Superman

"Nonsense! The second game didn't take an hour and a half from the beginning to the end!"

"It must be a temporary playoff"

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Strange, who was in the live broadcast, slowly walked out of the transmission channel expanded by the beacon, but found that he did not return to the real world, but came to a strange place.

"This is where?"

He looked puzzled.

Looking through the slit of the helmet, he looked at the surrounding environment.

The flat land stretches as far as the eye can see, with clumps of weeds underfoot.

Desolate, empty.

This is Strange's first impression.

"The space is not stable, it feels like a different dimension existing in the dimensional gap."

Luke who appeared later said softly.

What came into view was a gloomy small town.

In his perception, this world is crumbling, like a dying candle that is about to go out.

"This is San Van Gonza, a place long forgotten."

An old cowboy riding over replied.

He seemed like an NPC who appeared at the right time, answering Strange's doubts.

"Welcome, San Vangonza."

The old man with a vicissitudes of life took off his cowboy hat and gave a slight signal.

Luke's eyes moved slightly, and the town of San Van Gonzale seemed to have a little impression.

"My name is Cartersley."

The old cowboy, then introduced himself.

Hearing the name, Luke raised his eyebrows, as if he had guessed something.

Cartersley was Mephisto's first Ghost Rider.

With the addition of the small town of San Van Gonza, everything seems to be getting more interesting.

Just as he was thinking about what the third test was about, the transmission channels expanded one by one and appeared on the desolate land.

The seven combatants who passed the test came out of it, plus Strange, exactly eight candidates.

"What happened? The game is over before I meet my first opponent."

Sol saw an acquaintance, and ran over excitedly.

He held the Storm Axe with regret in his eyes.

Before the start of a great battle, the result was cleared.

"Someone ended the game."

The secret guest carried a big sword that was as tall as a man, and looked at Luke with ambiguous eyes.

Between these two people, it can be regarded as knowing the depth and the length of the intimate relationship.

"He eliminated six contestants, so we can only go straight to the next game."

The queen of Limbo is also a popular contestant in the Contest, and her words carry weight.

The other candidates couldn't help showing shocked expressions.

Looking at Strange and Luke, there was a hint of vigilance.

"It looks like we're going to be targeted."

Feeling the change in the atmosphere, Luke said easily.

He can't wait for the remaining candidates to rush forward and give himself another chance to end the game.

It's just that after a little brainstorming, I know that the theme of the third game must be different from the previous one.

Weishandi would not let an overly powerful participant pass the three tests with ease.

Those dimensional demon gods always like to make simple things complicated.

"save."

Strange held the beacon and said in a low voice, "We want to save this town. This is the final test."

Luke was slightly surprised, curled his lips and said, "If it's this, I probably can't help much,"

He is only good at physical transcendence, and has little say in saving others.

That's Superman on the set next door, and Captain America's day-to-day missions.

Compared with influencing others and giving them a spiritual destination, Luke is more used to erasing each other from existence and solving problems once and for all.

That's easy and time-consuming.

"Everyone in the town, they all sold their souls to Mephisto."

Strange is like a player receiving a mission, telling the specific content.

"What we have to do is to lead those people back to the right path and let them rest in peace."

The rest of the candidates were also instructed and breathed a sigh of relief.

If it was a test of individual strength like the previous game, they might not be a match for Superman.

"Hehe, it's a novel experience for the people who save the town."

Dr. Voodoo, with black braids, strode towards the small town of San Van Gonzal.

He seemed to have an idea and couldn't wait to implement it.

Modu stared at Casillas fiercely, and then followed.

The latter sneered and walked in another direction.

Loki kicked Thor, with his hands behind his back, kicking the weeds restlessly with his toes.

"gone."

She glanced at Luke thoughtfully, then left.

"See you in that town."

Thor scratched his head and followed Loki's footsteps.

Seeing the competitors entering the arena, Strange took off his heavy armor with great difficulty, panting, "What should we do?"

It was a pity that he didn't use his enchanted AK47 Fire Unicorn in the second match.

"Let's go and see what the degenerate town residents who sold their souls to the devil have become."

Intuition told Luke that this test was not easy.

Chapter 263 In the small town, the first day

Chapter 263 Gang Boss, Religious Leader, Righteous Light

San Van Gonza used to be a good place with simple folk customs and outstanding people.

Although it has not yet reached the level of not picking up things on the road and not closing the door at night.

However, under the joint management of the sheriff and the mayor, there have been no crimes such as theft and vendetta for several years.

It can be predicted that if the Ming town is selected in the west, San Van Gonzale will definitely win the first place.

It's just that fate often likes to play a bad joke on people when they are caught off guard.

One day, the old devil stepped into San Vangunza.

He deceived the mayor and bewitched the sheriff.

Provoke the greed of small town residents and magnify their inner selfishness.

And finally, through another well-planned conspiracy.

The God who makes everyone go down the road of depravity and betray their faith.

"Three thousand fallen souls were sealed in a contract."

Cartersley, who was leading a horse, said in a deep voice.

"Later, Mephisto ordered me to retrieve the contract for him and open the gates of hell."

"I fled and hid until I was found by the Sorcerer Supreme."

Carter Slay, was originally a young Texas Mounted Police.

Because of his own greed, he committed a wrong thing and was arrested and imprisoned.

In order to gain freedom, he sold his soul to Mephisto and became the Ghost Rider chosen by the other party.

"What about the contract?"

Strange, who walked into the town, kept looking around.

Everything seemed to be not as bad as what Cartersley said, and the residents of the town did not react excessively except for casting curious eyes on the outsiders.

They all looked very friendly, and they couldn't see where they were going to be rescued.

"Still taken by Mephisto."

The old cowboy said regretfully.

"But he didn't open the gates of the world and hell. The Supreme Sorcerer stopped that old devil's plan."

"It's just the town of Saint Van Gonzale, the souls of three thousand fallen people will be enslaved by him forever and cannot be freed."

"They are stained with sin and betray God, they cannot go to heaven, and they cannot escape the control of Mephisto."

Cartersley stopped suddenly, looked at this seemingly normal and peaceful town, shook his head and said, "What you are seeing now is just the projection of the rift in hell."

"The real town of San Van Gonzale has long been dilapidated and forgotten."

Hearing that part of the past, Strange felt a little heavy.

"Then how do I save them?"

he asked subconsciously.

"I can't give you an answer. This is Weissandi's test for you."

Cartersley shrugged, and he also hoped that someone could give the town residents of San Vangunza a complete relief.

Those [-] suffering souls have not rested until now.

"You can move freely in the town."

Cartersley left this sentence, and then rode away.

He is just the guide and bystander of this game.

"You're on your own, Stephen."

Luke patted Strange on the shoulder, saying that this game is up to you to play.

Compared with the previous two games, with exact goals, the final test is obviously much more difficult.

Emperor Weishan did not promulgate any rules, but only delineated a vague range, and the rest had to be explored and discovered by the participants themselves.

"By the way, friendly advice, if you can't figure out what to do, you might as well look at those competitors."

Luke is going to find a hotel at random, and then go fishing.

He didn't intend to ignore Strange and let Strange play on his own.

It's just that there is too little information so far, and it will take some time to observe.

"Competitor"

Strange thought about it.