The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 595 Use the entire plane to set up a game ([-])

On another continent, a mountain range collapsed like a domino. Huge boulders splashed everywhere, and then flew tens of thousands of meters into the sky, before finally falling on a certain city far away, piercing through a large area of ​​buildings. , and then had an intimate collision with the ground, and then, a group of smoke and dust like a mushroom cloud went straight into the sky.

This is a stone that was hit by the aftermath during the battle between two people, and more miscellaneous things were wiped out before the interlaced fists of the two people came into contact.

At this moment, Ice Bear found a gap. He grabbed Superman Bruce's leg and posed in mid-air in a pose of 'throwing a shot put'. He clasped the opponent's wrist vigorously, and pulled the opponent into a contest of 'arm wrestling' in the air.

For a moment, the muscle wrestling caused the sea below to collapse suddenly, almost boiling.

In fact, although these two people fought the most fiercely, neither of them had any serious injuries to each other.Both of them are basically physically immune, but they both only have the means of physical attack.

Therefore, it seems that they are hammering each other into the dark, but if you let them continue to fight like this, maybe hundreds of years later, they will still be like this.But the two of them still have to fight like this, otherwise, if the other party is allowed to intervene in the battle between other people, it will become a crushing situation.

However, at this moment, Ice Bear and Superman seemed to have received some signal at the same time, and they were both taken aback.

"What?" Bruce was trying his best to separate the white bear's thick arm from his neck, and the command in the headset made him shout out directly: "Stop?"

At the same time, he also felt a loosening of the strength around his neck, and then he found that the white bear was also looking at him with a puzzled look.

The two looked at each other awkwardly.

The embarrassing scene didn't just happen to these two people, it was happening all over the planet.

"Stop?" Hannibal was taken aback, and the scalpel in his hand, which was stabbing the opponent's carotid artery, stopped in mid-air. At the same time, more than 200 thugs behind him also stopped in mid-air, forming a formation with him. A strangely neat picture was created.

At the other end, on a hill piled up with corpses, Shirley Platinum is still controlling her tentacles and devouring almost all life around her. Several people have been rolled up, and in front of them is a huge meat ball, the meat ball There is nothing on it, just a huge circular open mouth, with rows of teeth extending into the depths in a spiral shape.

Looking at that posture, these people are about to be thrown in and become food for the terrible tentacle monster.

"What? Stop?" Following this question, the tentacle monster was also obviously taken aback. Although it had no face, it could clearly feel that it should be'? ? ? ' expression.

Around a complex of buildings that doesn't look so grand, but the number of corpses is no less than other places, a large group of people with clown makeup are massacring everything that can be seen in various ways. People with makeup.

Among them, a thin man was riding on the body of another man, and the gun in his hand was pressed against the forehead of the other man. Then, this guy seemed to think that the gun was a bit out of hand, so he simply threw the gun away, and then changed He drew a knife and fixed it on the opponent's throat.

"Do you know why I don't use a gun?" He asked as if talking to himself: "It's too fast, just the bang of 'biu', and your life will be gone, so I think this is a way to protect life." So I am going to end your life with a knife, rest assured, I will try to slow down, you have plenty of time to shout and ask for help, how are you ready?"

The people under him were so frightened that they pissed out. He still had no intention of asking for help, but he opened his mouth in pain, instinctively wanting to cry out, but when it reached his throat, it all turned into small bursts. sobbing.

at this time
"Mr. Joker, on the phone, stop." A man with a clown costume ran over and said.

"Huh?" The clown frowned, as if he was very upset when others disturbed him: "Stop?"

"Yes, stop so."

"Okay, okay, I see." He said impatiently, and then turned to the poor guy below him: "Okay, although I don't know why, it seems that there is a little misunderstanding between us, anyway, the phone call let I stop."

Hearing this, that person felt as if he had received a new life. His painful expression suddenly collapsed because of the surprise. He didn't know whether to cry or laugh, but he just grinned, tears and snot flowing out at the same time. .

"Wooooow, I'm saved. I'm saved, thank you"

"Pfft..." The knife pierced his throat, then turned around habitually, and pulled it out again.

"You may have misunderstood something. 'Stop' was said on the phone, not me." The clown looked at the twitching body in front of him inexplicably, stood up and stepped back a little to avoid being spattered by blood.

The chaos is still going on, as I said before, this is a city of sin, so it is impossible to change it just because of a few phone calls.

But there are some places where they stopped after all. They looked at each other inexplicably, and then all gathered at the place where the order was issued.

Soon, everyone around Ziliang gathered together, and not far from them, a group of Batmen with different looks also gathered together. Obviously, everyone was in a state of confusion. status.

"What's going on?" Freddy yelled, "I trapped 300 people in my dream! You know what? 300 people, I've never had such fun playing, I even want to build a mobile meat grinder, And at this time, you actually asked me to stop??"

In contrast, Constantine was much calmer. He lit a cigarette: "Although I don't know what's going on, it seems that you and another you set up all this?"

Ziliang shook his head: "It's hard to say, if it's more accurate, it's not a 'game', because [Time], no matter what kind of 'game', in his eyes, he seems to have seen it." Like thousands of cartoons, there is no way to calculate him. However, the result is not bad."

"Result? What result?"

"Hey." Ziliang smiled: "The result is --- we finally seized [time], and now, we have to talk to him."

(End of this chapter)