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Chapter 213 Unrivaled Grass-Cutting

"Chirp!"

Sharp, eerie screechs erupted simultaneously from several directions, and Morodys burst forth, lunging straight at Du Mu and Wade, who were standing on the open ground of the ruins!

boom!boom!boom!boom!

Gunshots rang out as Du Mu gripped a golden Desert Eagle in each hand, the muzzle flashes as energy bullets precisely pierced the heads of Morodys, splattering yellowish, foul-smelling bodily fluids everywhere.

However, these monsters seemed utterly unaware of fear, charging forward relentlessly. As soon as one fell, it was trampled over by the surging horde of its kind.

"Little ones, run into Daddy Wade's arms!"

Wade greeted them with a sneer, his twin blades flashing coldly. Before the Morodys could even swing their claws, the few Morodys that rushed close were dismembered amidst mournful screams, their limbs and flesh scattering in all directions along the trajectory of the blades.

The two were extremely efficient at killing.

In a short time, many grotesque monster corpses were scattered among the rubble around them.

"Chirp chirp—"

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However, more shrill screams rose from the depths of the ruins.

Countless Morodys emerged from all directions, climbing over ruins and leaping over abandoned vehicles, surging towards the center where the two were like a gray-yellow tide!

"A human wave tactic?"

Du Mu grinned; he was least afraid of a human wave tactic.

The next moment, the golden Desert Eagle in his hand switched into a Gatling gun, and the six barrels began to slowly rotate, the speed soaring in an instant, turning into a blurry afterimage.

Da da da da da da—!

The deafening roar instantly tore through the air, overwhelming all other sounds!

Blazing flames erupted from the gun muzzle, a metallic storm suddenly formed, and countless bullets converged into a massive barrage, pouring towards the dense, gray-yellow waves!

Faced with the terrifying firepower of the Gatling gun, these Morodys were as fragile as paper. The Morodys at the front were torn apart almost the instant they came into contact with the barrage of bullets, exploding into clouds of blood mist!

"Cool!"

Du Mu was having a great time, experiencing a sense of exhilaration, like a peerless mowing-down-the-grass.

"A generous gift of crabs! Where did you pull this huge, thick thing out of there?"

Wade was immediately taken aback, then chuckled and shamelessly leaned closer: "Hey bro! Lend me your big, thick thing so we can both have some fun!"

Hearing Wade's outrageous words, Du Mu looked disgusted and tossed the Gatling gun in his hand to him to prevent the guy from bothering him about this.

"Hahaha! Little guys, line up and get a taste of Daddy Wade's big, thick weapon!"

Wade laughed exaggeratedly as he unleashed a barrage of fire from the Gatling gun.

However, his accuracy was really poor. The muzzle shook wildly up, down, left, and right due to the powerful recoil, and at least half of the bullets he fired missed. He relied mainly on luck when it came to marksmanship.

Du Mu pulled out another Gatling gun from his game inventory, the barrel spinning rapidly, and began a new round of mowing.

The roar of two Gatling guns echoed wildly through the ruined streets, and golden shell casings piled up at the feet of the two men, almost covering the surrounding ground.

However, despite the ferocious firepower, the number of Morodys did not decrease at all; they seemed endless. As soon as one batch fell, more would immediately emerge from the shadows, making them impossible to kill completely.

Just as Wade was about to run out of bullets in his Gatling gun, a columnar light tube emitting a blinding white light suddenly spun down from the sky and crashed onto the open ground in front of the two men.

"Chirp—!!"

Within the area covered by the white light, Morodys, who had been fearless just moments before, now seemed to be burned by invisible flames, letting out a terrified, sharp scream.

Their charge suddenly froze, and they desperately pushed backward, trying to escape the area covered by the light, clearing a vacuum zone in front of the two in the blink of an eye.

Du Mu and Wade stopped shooting at the same time and looked in surprise at the source of the light.

High up, on a broken beam at the edge of a half-collapsed building, stood a slender figure.

He wore an old long robe and vest, and held a bow and arrow with purple fletching in his hand. His gray hair and beard fluttered in the wind. Notably, his eyes were completely white, making him look like a member of the Hyuga clan.

[NPC: Clinton Barton]

Codename: Hawkeye

【Favourability: 0】

[Evaluation: Twilight Hawk, an Hawkeye who awakened glaucoma, one of the most tragic Hawkeyes in the parallel universe?]

