Chapter 1972: Warriors Challenge

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Hela, who was on the other side of the phone, almost died out of laughter. Alvin hung up the phone and looked at the sky angrily.

Only 5 seconds later, Heimdall's voice rang in Alvin's ears.

After a long helpless sigh, Hamdall, the elevator guard, said in a tired voice: "Mr. Tomahawk, you are also a soldier. You should understand that in the face of trials, all the soldiers have to do is face them.

The test site established by the ‘abnormal’ is the standard for the formation of warriors and the most solemn ceremony in the universe.

Although those ‘abnormal’s’ are cruel, this rule is universally recognized.

Your friend is facing a challenge, and interrupting the challenge is disrespect for the warriors!

To break the rules of trials is disrespect for everyone! "

Alvin was stunned for a moment, and said: "Did John Witkey and the Rockets enter voluntarily?

According to you, if someone strayed into it, then he still needs to die for the title of ‘Warrior’? "

Heimdall obviously knew a lot. He sighed and said: "Except for the sacrifice, few people will stray into it. It is unique that the tester himself has died before he wakes up.

Alvin, I can use the Rainbow Bridge to force you in, but as long as the Rainbow Bridge touches the protection of the pyramid, it will start to self-destruct.

And I will never use the Rainbow Bridge to bring the people out of it, because if the trial is not over and ‘run away’, the pyramid will leave the mark of ‘loser’ on the ‘runaway’.

You may not feel it, but when you face other races in the universe, you will know that this kind of mark will be a torture, and no one will look at the ‘losers’ with a positive eye.

The ‘abnormal’ or ‘predator’ are disgusted by the life of the universe, because they ignore other people’s ideas and create many trial grounds all over the cosmos, and they enjoy it!

But those who can get the "Warrior Insignia" will be respected everywhere!

This is a kind of glory recognized by the gods!

That John Witkey and Rocket Raccoon are very powerful, and the equipment is not bad, why don't you let them try? "

Alvin looked at Chiron beside him and nodded solemnly to him. He understood why this demigod teacher kept telling himself about ancient times, but he didn't mention how to rescue John Witkey and the others.

There is no way, you can use the Rainbow Bridge to send them out, or you can force them in to rescue them yourself.

The big deal is a ‘Tungus Explosion’, and I can also ask Gu Yi Mage for help to see if the mirror space can offset some of the damage.

But can John Witkey and Rocket Raccoon bear the price of "Mark of the Loser"?

With Alvin's knowledge of John Witkey, he guessed that this dude could not accept it.

Alvin doesn't know what the "mark of the loser" is, but it must be a very obvious mark to spread throughout the universe.

Alvin was silent for a long time. He glanced at Chiron, who remained silent, and then raised his head and said: "Hamdall, we can't contact the two guys inside now, can you do it?

I have to confirm their wishes. They are here to do the work for me. I can't just watch them face danger like this.

They don't know anything now, and it is very unfair to them without preparation.

Could it be that those ‘predators’ faced trials in the same situation? "

Heimdall regretfully said: "The Trial Tower will not give people a chance to cheat, and I can't see the situation inside unless I use the Rainbow Bridge.

but……"

Heimdall fell silent after speaking halfway, obviously not wanting to say the next thing.

Alvin knew that Heimdall might have a way to cheat, but the upright **** was reluctant to say that the sublime level of this trial obviously exceeded Alvin's imagination.

Having said that, Alvin didn't want to waste time on Heimdall. He had a good reason, but he had nothing to do with Heimdall.

Even this upright deity may think that his actions are protecting John Witkey's honor.

Alvin chose not to entangle with Heimdall, and instead walked to the little tortoise Donatello, and said: "There are many ways to send a message. Since you can receive the positioning signal of the monster uniform, you should have Ways to contact them."

Donatello covered his forehead and thought for a while, and said, "Boss, the positioning system of the monster combat uniform is compatible with the life monitoring system. This is designed by Dr. Banner and uses'gamma rays' as the positioning source.

Dr. Banner's use of ‘gamma rays’ is obviously much more mature than that of some ‘predator’, so we can receive the positioning signal of the combat uniform.

We can’t reach John through the locator..."

Speaking, Donatello looked at Michelangelo next to him with weird eyes, and said, "John is a real tough guy, right?"

Michelangelo, who was somewhat depressed, nodded in frustration, and said, "Of course, John is the hardest man I have ever seen. He is only slightly worse than Frank."

Donatello listened and said in a strange tone: "If I use the'gamma signal' to bypass the life monitoring system of the behemoth combat uniform and let it stimulate John's heart, can he bear it?"

