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113 Survivor

Frank left. He knew that staying in the red mist would only be a burden to Li Nian. His hasty intervention might hinder Li Nian, but he would not be able to save more people.

He handed Li Nian his remaining self-defense bullets, which also proved that if he encountered an infected superhero with a hard body on his way back, he would be powerless to fight back.

Frank only has two rifles left with ammunition, and there are still some disruptive explosives left, but the explosives that caused real damage have been consumed. It can be said that he can only hold two guns at the enemy now. 'It's up!

Bullets are a very magical thing in the Marvel world. Sometimes they can easily blow out the head of a superhuman. Sometimes, tanks and planes bombing together can only scratch a few skins. Sometimes, they can kill a superhuman without aiming. People, even if they aim, they will be dodged by the enemy's strange movements...

Li Nian said goodbye to Frank and continued deep into the red mist.

"What method did Sithorn use to come to this universe? Such a large amount of chaos magic cannot enter at all. Just breaking the barriers of the universe can exhaust his power..."

"Unless there is a medium in this world that can easily allow Sithorne to enter chaos magic."

As Li Nian moved forward, he thought about the possible reasons for the explosion of red mist. He didn't know which universe he fell into. It couldn't be his original universe anyway. There was no red Hulk in his universe.

The members of the Illuminati left early before Li Nian woke up. As soon as Li Nian woke up, there were only overwhelming Ultron robots in front of him. After getting rid of these Ultron robots, the red mist came. In order to save more people, Li Nian Decided to break into the red mist.

The structure of the red mist is very strange. Perhaps chaos magic can block the transmission of signals. As soon as he entered the red mist, Li Nian found that his signal connection with the outside world was getting weaker and weaker, and he could not even connect to a simple network.

Li Nian regretted a little. He should have known something about this world before entering the red mist.

The deeper you go, the more intense the magic becomes, and the scarlet color becomes deeper, gradually blurring your vision, and the visibility of your field of vision decreases again and again, so the Mind Stone becomes a flashlight, illuminating the road ahead.

Mind Stone:? ? ?

Broken limbs, plasma, flames, corpses... wherever you look, it's a scene of tragedy.

Every time Li Nian saw a corpse, his heart became heavier and heavier. This was the first time in three years that he had seen such a tragic corpse. Even the scene of the last time Apocalypse massacred Cairo was not so shocking. His body was torn out.

He didn't know how long he had been walking. It had been almost an hour, but he still hadn't seen the source of the red mist. This made Li Nian very puzzled.

"It should be here." Li Nian frowned. Before he broke into the red mist, he flew high into the sky and looked at the city that was almost covered by a third of the red mist. The red mist expanded outward in a circle, and the center of the circle was Li Nian's destination.

It stands to reason that the center of a circle is the source of all development, but Li Nian has been walking for a long time, and the coordinates recorded in his head should be nearby, but the problem is... there is no one here.

Li Nian looked at the empty street. Except for the bicycle that fell on the ground and the huge cedar tree blocking the way, there was not even a single infected person, not a single one.

Li Nian looked around in confusion. This place was completely different from the places outside. At a certain boundary, the field of vision suddenly became clear. The red mist did not seem to erode this place.

Looking up at the sky, a huge amount of red mist is still suspended in the sky, refusing to fall.

"This is like a barrier, a place similar to a shelter." Li Nian noticed that this was most likely a protective shield made by the first superhero to enter.

That means...there may be survivors here!

Li Nian's mind became active, and the light of the Mind Stone shot out to the surroundings instantly. It could feel the mental fluctuations of the surrounding life to see if there was anyone around, and it could even judge the nearby life forms based on the size and intensity of the mental fluctuations. Is it a person or something.

buzzing~~~

A golden halo shot out from Li Nian's body and spread to the surrounding areas, houses, streets, and even underground.

After a while, the light reflected back and focused on Li Nian.

Li Nian frowned. The Mind Stone actually showed that there was no one around. This didn't make sense!

"That's not right." Li Nian looked in one direction, squinted his eyes, and felt it carefully. The spiritual light in that direction returned faster than other places. The energy he emitted spread around in a circle, and there was no return first. If you arrive later, you should arrive at the same time.

Li Nian slowly flew in that direction. There was definitely something there that was blocking the exploration of the Soul Stone, and even... it was very likely to be a survivor!

......

"Still can't contact the outside world?" Sam Wilson held his shoulders and paced back and forth with worry on his face.

This is a basement, which should have been a wine cellar. It is about fifty square meters, and it is dim with only one light bulb maintaining the surrounding light.

In addition to Sam, there were also two or three ordinary people crowded in the corner. They were residents of this small town. They were lucky enough to survive the catastrophe, and they happened to be encountered by Sam and others, so they came to this place to hide together. .

Wang Duan was sitting in the middle of the basement. There were magic circles with strange patterns scattered on the ground, which were filled with a faint aroma of wine. They were probably painted with wine from the wine cellar.

Obscure and incomprehensible spells kept coming out of the king's mouth. The fat man's body was soaked with sweat. The yellow man's face became pale due to physical weakness, and was simply whiter than the white man's face.

There were strange seals on his hands, sitting there in a strange posture. The aura on his body was already very weak, as if his magic power was about to be exhausted.

Sam was questioning the king just now. He almost single-handedly drove away all the red mist fifty meters away, and maintained the defense with a magic circle drawn with wine, but that was all.

The king's physical strength has almost reached its limit. If he continues like this, he will probably die first due to exhaustion of his physical strength if he can hold on for at least one more day. Others will gradually be infected by the red mist and turn into madmen without the king's protection. The same monster.