Du Mu turned to Wade: "Didn't you say you could only travel to the sets of the Fox universe? How come there's an older version of Hawkeye here?"

Wade scratched his butt: "What the hell? Did Marvel successfully acquire Fox without my knowledge, so the copyrights from both sides are starting to merge?"

Hearing the two talking as if no one else was around, Eagle Eyes frowned: "You two! Making such a commotion here, are you trying to attract the entire city of Morodys?"

"Hey! Don't blame us for this!"

Wade tilted his head back and shouted nonchalantly, "These overly enthusiastic kids started it! We called it self-defense, and at most it's a tiny bit overdone!"

Eagle Eyes sniffed the thick smell of gunpowder and fish in the air, his lips twitching slightly: "You call this a little bit? Don't you know these things are extremely photophobic, and only enough light is needed to drive them away?"

"You should have said so earlier."

Upon hearing this, Du Mu immediately raised his hand.

In an instant, a burst of intense white light exploded from his palm, sweeping across the entire street and illuminating every corner of the ruins as if they were being exposed to the midday sun.

"Aaaaaah! My titanium alloy dog ​​eyes!!"

Wade screamed and rolled around, clutching his eye patch.

The Morodys reacted even more violently; their skin sizzled and burned in the bright light, emitting puffs of white smoke, and a chorus of mournful howls erupted as they scrambled and crawled away into the shadows.

In less than ten seconds, the surrounding area was completely empty.

Wade stretched out his arms, groping aimlessly in the air, his voice filled with anguish: "Dude, I can't see anything! Am I blind? No! I still have several terabytes of new movies to watch on my computer! My spiritual sustenance... Wait, what's this thick, hard thing?"

boom!

Gunshots rang out, and Wade, gripping the golden Desert Eagle, fell to the ground.

Du Mu coldly tucked the gun barrel from his crotch.

Where is this sand sculpture trying to touch?

Eagle Eye: (—°A°)—D

Hawkeye was shocked. Although he had awakened his glaucoma and could no longer see anything, his senses were exceptionally sharp, and he instantly judged what was happening below.

That man actually killed his own companion!

Betrayal? Double-crossing?

Various guesses flashed through his mind, and Eagle Eyes' heart sank.

He suddenly realized that the person he had just helped was probably not a kind person.

Without further ado, Hawkeye turned and left decisively.

Upon seeing this, Du Mu immediately gave chase: "Eagle Eye, wait, I have something to do..."

Before he finished speaking, Hawkeye turned around abruptly, drew his bow and nocked an arrow with lightning speed!

call out!

An arrow pierced the air and struck Du Mu squarely in the face.

Du Mu reacted extremely quickly, dodging the attack by sidestepping. The arrow embedded itself in the rock wall behind him, its tail feathers trembling violently.

But it's not over yet.

Eagle Eye didn't pause at all. Listening to the wind and determining the location, his fingers had already drawn three arrows from the quiver. Without aiming, the bowstring twanged repeatedly!

call out!call out!call out!

The three arrows, arranged in a triangular pattern, shot towards Du Mu almost simultaneously!

Du Mu was too lazy to dodge. A flash of white light appeared around him, and an energy shield enveloped his entire body, blocking the arrows and preventing him from suffering any harm.

At the same time, he activated his silent walking skill, and the sounds of his footsteps, the rustling of his clothes, and even his breathing seemed to be absorbed, transforming him into a mysterious silent walking man, silently and swaggering straight toward Hawkeye.

After firing his three arrows, Eagle Eye immediately held his breath and listened intently, but he heard nothing.

"Resolved?"

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt his hand go lightly, and his bow and arrows were snatched away!

Eagle Eye: (—°A°)—

Du Mu shook his head: "If you're blind, don't play with bows and arrows. What if you accidentally hurt someone else? I'll keep this bow for you for now."

Eagle Eye was startled when he suddenly heard Du Mu's voice and instinctively clenched his fist and punched him!

"ah!!"

A scream rang out instantly, but it wasn't Du Mu who made the sound; it was Eagle Eye.

Damn it! Why is this guy wearing a mask?!

Hawkeye cursed under his breath and shook his numb hand.

Just as he was about to launch another attack, a cold gun barrel was suddenly pressed against his forehead.

"Calm down, Hawkeye, I mean you no harm," Du Mu reassured him.

Hawkeye: "...

"...I feel it, so can you put the gun down?"

"cannot."

Hawkeye:

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Du Mu asked, "Why did you attack me?"

"Is that even a question?"

