But Selina, who was initially focused on waiting for an opportunity beside him, didn't move. Bruce asked, "He was just alone, and didn't use any area skills, why didn't you steal from him?"
"Are you dumb? He's deliberately waiting for me," Selina sneered and then said, "I've been doing this for so many years. I can tell who's really off guard and who's fishing."
"Wait a minute, aren't you a flying thief specializing in safes? Have you stolen things from people before??"
"Darling, sometimes I really wonder if you're suffering from dementia. Could it be that the scar on Falcone's face is self-inflicted?"
"Hiss..."
Bruce took a deep breath. He only then remembered that his dear fiancée had scratched the Old Godfather before. Regardless of the origins back then, Bruce believed that the scratch was certainly not part of Falcone's plan.
"Alright, you are simply a lawless fugitive," Bruce said. "Anyone who mixes well in the East District must have some skills."
Selina continued waiting beside him. However, Lord Superman seemed a bit impatient. He was there selling flaws and posing, but the other party just wouldn't come over. Does he have a Mind Reading Technique?
"You got one thing wrong," Lord Batman said over the communication channel, "Lady Kael is indeed a thief, but she's not an ordinary thief. She's a skilled and experienced flying thief. Your kind of acting won't fool her."
Lord Superman had nowhere to vent his anger, so he punched Stark twice. Meanwhile, Steve and Peter also realized that some props were missing, but they didn't notice anyone stealing and thought it was Lord Superman's special skill burning props.
Realizing this, the two actually had some retreating thoughts, because burning like this was really not cost-effective. However, the combination of Superman and Batman was a major enemy for them. Now that the two joined forces, they must take one of his lives, or it would be even less cost-effective.
The two gritted their teeth, preparing to continue their attack. At this moment, another person walked over from afar, and it was Greed.
Natasha chased after him frantically, but Greed's skills indeed restrained the female agent. In the end, Greed still won the battle. Since Natasha lost two lives, Bucky couldn't continue fighting Greed and had to retreat first. Therefore, Greed began searching for items again.
However, already two groups' action points started to cycle, each round able to act dozens of times. Greed's combination had no running skills, only able to move five squares per round, making searches slow and often already looted.
Greed realized he must have encountered map-running monsters, but he had no better option. Unable to search the map, he could only gain resources through fighting. Thus, he followed traces of prior searches and found the group fight scene.
After Greed joined the battle, he didn't move. He was observing the situation on site. Pikachu was still stationary outputting, but retreated further upon Greed's arrival, but clearly wasn't hitting accurately, partly due to the quick movement speeds of the airborne fighters, and partly because the battlefield was too dazzling.
And the two who were swinging fists were evenly matched; Lord Superman had high Attack Power, but Stark had a shield, and the shield could automatically recover, making them unable to cause fundamental damage.
At this moment, Greed keenly noticed a shadow in the snow, squatting in another corner of the battle area. It seemed like there were others in this fight.
Now he had basically understood everyone else's skills, except for one, which was Catwoman Selina's skills still unclear, and deducing from her profession, her skills were likely petty theft.
At this moment, Greed remembered, quickly said to Gray mist, "Check if we're missing any items..."
"Items? Did you use any items? But wasn't it only me who could...God!! My necklace!!!"
Hearing Gray mist's shout, Greed's anger surged, "Alright, alright, finally managed to acquire such a good item, you stole it from me, huh? Nobody lives!!!"
Greed directly attacked, targeting the invisible Selina. An abnormal status appeared atop Selina's head immediately. Bruce was a bit flustered, then said, "Finished, finished, they found you, you seem to not be able to beat them."
"It's fine," Selina actually kept calm, she said, "I have an anti-damage necklace, too. If they want to take me away, they'll have to perish themselves."
Saying this, she directly ended invisibility, boldly walking towards Greed, hugging her arms saying, "Your move's damage is indeed high, but there will be overflow damage, anti-damage props also count overflow damage. You kill me, you'll die, too."
Greed no longer cared, his spiritual state filled, call status triggered, settlement status activated. With a bang, a huge number appeared atop both their heads, together disappearing into a burst of white light, vanishing from the field.
The other three were dumbfounded. Wasn't, what's happening? How did two people die?
In fact, it proves, one should really avoid excitement, especially encountering possible danger. If not turning and fleeing, could very well become collateral damage.
Now just like that, returning to command room, Greed smacked the table: "Gray mist, go big!!!"
As the card was flung, Gray mist immediately liberated into The Nameless Fog, everyone watching him had their Spirit Value reduced by 60%, all falling into terror status.
This terror status wasn't just a symbol on one's head; Bruce, closest to Gray mist, directly experienced Illusion, in the gray mist seemingly lurked countless monsters, various horrid scenes flashing before his eyes, unnamable whispers echoed in his ears.
"Holy shit!" Bruce directly kneeled halfway.
