I'm At American Comics: I Have A Magic Simulator

At the moment, the situation suddenly changed!

The fanatics didn't give them any time to rescue the trapped children.

All the captive children were frantically driven away and gathered on the square in the center of the underground cave. At the feet of the children, there lay a huge amount of picture, which was only carved with crazy blood!

oops!

Such a move was something Matt and Peter could have guessed, even if no one had ever explained it.

Apparently the zealots are about to start a ritual sacrifice

Peter's pupils shrank slightly, and he turned his head to look at Matt, who also had a gloomy expression and asked anxiously: "Have your reinforcements arrived yet? Their ceremony is about to begin!"

"Not yet... not yet!" Matt clenched the steel rod in his hand, and the bruises around his eyes showed that he was also experiencing inner anxiety. He added: "She will definitely come, just not Know how soon."

"It's too late. We're on our own!" Peter said impatiently.

"Relax, don't make yourself too tense, this is a life and death battle, too tense will lead to mistakes." Matt frowned, noticing that Peter's muscles were so tense, and 25 and his breathing rhythm was obviously out of sync, So a proper reminder was made.

"Pay attention to your breathing, and don't let external objects affect its rhythm!"

"Also, your muscles must be relaxed and not stiff, otherwise it will cause you to cramp during the battle. This is a serious mistake and may be fatal!"

Matt patiently guides Peter, telling newcomers what they should pay attention to in battle, and never misses any detail.

"Yes, Mr. Daredevil."

Peter casts an appreciative glance.

inhale exhale inhale exhale

Then, Peter tried to adjust his breathing rhythm again, and his nervous and anxious mood became much easier.

"Very well, you seem to remember."

Matt admired Peter's performance, nodded in satisfaction, and continued: "Now I make a plan. After we go out later, I will be responsible for killing those fanatics. Your task is to take the children out during the chaos." , okay?"

"Wait...Mr. Nightmare!" Hearing this errand, Peter thought Matt was thinking of him deliberately, so he said a little unconvinced: "Why do you go to the battlefield alone, and I have to hide? "

"Don't hide!" Matt glared at him and repeated, "Your job is to save kids from the chaos!"

"I disagree!" Peter shook his head decisively, and said in a voice full of hatred: "I will fight you and kill those damn bastards!"

Matt looked a little stern, and said without room for maneuver: "This is impossible, you must stick to my plan!"

"Is..., because I'm too weak?" Peter bowed his head deeply, couldn't help but clenched his fists, his eyes read surrender. "That's why you care about me and keep me out of combat, isn't it?"

"You're wrong, Spider-Boy."

Matt shook his head and said. "You're strong, and I won't take care of you."

asked Peter. "Then... why don't you let me kill those bastards!"

"Because this is your mission!"

Matt raised his hand and patted Peter's shoulder hard. His eyes were very serious, and he said every word: "I don't have as high mobility as you, so I can only contain these fanatics on the ground. Don't Forget, our main goal is not to kill these bastards, but to save these children!"

Peter was silent for a long time, finally nodded and accepted the task. "I will get these kids out as soon as possible and come back to help you."

"Ok."

Matt answered curtly, but his heart sank gradually.

He knew better than anyone that fending off dozens of Zealots alone, plus Kaecilius's yet-to-be-revealed boss, would almost certainly be fatal! That was his mission.

On the contrary, the task of rescuing these children in the chaotic situation is very difficult, but, after all, there is a silver lining! He said: "I don't know.

If Jessica shows up in time, maybe this situation can be changed.

But.....I don't think that's likely.

He had already guessed what Jessica was thinking, and just used the fanatic's hand to put him to death.

But Matt wasn't complaining, because it was his intention to put the Invisible Empire in this predicament, and Jessica had no excuses.

The only thing he regrets are those innocent children.

It is a nearly impossible task for Spider-man to save hundreds of children, some of whom will inevitably be abandoned as victims of this chaos.

It's cruel, but it's reality!

Matt shook his head to get those thoughts out of his mind, and said in a deep voice, "Are you ready?"

"Hmmm...ready!" Peter's eyes widened slightly, his limbs stretched out like spiders clinging to the ground.

"I...two.three...action!"

As soon as the word "action" came out, Matt's spiritual power erupted like a volcano. His feet hit the ground, shaking the air like freshly fired shells, and set off a transparent air wave around him, like Like a blue shooting star rushing towards the crowd

Hurrah

The steel rod made of thin iron surged in the shadows, its slender body cut through the air, and flew away with a sharp whistling sound!

The yellow-clothed necromancers, who were focused on the ceremony, obviously didn't expect that there were people lurking in the shadows. Everyone had a terrified expression on their faces, and their eyes were open like copper bells, as if they were asking: Who is he? Where did he come from?

From discovering him to approaching him, only a short second has passed! Who is he?

Although these magicians are usually good at close combat, and their reaction speed is considered fast for ordinary people, but facing real close combat masters, they are obviously not enough.

Just ask!

What happens to the magician when he is approached by warriors?

Answer: ..... Crackling!!!.

A dozen magicians in yellow robes flew back, vomiting blood as the sticks and shadows landed.

When the shadow of the stick passed over him, the sound of bones breaking sounded one by one, and with just a few breaths, he cut open the group of magicians in yellow robes!" Who are you?

"In the name of Visandi, the red ring of Lagado!" One of the magicians cast a spell, and his hands surged with orange magical energy [forming a magic in front of each of the two Song-colored hands.

This is one of the white magics belonging to Kamatka, but after Kaecilius led the rebellion against Kamatka, he was still able to borrow the power of Vishanti, and it has to be said, the consequences are intriguing.

Matt stepped forward suddenly, grabbed the front end of the steel rod with both hands, concentrated all his strength on the top of the steel rod, and pointed at the magician holding the shield!

Hail!!!.

The tip of the rod is issued at a speed faster than the retina can grasp, making a cracking sound in the air.

puff!

Magician didn't keep up with the defense at all, he was hit in the chest by Matt's long stick!

Matt put away his long stick and said disdainfully. "Learn to use your shield next time, then come back to that magic.