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Chapter 799
chapter 0335 part 2
At the same time, as these Skeleton Demons opened their large mouths to devour, the flesh and blood on the bodies of these top-tier alien bio-weapons directly turned into streams of blood mist, which were swallowed into the mouths of these Skeleton Demons.
After devouring the flesh and blood of several Parademons, these Skeleton Demons bypassed Star-Lord, carrying rolling black smoke and phosphorescent fire, and lunged towards the pursuing Parademons. After releasing these Skeleton Demons, Star-Lord, carrying the Black Person Old Man on his shoulder, turned and ran, seemingly not caring about the Skeleton Demons' combat results at all.
On the top of the abandoned Dam, a figure blended into the night. Under the rain, his shadow was reflected on the embankment, like a human form bat! He calmly watched the Alley, where the skull heads wrapped in black smoke and phosphorescent fire were fighting with the Parademons.
More and more Parademons howled out from the darkness. Dense energy beams were like a meteor shower, overwhelming these strange skull heads with their vast numbers. He had tracked these Parademons here, and didn't expect to see the scene before him.
These Parademons didn't seem like good people, but those strange skull heads reminded him of a difficult old friend.
That guy's favorite things were research related to Dark Magic, Demons, devils, women, cigarettes, and alcohol. It seemed nothing associated with him was good.
"Dark Magic? Alfred, check for me where that guy John is now?"
The man notified his assistant via the communicator, asking him to check if his old friend had arrived.
At this time, the combat in the Small Alley had ended. Countless dark Parademons circled and flew towards the shadow of the Dam.
The man looked at the place where the group of Parademons disappeared. He spread his hands, and the cloak behind his back transformed into bat wings with a faint electric current. In the Small Alley, in the reflection of a puddle of water, a black bat figure chased in the direction Star-Lord had disappeared.
Rustle rustle—
Not long after the Parademons and the bat figure disappeared, the bones scattered in the Small Alley seemed to have life and began to move on their own, accompanied by clicking sounds, beginning to reassemble.
Soon, Human Form Skeleton Demons appeared at the bottom of the Dam. The Skeleton frames of the Parademons, whose flesh and blood had been devoured, were topped with the original Skeleton Demon Heads, looking extremely terror-inducing in the rainy Alley.
Two clusters of phosphorescent fire flickered in the eyes of these Skeleton Demons. Inside their skulls, a black object only one-tenth the size of a fingernail began to activate, accompanied by streaks of blue streaking light flashing through the mechanism.
These dozen Skeleton Demons disappeared from the bottom of this Dam.
"Hey, I chased those monsters away for you. You hide here. I still have things to attend to!"
In a broken hole at the bottom of the Dam, Star-Lord placed the Black Person Old Man he was carrying on the ground and said to the unconscious old man.
Then he opened his wrist device: "Hey, lady, how's the data collection going? What's the match percentage between here and our Universe?"
"Mr. Quill, the match percentage for this Universe is only 11%!"
From Star-Lord's wrist device came a clear female voice, identical to Tony Stark's Artificial Intelligence Friday.
"Only 11%? Looks like we came to the wrong place again! Notify the Captain, looks like we need to leave!"
To facilitate data collection, the Ant-Man Suit Star-Lord wore was loaded with the Artificial Intelligence System developed by Iron Man. Not just him, but other members of the Avengers also had this set of AI Systems.
The biggest effect of these copies of Friday was that whenever they entered a new world, these Artificial Intelligence would access the network of the current Universe, perform data analysis, to determine if the Universe they were in was the target they were looking for.
Clearly, this time, they had come to the wrong place again.
Glancing at the unconscious Black Person Old Man, Star-Lord thoughtfully called 911 for him, then reached for his wrist, planning to activate the Ant-Man device and return to his own Universe.
As for those Skeleton Demons, Star-Lord had no intention of retrieving them. Although he vaguely knew that the effect of these skull head strings of beads and the things Tang Song gave him were not simple, he even guessed that these things seemed more like some kind of coordinates.
However, he had no choice. His adoptive father, whom he once hated, was still in that Universe.
He had seen Tang Song's strength. He didn't want his adoptive father, with whom he had argued for decades, to be in trouble.