Michelangelo was a smart turtle. He looked at his buddy in shock and said, "You mean sending a'Morse code' with electric shocks?"

John can pee his pants, he will kill us when he comes out! "

Raphael, the first strong tortoise, came up and patted Donatello on the shoulder, and said: "It's better to pee on your pants than to carry the'mark of the loser'."

…………

In a closed room in the pyramid, John Witkey was awakened by a furry claw.

He sat up vigilantly, and found that the Rocket Raccoon was tapping his face with his paws.

The tactical glasses on his face had been lost, and John Witkey could only look around with the dim light scattered on the rock wall.

When he saw two disgusting face-holding bugs being pressed under a stone gate, the two hellhounds were barking their teeth at the crack of the door, and he carefully fumbled on his body.

Rocket Raccoon seemed to have seen something particularly funny. He hugged his stomach and pointed at John Witkey, and said, "Hahaha, are you worried that those aliens will sow in your body?

Like what you did with that big fat girl Dalia? Hahaha..."

John Wikker found that there was nothing abnormal on his body, and there were no corpses of worms around. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Where is this place and what time is it now?"

Rocket Raccoon smiled and raised his arm and glanced at the tactical computer on his arm, and said: "We passed out for about an hour and forty minutes. My computer recorded our movement, and now we should be in the alien nest.

You'd better stand up and move around, maybe the guys outside are coming in to find us. "

The temporarily safe environment let John Witkey relax a little bit. He looked at the Rocket Raccoon a little helplessly and said: "I shouldn't believe you. Every explosion you make will make our situation very bad."

Rocket Raccoon jumped up dissatisfiedly and shouted, "Hey, you can't blame me this time!

You threw the bomb out. Shouldn't you ask me before using it?

Without my bomb, we would have been killed by those vicious bugs when we were in the cave.

You have to thank me, it is the Rockets who gave you the opportunity to sit here and still have the strength to complain. "

John Witkey squeezed Rocket Raccoon's mouth, regardless of his punches and kicks scratching himself.

Walked to the two hellhounds and listened to the heavy stone gate for a while.

The harsh sound of a sharp object scratching the wall made him frown, and he let go of the Rocket Raccoon's mouth. John Witkey checked his equipment, and then looked around.

After losing the shot belt on his body, John Witker pulled out the pistol on his waist and checked it, and said, "I lost my gun. There are two aliens outside. Do you have any good ideas?"

The Rocket Raccoon grinned intimidated John Witkey, then bent over to pick up the bullets that John had dropped, unloaded them one by one and checked them, and said, "I can make a bomb to blow this door open... …"

Speaking of Rocket Raccoon, he showed John Witkey the tools on his belt and some things in his backpack, and said: "I can put together a weapon, and then we will go out together.

The situation here is weird and I always feel that it would be dangerous to stay here. "

John Wicker looked at the sparks in his two fat dogs. He shook his head and said, "You don't need to emphasize it, I also know it's dangerous here.

But please be careful this time and don't blow us all up! "

Rocket Raccoon dislikes others' own craftsmanship the most. While taking out the gunpowder from the bullet, he said uncomfortably: "Master Rocket never makes mistakes, but you guys are too stupid. UU reading www.uukānshu. com

This time I must get a head of the opposite **** and make a helmet for Victoria. "

Speaking of Rocket, the raccoon patted his swollen head and said, "Did you see what the opposite sex's nest looks like?

It looks more senior than yours. Those aliens will definitely not repair houses..."

While the Rocket Raccoon was talking, John Witkey suddenly twitched his chest and sat on the ground.

After several convulsions, John Witkey gritted his teeth and vented his curse: "FUCK! I know it's Morse code, you **** talk."

Rocket Raccoon watched John Witkey twitching like a goat, and with the twitching, he wrote a string of abbreviations on the ground.

Until this convulsion was repeated again, John Witkey frothed on the collar of the behemoth combat uniform around his neck and fell heavily to the ground.

Looking at John Witkey, who seemed extremely uncomfortable, Rocket Raccoon rushed anxiously to help him take off his combat uniform, making him let out a long sigh, and fell to the ground smoothly.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that the legendary killer breathed a sigh of relief, and climbed up to the previous position with difficulty, watching the words he recorded and reading: "Predator, trial, victory, warrior, defeat, mark, adventure, YES, NO..."

John Witkey panted and said, "FUCK, what does this mean? This is a trial for us?"

John Witkey has no concept, but Rocket Raccoon still knows about the ‘predator’, a crazy race that is famous throughout the universe.

He covered his mouth in surprise, and said, "'Predator'?

FUCK!

I also have a chance to get the "Warrior Mark"?

How much should I pay for work in the future? "