the next moment.

Just as Bai Ye said, he will blow everyone to pieces!

"I forgot to mention that."

Bai Ye looked at the fearful players around him and said with a smile: "Every time you die, the pain in your body will double."

"So please enjoy the next ten thousand years of your life."

As soon as the words fell, a huge fist shadow pierced through the space and killed everyone.

[The game... begins! ]

(End of this chapter)

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