There are two ways to play in this world through the 'Game Warehouse' to play in the small world of the master of each world, one is to play an interaction, and the other is to visit the state of a soul body up close.

The former plays and interacts in some popular small worlds with different prices, after all, allowing the audience to play a specific role in the small world, even ordinary passers-by will consume the resources of the master of the world.

If the latter is purely from the perspective of a spectator, there is also a certain fee, but this kind of price is generally not high... At least it's not too expensive for them.

So Xu Yan happily pulled her two friends and brought one of her friends' sister to this superhero world.

Originally, what Xu Yan wanted to take her two friends to experience the most was actually the mecha world of "Iron Blood".

But the small world of "Iron Blood" has been closed to the public recently, so she had to follow the advice of Guan Ping... Chose her second favorite superhero world.

"Sure enough, the city with a small flash of light is the most relaxing."

Xu Yan is now a bystander walking the streets of New York City, the city where the world of superheroes is geared towards young people.

So just walking on the streets of New York City can feel a sense of youth.

The god of the beasts didn't feel anything, for she knew the darkness that lurked in the depths of this world...

It's like Xu Yan and Guan Ping, who are chasing the superhero on the street to punish criminals, but the god of doom knows... The real crime in this world actually exists in those 'honorable people' who pay money and interact with each other.

They want to torture the aborigines of this world, but no superhero will dare to offend these 'noble people'.

The prime example is the god of the beasts, who is now with three female high school students... Watch the city's superhero flash and just catch a bank robber.

While Xu Yan was still commenting on the flash of action and adding a score, the god of doom could sense that less than two blocks away from here, there was an aboriginal family in this world who was being 'insulted' by the noble people who had paid for it.

"Feeling bored?"

Caring Ping sat in mid-air and gently supported her chin with her hand, and looked at the god of doom with a strange smile and asked.

"I've always been bored, and the lords of the world draw energy... It was supposed to be to support the people of its own world, not to treat the people of its own world as playthings from the outside world. ”

The reason why the god of doom feels this way is that the inhabitants of her small world are all a group of 'monsters' with distorted bodies, unable to communicate normally like humans, but the god of doom still cherishes these believers.

"Then let's go see something interesting, it just so happens that I'm a little tired of this kind of superhero play."

Caring Ping turned around in mid-air, and came to Xu Yan, who was cheering for the flash, and Lin Qianru, who was thinking about something with a worried face.

"Little Swallow, don't watch superheroes here, the supervillain's 'artist's spectatorship is also open, do you want to go and see it?" Caring Ping stood in front of Xu Yan and said.

"Artists... Then you might as well go to see Fusion Man. Xu Yan didn't seem to be a little cold.

Most of the people who visit this world are fans of superheroes, in order to peek into the daily life and private life of these superheroes, and how can they be in the mood to see those supervillains.

It's a pity that Xu Yan's complaint has no meaning in front of Guan Ping, who just waved her hand lightly, and turned the scene they were in from the bustling streets of New York City to an eerie underground laboratory.

"How do you say change it? I haven't finished watching the flash yet! Xu Yan showed the anger that a spectator who was robbed of the remote control should have.

However, her complaints were soon suppressed with the constant red-light warnings in the underground laboratory.

"What's going on, what's going on? Which superhero is kicking the artist's door again? ”

Xu Yan immediately gossiped, this underground laboratory is the base camp that the artist just established during the serialization of the series, and from the plot timeline, even superheroes don't know about the existence of this base camp now.

No matter how you look at it, this is a stage for a movie-level event, but this well-prepared stage was invaded by someone before it was on the screen.

Xu Yan's first reaction was which superhero found out about this and came over to find out the situation first.

But when the door of the underground laboratory was pushed open, the person standing behind the door was a person who made all the fans present... I felt a strange figure.

It was a man with a poor white foundation on his face... is dressed in a delicate purple foundation, and the overall dress looks extremely weird clown.

"This is a new hero that hasn't been revealed yet? But how do you feel a little oozing..."

"It should be the new villain, right?"

There were still a small number of visitors in this underground laboratory, and Xu Yan could hear the voices of these small audiences.

But soon came the artist's weird ridicule... is reminding the audience that the clown who broke into the door is not in the same group as his supervillain!

"Come and see who this is? Are you separated from the circus? I can't guarantee that you'll be able to get out of here safely without giving me a good reason, even if there is... I'm afraid it won't work. ”

The artist is a mad scientist in a white coat just by looking at him, but villains who know him well know that this mad scientist has a terrifying power that can tear apart two spaces.

In terms of combat effectiveness alone, it is the top category in this superhero world.