Hawkeye sneered, "You know my codename. Who else could it be but those damn supervillains?"

"Can't he be a superhero?"

"Haha, you're joking. There are no superheroes left in this world."

Du Mu raised an eyebrow: "Why?"

"You actually asked me why?"

Hawkeye seemed to hear something laughable, and said sarcastically, "Isn't it because you supervillains teamed up and killed most of the superheroes?"

Du Mu was immediately taken aback.

The world's superheroes were actually wiped out by a team of supervillains?

He never imagined that after experiencing the end times of mutants, he would turn around and arrive at the end times of superheroes.

"What! All the superheroes are dead! What about my Spider-Man!?" Wade appeared beside the two of them without them even noticing.

"You're not dead?"

Hawkeye was dumbfounded.

He thought Du Mu had murdered his companion, but he never expected Wade to be so alive and kicking.

"It's just a blow to the head, it's a minor injury, I'll be fine after a rest." Wade waved his hand dismissively.

This ability, this silly style, and this voice...

"Deadpool?" Hawkeye asked tentatively.

Wade immediately put his hands on his hips and nodded smugly: "That's right, I am the lovable, irresistible Mr. Wade with hundreds of billions of fans worldwide. How about an autograph and a photo?"

Eagle Eyes exclaimed in surprise: "I remember you were just a head, locked in a jar as an exhibit. How did you end up here?"

Who has such a heavy taste to treat Wade as an exhibit?

Seeing this, Du Mu bluntly said, "You may not believe it, but we are not native to this world. We come from other parallel worlds and have only recently arrived in this world."

"Are you serious? Parallel world? Time travel?"

Hawkeye looked utterly bewildered, as if he had heard a fairy tale.

Du Mu nodded: "Of course, in my world, we are all members of the 'Kick Nick Fury Alliance'."

What kind of name is this?!

Hawkeye was speechless, still half-believing Du Mu's words, after all, the idea of ​​traveling through worlds was just too outrageous.

He simply followed up on Du Mu's question and asked, "Then what is your purpose in coming into this world?"

Du Mu didn't hide anything: "We are looking for and recruiting some mutants with healing abilities to join our team. By the way, do you know anyone who fits this description? If you provide accurate information, there will be a reward."

"A mutant with healing abilities?"

Hawkeye hesitated for a few seconds, then slowly said, "I do know someone like that."

Du Mu's eyes lit up: "Who is it?"

"Wolverine, Logan."

It's Wolverine again.

Du Mu was speechless.

Why is it that every world's healing factor user is accompanied by Wolverine? He already has three Wolverine variants in his team. At this rate, his team name will probably have to be changed to Wolverine Alliance.

Wolverine it is, it's better than nothing.

Suppressing his urge to complain, Du Mu pressed on, "Do you know his whereabouts?"

"I know, he came here with me, he's just a few hundred meters away now."

Hawkeye was determined that as long as he found Logan, he could team up with him to defeat the two guys.

Even if they can't win, at least they can escape.

Du Mu nodded: "Alright, take us there."

Led by Hawkeye, Du Mu and Wade arrived at an open space.

Before they even got close, they saw a dozen or so strong young men beating an elderly man.

It was a real will-o'-the-wisp; the motorcycle wheels emitted orange-red flames, illuminating the surroundings so brightly that even Morodys dared not show his face.

The old man they beat was no ordinary person either; he was the Wolverine that Du Mu was looking for.

[NPC: James Logan Howlett]

Codename: Wolverine

【Favourability: 0】

[Evaluation: Old Man Wolf, the one who wiped out the X-Men, one of the most tragic Wolverines in parallel universes]

Wiping out the X-Men?

Du Mu's expression turned strange.

It wasn't that he looked down on Logan; with Logan's strength, unless he was cheating, how could he possibly defeat so many X-Men?

Putting everything else aside, his evil bald head alone could instantly turn him into a three-year-old girl searching for milk everywhere.

At this moment, Mulang was being brutally beaten by the burly Ghostfire, who kept slamming his weapon into his head, causing blood to splatter everywhere.

Strangely, the wolf remained lying on the ground, refusing to fight back.

"What a piece of trash!"

A burly man with a ghostly fire laughed disdainfully, raising his spiked club to deliver a vicious blow to Twilight Wolf.

boom!

The young man with the will-o'-the-wisp suddenly had a brilliant idea and died with a smile on his face.

Du Mu walked over slowly: "Logan, how come you always end up so miserable in every world?"