Just as Star-Lord reached out to activate the Ant-Man Transformation device, a sharp Batarang flew from the shadows, shooting towards Star-Lord.
Clang! Amidst a sound of metal and iron clashing, Star-Lord rolled, dodging the attacking Batarang.
"Universe match percentage, a fresh term. Who are you, how many of you are there, where are you from, and what is your purpose for coming to Earth?"
The moment Star-Lord dodged the Batarang, he drew his High-Energy Element Gun and aimed it at the corner in the darkness.
Accompanied by a mysterious low voice, a man wearing a Bat Suit walked out from the shadows.
"Batman, Bruce Wayne? Shit, what the hell, aren't you a character from the comics?"
Star-Lord looked at the familiar figure in front of him and couldn't help but exclaim. He immediately opened the helmet of his Ant-Man Suit, revealing his slightly greasy face.
His face was filled with surprise.
Before Star-Lord was taken away from Earth by Yondu, like all children, his favorite thing was reading comics. At that time, the two most famous comic characters were Batman and Superman.
Star-Lord had never thought that one day he would actually meet his favorite comic character. This feeling was like a dream.
"You're really Batman, the President/CEO of Wayne Enterprises, Bruce Wayne!?"
The stern face under Batman's mask stiffened for a moment. He looked at Star-Lord, whose face was filled with fanaticism, and fell silent. He had only seen this kind of fanaticism in the Joker.
Could this be another one of his fanatical fans? One Joker was enough to give him a headache. If another one came, he even doubted if he could bear it.
Even if he could bear it, Gotham could not welcome another crazy Joker.
"You know me!?" Batman stared at Star-Lord for a long time, and only after a while did he ask in a low voice! "Of course!" Star-Lord gesticulated excitedly: "You're my idol! When I was a kid, Charlie and the others liked Superman, only I liked you, the hero who descends from the night and doesn't kill, it's too cool! I always thought it was just comics, I never expected Batman to actually exist!"
"Batman, Mr. Wayne, could you give me an autograph!" Star-Lord somehow pulled out a piece of paper, holding a pen, and was about to step forward to ask his idol for an autograph.
(End of chapter)
At the same time, as these Skeleton Demons opened their large mouths to devour, the flesh and blood on the bodies of these top-tier alien bio-weapons directly turned into streams of blood mist, which were swallowed into the mouths of these Skeleton Demons.
After devouring the flesh and blood of several Parademons, these Skeleton Demons bypassed Star-Lord, carrying rolling black smoke and phosphorescent fire, and lunged towards the pursuing Parademons. After releasing these Skeleton Demons, Star-Lord, carrying the Black Person Old Man on his shoulder, turned and ran, seemingly not caring about the Skeleton Demons' combat results at all.
On the top of the abandoned Dam, a figure blended into the night. Under the rain, his shadow was reflected on the embankment, like a human form bat! He calmly watched the Alley, where the skull heads wrapped in black smoke and phosphorescent fire were fighting with the Parademons.
More and more Parademons howled out from the darkness. Dense energy beams were like a meteor shower, overwhelming these strange skull heads with their vast numbers. He had tracked these Parademons here, and didn't expect to see the scene before him.
These Parademons didn't seem like good people, but those strange skull heads reminded him of a difficult old friend.
That guy's favorite things were research related to Dark Magic, Demons, devils, women, cigarettes, and alcohol. It seemed nothing associated with him was good.
"Dark Magic? Alfred, check for me where that guy John is now?"
The man notified his assistant via the communicator, asking him to check if his old friend had arrived.
At this time, the combat in the Small Alley had ended. Countless dark Parademons circled and flew towards the shadow of the Dam.
The man looked at the place where the group of Parademons disappeared. He spread his hands, and the cloak behind his back transformed into bat wings with a faint electric current. In the Small Alley, in the reflection of a puddle of water, a black bat figure chased in the direction Star-Lord had disappeared.
Rustle rustle—
Not long after the Parademons and the bat figure disappeared, the bones scattered in the Small Alley seemed to have life and began to move on their own, accompanied by clicking sounds, beginning to reassemble.