"What am I here for? Think about it...", the clown was extremely calm, and he couldn't see any of the crazy gestures in Lu Ren's original case, and he muttered for a while before explaining his intentions, "I'm here to educate you." ”

"Education... I? ”

On the contrary, the artist showed a crazy smile after being amused by the clown, but the next second before the laughter ended, the artist's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and flashed to the clown's side in the blink of an eye.

He wielded the terrifying impact of distorted space in his hands, ready to swing at the clown in front of him.

"A guy who is dying, how can he educate..."

Before the artist could finish his words, he wanted to swing at the clown's wrist, but he grabbed him.

In the next second, the clown grabbed his cheek with an extremely violent gesture, and the artist was pushed to the ground to the point where he could not move.

The artist also wanted to drive the spatial power of his hands to tear apart the funny clown in front of him, but the clown suddenly took off the smiling rose medal he was wearing on his chest, and a strange gas spread to the artist's face from the medal.

After the artist inhaled this burst of gas, the space-distorting power in his body suddenly dissipated, and he clutched his throat and coughed incessantly.

"What did you do?"

"It's just a prop to calm you down, don't worry... Definitely won't kill you. ”

While the clown spoke, the artist still tried to resist, but was pushed to the ground by the clown and couldn't move at all.

"Whatever you want me to do, my answer is impossible! None of those damn superheroes brought me to my knees, let alone you clown out of nowhere! The artist gritted his teeth and said coldly.

"Yield? I don't have the bother to enslave or control you, I just think... You're pathetic. ”

The demeanor and tone of this clown, as well as what he said, if Lu Ren was watching from the sidelines, he would definitely say loudly to his father, 'It doesn't taste right!' It doesn't taste right! ’。

But Lu Yicheng has the consideration of Lu Yicheng, and the most important thing is this clown's heart-attacking technique... I'm afraid it's not much worse than the clown who has fallen into the chaos of evil.

"Pathetic?"

The artist burst out laughing out loud when he heard the clown describe himself.

"You ignorant clown! Don't think that if you use poison to control me for the time being, I can do whatever I want! I have the spatial power of an entire universe in my hands, and I can raze the city where your circus is located if I only want to! Then you will understand who the truly pathetic people are! ”

"And then? Do you continue to be defeated by those superheroes? The clown said the first sentence that pierced the artist's heart with extreme indifference.

"Those damn guys can't always destroy the 'work of art' I've created! One day they will be terrified of my masterpiece! The artist seems to be convinced that his next plot will definitely succeed.

But the clown suddenly grabbed him and dragged him to the console of the laboratory, and then played the artist's 'masterpieces' in the past.

"The catastrophe that fuses New York with another world, summoning mechanical creations from another dimension to invade Washington, is this what you call a masterpiece?"

The Joker recounts the 'world-destroying' catastrophes that the artist has created for these superheroes in the past.

"Why doesn't that count?" The artist asks rhetorically.

"Have you ever thought about these 'masterpieces of art' that you have created that really make these superheroes feel scared and frightened?" The clown asks another question that stunned the artist.

"An entire city is on the verge of destruction! I've also cornered several heroes, how can that not be considered a fear for them? The artist still stubbornly asks the clown.

But the Joker suddenly pressed his cheek against the screen below, and then forcibly made the artist open his eyes to see the disaster record he had created in the past.

"The catastrophe you've created hasn't shaken the foundations of these superheroes! The Fusion Syndicate still stands tall in this world! Even the disasters you created made these superheroes even more needed by the people! Not only will they not be afraid, but they will need to thank you! And the one who really panics about these disasters! It's the general public! Ordinary people like you in the past! ”

The Joker forcibly snapped the artist's eyelids open to keep him from blinking his eyes as he watched the superheroes stand on top of the ruins.

"You claim to be an artist, but the 'art' created by an artist is not something that everyone can appreciate, you want those superheroes to appreciate your 'art' and make them feel terrified... But you simply didn't do it! No matter how much you try to destroy the city and cause problems for these superheroes, you can't make them feel 'scared' at all, and it's a complete failure! ”

The artist looks at the superheroes standing on the ruins and suddenly realizes that what the clown said seems to be somewhat correct.

What he's done in the past seems... It's just to bring suffering to those ordinary people, and then bring a little 'little trouble' to this group of superheroes, and it can't shake their foundation at all.

"That's... How, exactly? The artist's throat shuddered.

"You need to arm yourself with the right mind first." The Joker let go of the artist, patted the dust off his shoulder, and whispered, "And then gather your strength... Take the right action. ”

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