Heim's underworld, where the undead gather.

Thousands of undead surrounded Tony, Eric and Thor, like an endless ocean. They surrounded them without saying a word, but without saying a word, as if they treated the three living people as pure food.

Unfortunately, the three of them were not so easy to swallow. The Iron Man repulsive cannon and various missiles were fully fired; Eric was surrounded by green and purple light, turning into afterimages and rushing left and right among the crowd; Thor called out a flash of lightning and attached it to the divine hammer, as if he had held thunder itself in his hand and swept across the army.

These three people were extremely brave. The souls that surged like a tide did not even have the chance to meet them, and they were scattered one by one by one by the fierce attack.

Thor shouted loudly, and the unparalleled lightning tore the dark sky and fell, and the blue current shone through the earth in a radius of several miles. Eric also had a huge green light on his body, bursting out in a hemispherical shape with the extreme power, mixing with the blue thunder, and immediately tore the body of the dead soul around him into powder. Iron Man released a red laser on his wrists, circling 360 degrees on the spot, and the red laser immediately cut off all the dead souls around him in half!

The three of them exploded in one round, and countless souls shattered, but that did not work. In just a moment, the shattered souls were reorganized again, recovered as before, and continued to surround them.

After all, this is the underworld, and the residents here are originally dead. No matter how strong you are, how do you kill someone who is already dead?

At this moment, the rich black air condensed into a dark entity directly above everyone, which was a truly visible breath of death. The black dead air condensed into a black cloak and armor. A stunning woman with a graceful figure and pale face floated in the air like a mighty king, swept across the audience with a cold and sharp gaze.

In an instant, all the undead stopped moving and looked up at the figure in the air in an orderly manner. The scene seemed to be pilgrimage to the devout believers.

"Get out!"

The woman shouted loudly, and the crisp sound was like flowing water. When the souls of the underworld heard it, they immediately turned around obediently and disappeared into the thick black fog like a retreating tide. They came silently and left without any sound. In just a few seconds, there was no trace of the tens of thousands of dead souls.

The woman landed lightly, her eyes swept over Eric and Tony, and then landed straight on Thor.

"What wind blows the great son of the Immortal Palace?"

"Hela." Thor stared at the head of the underworld, the goddess of death, Hela, and said, "We need to know something."

In the suburbs of the coastal city, Hands' homes are all in their homes.

Surrounded by several zombies, Batman calmly swept across them all, his brain running quickly.

Without a slight resurrection, these people were undoubtedly dead for a long time, but they were moved by some unknown method, like a puppet. Maybe it was some kind of black magic, or something else.

But undoubtedly, they are dead, which means it doesn't matter how much hands they put.

Thinking of this, the three darts that Batman had already locked in his hand immediately came out and threw them at the young man and zombie on his left with a sound of breaking through the air. At the same time, he also flipped over the table and flew over to catch up with him.

This book is also his usual move - using darts to attract attention. He also flew with extremely fast skills, and the effect has always been good. Unfortunately, the one standing in front of him this time was just a puppet of the walking dead, and he didn't even have his own thinking, so it was even more impossible to be distracted by a few darts. Three darts were inserted into his forehead with a "sneer", but he himself ignored it and reached out to grab Batman in front of him.

Seeing this, Batman pressed his palm on the table, and changed direction halfway, and turned to sweep the young man on his right hand. But the guy was not weak at all. He raised his arm to block Batman's powerful leg. His body didn't even shake, and then he stretched out his claws to grab his ankle.

Batman jumped up, fell from the table to behind several people, and strangled the old man's zombie's neck from behind. His elbows exerted force, and hundreds of pounds of force immediately acted on the old man's dry neck, but it was like a rock sinking into the sea without any effect.

You know, generally speaking, 11 pounds of force can break a person's throat, and Batman has used ten times more force than this, but the old man remained unmoved, and instead hit Batman's abdomen with one elbow, causing him to fly backwards, knocking the table over and hitting it firmly on the wall behind.

The body was painful, as if all internal organs and every bone were sore, but he still couldn't breathe. The old lady who came out first had already stepped forward with a kitchen knife and pointed it at Batman's head and raised it high. The blade was shivering under the reflection of the light. Batman quickly rolled and avoided again, and the sharp knife broke through the wall with a whistling strong wind.

Although the old lady was thin, her hands were not slow at all. With a knife, she immediately pulled out the kitchen knife, drew a top-down arc and chased Batman again. Batman, at this time, had already pinched the bat dart in her hand, stepped on it in the suffocating sword wind, and the bat dart in her hand darted out a pitch-black track to meet it.

With a snorkeling, half of the old lady's arm and the kitchen knife flashing with a cold light in her hand all came out into the air, and the arm was suddenly cut off by Batman. The kitchen knife was nailed into the wall with a "click" and the hilt was also on the hilt, along with the old lady's half of the arm.

But she had no feeling at all when her broken arm was still flying in the air. When the broken arm was still flying in the air, the old lady had already raised her right leg and kicked Batman hard between the chest and abdomen. Such a sudden and unreasonable surprise attack could not be avoided, and Batman opened his mouth and sprayed blood, and landed heavily on the floor. But after he landed on the ground, he did not get up, but rolled away, pulling open the wide black cloak to cover his whole body.

As the old lady lowered her head, another bat dart had been inserted into her chest at some point, and the red indicator light flashed and disappeared.

It was a blasting bat dart.

"boom!"

A huge roar rang through the night and echoed between the cemetery. The powerful shock wave shattered all the glass on the first floor of the house, almost overturning the roof, and flames burst out from the window. The door was pushed open by the hot air waves, and a fire-ridden chair flew out of the door, rolling and falling into the rain. After a moment, it was extinguished in the torrential rain, with a slight white air emitting.

The entire Hand residence turned into a sea of ​​fire.
Chapter completed!