Of course, the lucky ones may be bitten to death directly.

There are more than just two superheroes here, Sam and Wong. In fact, there are five of them.

Daredevil Matthew Murdoch.

Beast Hank.

Hill, Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

The three were search and rescue teams sent by various organizations and landed here directly from the helicopter. According to Hank's research, red mist is extremely harmful to the human body. Wearing a gas mask can only delay death. These red mist everywhere.

But what's damning is that almost all the remaining teammates who followed them were infected. Among them was even General Ross sent by the government. After being infected, he transformed into the Red Hulk and went on a killing spree. Some teammates who were not infected and those who survived All the civilians below died at the hands of the Red Hulk.

Matthew Murdoch also lost a leg, which was crushed and torn off alive... Fortunately, Wang used magic to treat his wound in time, otherwise Matthew would not have been able to survive here.

"No, there is still no signal. This red mist has blocked all channels that can send messages, including telephones, pagers, radios, and even pigeons."

Hill and Hank debugged the equipment, trying to let outsiders know what was going on here and then send out rescue.

"Professor X can't contact here either, Hank?"

"To be honest, I have never expected others to enter my mind so much." Hill had a straight face, and there was not much joy in her tone.

As Nick Fury's deputy, Hill may not be a powerful superhero, but she is definitely an excellent commander.

"Hank, you have a way to make a brain amplifier, like the one on Professor X's head."

"Do you want to attract the attention of Professor , "First of all, the brainwave amplifier cannot be completed by just a few wires or circuit boards and a few hits with a hammer."

"Secondly, we don't have that much time..."

Hank looked at the civilians huddled in the corner. Their pupils were covered with bloodshot eyes. The red mist that had not been expelled from their bodies began to gradually invade their bodies. Wang's physical strength was about to reach its limit. They had no choice but to retreat. Accept this bleak truth.

There is nothing Sam can do. His role is the smallest among these people. He is the first Avengers to enter the Red Mist as assigned by Captain Carter.

"That thing looks very poisonous," Sam said to Carter, put on a professional gas helmet and rushed into the red mist without hesitation.

"If you are able...you can leave me alone and live your own lives..." Matthew was lying on the only stretcher in the basement. His broken leg had been bandaged. If he could go back alive, If so, Reed's technology should help him restore his leg.

But they can't go back...

Matthew looked at the people pessimistically. As a disabled superhero, he lost his sight in exchange for super senses. His hearing, smell, touch, and sixth sense have all been enhanced to various degrees. Even without vision, I can also 'see' everything around me.

But his leg is broken. His super power is based on the fact that his limbs are intact. He can transform into a devil in the dark, control the scale of good and evil, and judge the sins of the world.

With his leg broken, he can no longer be Daredevil, can no longer uphold justice and protect civilians...

He has been reduced from Daredevil to Matthew, the lawyer who uses his intelligence to defend justice during the day, Matthew Murdoch who can do nothing but talk in court, any stronger man. Can knock him over with one punch.

He is now a burden, lying all alone on a stretcher in the wine cellar, like an incurable patient, unable to move normally, unlike Hank and the others who use their ingenuity to help solve problems, and unlike Wang Yi who can do it alone. Trying to stop the erosion of the red mist, he hated himself for being useless, just like the day when his eyes were blinded by chemicals more than 20 years ago, a deep sense of powerlessness filled his heart.

Sam stepped forward, patted Matthew on the shoulder and comforted, "We will not give up on you, we will die together!"

"But they don't think so..." Matthew's weak voice sounded in Sam's ears, and he pointed tremblingly at the scattered crowd around him. They looked at Matthew coldly, their eyes cold and emotionless, as if Look at a stray dog ​​that has nothing to do with him and is begging for mercy on the street.

"You can't represent everyone..." Sam was silent. He glanced at the crowd around him, as if the people hiding here were not people, but a group of beasts, a group of emotionless beasts.

Sam trembled all over, feeling an inexplicable fear in his heart. How could a warm person give such cold eyes.

He had also received such a look, not so cold, but still full of ridicule.

He is a black man, a black man with no legitimate profession other than being an Avenger. His identity as an Avenger has not brought any convenience to his family. His sister is still a porter at the shipyard, and she is still stopped by white policemen while driving on the road. He checked, staring at his face with suspicious eyes, and secretly reaching for the gun in his pocket, which might be drawn out and pointed at his head at any time.

His own life was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the white police. Only the aura of the Avengers gave him a basic level of life protection, so that he would not have a gun pointed at his head like other black companions. He pressed his arms behind him and lay down. He shouted "Help, help" in panic from the hood of the car!

Not only disabled people or racists like him and Matthew, but mutants like Hank are also discriminated against by people everywhere. Their ugly appearance, strange abilities, and powerful strength have not won people's respect.

On the contrary, the eyes they looked at the mutants were full of disgust and hatred. Even though Professor

However, the conflicts between races are irreconcilable. Americans and Indians cannot live in harmony on a continent, so the Indians were almost exterminated. The continent was occupied by a group of outsiders, who have lived here for generations. The natives were reduced to slavery...

Matthew's eyes were full of sadness. He wanted to live, of course he wanted to live, but others didn't want him to live. His survival proved that other people's lives might be replaced, and their hope of escape would be much less.

Selfishness is human nature. Whether they are ordinary people, aliens, mutants, super criminals or superheroes, the prerequisite for all their good or bad actions is... to live!

Sam was speechless, but his eyes showed the same emotions as Matthew, sad, sad...

"I can't hold on anymore!" Wang suddenly interrupted the emotional atmosphere between the two, and the magic circle on the ground became dim.

As he said, he couldn't hold on any longer!