Soon, Human Form Skeleton Demons appeared at the bottom of the Dam. The Skeleton frames of the Parademons, whose flesh and blood had been devoured, were topped with the original Skeleton Demon Heads, looking extremely terror-inducing in the rainy Alley.
Two clusters of phosphorescent fire flickered in the eyes of these Skeleton Demons. Inside their skulls, a black object only one-tenth the size of a fingernail began to activate, accompanied by streaks of blue streaking light flashing through the mechanism.
These dozen Skeleton Demons disappeared from the bottom of this Dam.
"Hey, I chased those monsters away for you. You hide here. I still have things to attend to!"
In a broken hole at the bottom of the Dam, Star-Lord placed the Black Person Old Man he was carrying on the ground and said to the unconscious old man.
Then he opened his wrist device: "Hey, lady, how's the data collection going? What's the match percentage between here and our Universe?"
"Mr. Quill, the match percentage for this Universe is only 11%!"
From Star-Lord's wrist device came a clear female voice, identical to Tony Stark's Artificial Intelligence Friday.
"Only 11%? Looks like we came to the wrong place again! Notify the Captain, looks like we need to leave!"
To facilitate data collection, the Ant-Man Suit Star-Lord wore was loaded with the Artificial Intelligence System developed by Iron Man. Not just him, but other members of the Avengers also had this set of AI Systems.
The biggest effect of these copies of Friday was that whenever they entered a new world, these Artificial Intelligence would access the network of the current Universe, perform data analysis, to determine if the Universe they were in was the target they were looking for.
Clearly, this time, they had come to the wrong place again.
Glancing at the unconscious Black Person Old Man, Star-Lord thoughtfully called 911 for him, then reached for his wrist, planning to activate the Ant-Man device and return to his own Universe.
As for those Skeleton Demons, Star-Lord had no intention of retrieving them. Although he vaguely knew that the effect of these skull head strings of beads and the things Tang Song gave him were not simple, he even guessed that these things seemed more like some kind of coordinates.
However, he had no choice. His adoptive father, whom he once hated, was still in that Universe.
He had seen Tang Song's strength. He didn't want his adoptive father, with whom he had argued for decades, to be in trouble.
Just as Star-Lord reached out to activate the Ant-Man Transformation device, a sharp Batarang flew from the shadows, shooting towards Star-Lord.
Clang! Amidst a sound of metal and iron clashing, Star-Lord rolled, dodging the attacking Batarang.
"Universe match percentage, a fresh term. Who are you, how many of you are there, where are you from, and what is your purpose for coming to Earth?"
The moment Star-Lord dodged the Batarang, he drew his High-Energy Element Gun and aimed it at the corner in the darkness.
Accompanied by a mysterious low voice, a man wearing a Bat Suit walked out from the shadows.
"Batman, Bruce Wayne? Shit, what the hell, aren't you a character from the comics?"
Star-Lord looked at the familiar figure in front of him and couldn't help but exclaim. He immediately opened the helmet of his Ant-Man Suit, revealing his slightly greasy face.
His face was filled with surprise.
Before Star-Lord was taken away from Earth by Yondu, like all children, his favorite thing was reading comics. At that time, the two most famous comic characters were Batman and Superman.
Star-Lord had never thought that one day he would actually meet his favorite comic character. This feeling was like a dream.
"You're really Batman, the President/CEO of Wayne Enterprises, Bruce Wayne!?"
The stern face under Batman's mask stiffened for a moment. He looked at Star-Lord, whose face was filled with fanaticism, and fell silent. He had only seen this kind of fanaticism in the Joker.
Could this be another one of his fanatical fans? One Joker was enough to give him a headache. If another one came, he even doubted if he could bear it.
Even if he could bear it, Gotham could not welcome another crazy Joker.
"You know me!?" Batman stared at Star-Lord for a long time, and only after a while did he ask in a low voice! "Of course!" Star-Lord gesticulated excitedly: "You're my idol! When I was a kid, Charlie and the others liked Superman, only I liked you, the hero who descends from the night and doesn't kill, it's too cool! I always thought it was just comics, I never expected Batman to actually exist!"
"Batman, Mr. Wayne, could you give me an autograph!" Star-Lord somehow pulled out a piece of paper, holding a pen, and was about to step forward to ask his idol for an autograph.
(End of chapter)