Though not just people on the battlefield; everyone in the command room seeing Gray mist was affected. They always assumed a presence in the command room to be invincible, proves otherwise; not only suffering terror effects, but even drained of Blue Bar!
The command room individuals forcibly deducted 60% Blue Bar, due to the terror scene's influence, unable to clearly see cards before them, card designs turning distorted, text becoming terrifying forbidden knowledge, not even mentioning card play, just a gaze drops Sanity Points dry.
Screams emanated from the command room. And more absurd is, they could even hear each other's screams, proving indeed they were in the same research station, separated perhaps by just one side wall.
The only immune person was Greed. Although the skill effects were somewhat unsatisfactory, because alleged liberation into Nameless object, merely Gray mist spreading a bit, mist condensing slightly more, outward appearance seemingly unchanged.
"Damn planners," Greed cursed, "they gave us such a weak set of skills! Is there any fairness left?!"
Meanwhile, everyone on the battlefield and in the command room was also cursing: "Damn dog planners! They gave those two such a strong skill set; how are the rest of us supposed to play?!"
They thought Anti-Armor Gray Mist and Chanting Greed were strong enough, but unexpectedly there were even higher-level players. Could this Gray Mist actually be a monster that escaped from the spaceship?!
"Forget it, let's try the new cards after switching states," Greed said. Just as he was researching a combo, he suddenly seemed to hear something.
He suddenly felt a shadow overhead, as if the sunlight was blocked. When he looked up, a gigantic spaceship was crashing down straight at him.
Boom!!!!!!!!
The spaceship plummeting from the sky hit the combat area precisely. Instantly, five beams of white light lit up, sending everyone in the combat area back to the command room.
Oddly enough, when they were freed from spiritual pollution and could see the outside scene again, they ended up staring wide-eyed at their teammates.
"Ahhhhhhh!!!"
Stark was the first to scream, like he'd seen a ghost. Steve was also shocked.
"What are you doing here?!"
"What are you doing here?!"
The two spoke in unison, examining each other for a long time before reluctantly accepting the situation. Stark opened his mouth and said, "Isn't one person supposed to be fighting outside and the other commanding? How are both of us in the command room? Program error???"
"What just got you smashed?" Steve said, "Gray Mist's special effects messed us up. I couldn't see anything. How did you come back?"
"I also remember something crashing down. How could Gray Mist's skills be this strong???"
"That seemed like a spaceship," Lord Batman said to the nearby Lord Superman. His willpower was relatively high, so the spiritual pollution wasn't as severe for him, and he could barely see some things. He said, "It's the spaceship we went to explore before, the one that ascended."
"But didn't you say the spaceship's ascent was part of the storyline?"
"Yes, so the spaceship crashing now should also be part of the storyline." Lord Batman analyzed neatly, saying, "The spaceship's ascent earlier should have been to limit our exploration time, and now sending us all back should be to change the game mode."
"Great," Greed said, "we didn't release the monster; we activated the spaceship. We really messed up the storyline, so they had to throw the spaceship back, because that's the only way to release that monster."
"Doesn't matter, we smashed them to death anyway," Gray Mist seemed happy, saying, "My ultimate move scared them all silly; none of them dodged. Hahahahaha!"
"But even so, you could force-swap players at worst. Just throw the ones swapped in back onto the spaceship. Why bring us all into the command room?"
"Probably because it needs to load." Gray Mist said, "Doesn't every cutscene go black for a moment? It's probably similar to that."
"Their tech shouldn't be this bad," Greed shook his head, saying, "Battleworld doesn't involve loading; everything is real-time transmission. Even if we didn't follow the plot, this much time has passed, and they should have written the next part by now. There's no need to make it so awkward; there must be another purpose."
As soon as he finished speaking, he found himself back on the snowy field, not far from the wreckage of the shattered spaceship, with a tall figure rising from it.
Everyone else also reappeared near the wreckage. But this time something seemed different.
"Wait." An existence in a white uniform, blending into the snowy landscape, let out a gasp, but it didn't sound like his usual tone. His next words confirmed his identity, "Superman, it seems like we're both..."
"What the hell?!" Another voice came from his mouth, "How did we become one?!!"
"Can you control the body?"
"It seems I can, but only a bit. I..."
Before the sentence was finished, he plummeted to the ground. Another calmer voice came from his mouth, "Sorry, I'm not very used to a Kryptonian body..."
Everyone noticed the game mode had switched from character switching to cooperative control, instantly changing from a strategy game to a cooperative cooking game.
"Don't move!" Peter shouted, "Don't move my body! Let me control it! My hands and feet aren't as short as yours. You can't move like this..."
"Oh my god, Bruce, you really should work out. Why is there no strength in your arms at all?! Don't we have any rapport at all??"
"Wait, Tony, don't jump forward..."
"Ahhhhh! Ah! ...Jesus! How the hell are you jumping three meters high?! I almost ran out of oxygen!!!"
Greed looked at the others tangled up in front of him, then felt his own body status that hadn't changed a bit, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.