Marvel: The games I made have invaded reality.

Chapter 102; Holy Light Judgment Office, Entering the Tunnel, the Worker Bee Aliens Left Behind

With a whooshing sound, a young man arrived at the scene in a Deluxo.

"Hey! Who's the burgundy romance?" the young man asked, poking his head out of the window.

"Wine-red romance?" Merlin's eyes silently drifted to Natasha, who had wine-red hair.

"It's me!" Natasha said somewhat awkwardly, tucking her hair behind her ear and gesturing with her hand.

The young man then spotted Merlin and his group, and his eyes widened in surprise when he saw John and the others' faces.

"My God! The Punisher, Black Widow, Hawkeye, Catwoman in a Suit, and even a minor NPC."

Minor NPCs...

Merlin rolled his eyes. Ever since the lizard incident, he had earned this title because of the main storyline.

Although he frequently posted the title "City of Light" online and even cited his creation of a potion to end the crisis as evidence, it had little effect.

On the contrary, the title of "minor NPC" has become more and more firmly established.

Perhaps it's related to the fact that I'm showing my face in public without a hood, which lacks mystery.

Otherwise, we should at least have a Dr. Dawn or something.

"You're all here, Daredevil. Isn't Iron Man with you?" the young man asked excitedly as he took out the hemolytic agent.

"Thank you, we didn't act together."

"Are you from the Holy Light Tribunal?" Natasha took the hemolytic agent, noticed the gold tattoo on the back of the other person's hand, and changed the subject.

"Yes, but I'm just a deliveryman now. I didn't expect you guys to have heard of us." The young man clenched his fist, making the tattoo on the back of his hand more conspicuous, and said smugly.

The Holy Light Tribunal is one of the largest guilds in the Liberty City service area and the first guild to be established in the platform game. They were the ones who launched the first flare in Los Santos.

"I believe anyone who has played games knows you guys." To be honest, with the establishment of offline gaming guilds, the US has had to turn its attention to this area as well.

Previously, they had focused their energy on the reconstruction of Apple City, the Lizard incident, the Green Man race, and other matters, and they had been extremely busy these past few months.

By the time they came to their senses, the offline platforms and players were already quite mature, and the government didn't have many good solutions, since they themselves often purchased weapons from offline platforms for research.

Moreover, those who create guilds also possess a certain amount of influence in society.

"OK, I have another order, I'm leaving now!" After asking everyone for an autograph, the young man quickly left the scene.

Not long after, a post appeared on an offline forum selling information about the location of alien nests.

In Los Santos, the players of the Holy Light Tribunal also began to take action, heading towards Merlin and the others.

Let's take down the boss!

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"Phew... We need to speed things up, or we'll be in trouble when a large number of players arrive," Natasha said in a low voice, sensing the message from the red spider on her shoulder.

Sometimes, the more people there are, the more troublesome it becomes.

This isn't a real game, after all; the tunnel space is cramped, and nobody knows what might happen.

"Should we wait for Stark and the others? They should be here in a few minutes," Merlin asked.

"Let's go in first, and let them catch up as soon as possible!" the Punisher said, flicking the rough silver ballistic dagger in his hand.

John and the others nodded in agreement.

"Alright, let's go in then!" Merlin shrugged indifferently, naturally following the majority's lead at this point.

"No rush, let's test the effects of this medicine first." Natasha opened the supply box, revealing thirty vials of hemolytic agent and a simple firearm.

It looks like a tranquilizer gun.

He rammed the hemolytic agent into the muzzle of the gun and then approached the Deadpool alien, who was being held down by Hellcat and struggling.

"Whoosh!" The hemolytic agent shot out, slicing through the Deadpool Xenomorph's dark red siliconized shell and embedding itself into its flesh.

As the pressure changed, the drug in the test tube was injected into the alien's body.

"Ha!!!" Soon, the struggling Deadpool alien suddenly started howling in pain, and its violent movements became more and more intense, to the point that Hellcat could barely hold it down.

As the screams gradually faded, under the watchful eyes of the group, the alien's body dissolved like liquid at a visible speed.

In just a few seconds, Deadpool Alien was reduced to a long, hard, silicified skull.

"The effect is not bad, but you have to aim for the vulnerable spots." Natasha carefully put away the remaining hemolytic agent, then led the Tyrant towards the dark and deep cave.

While the hemolytic agent can kill Deadpool aliens and eliminate healing factors, it still needs to be injected.

Ordinary metal syringes cannot penetrate the hard, irregularly shaped siliconized shell.

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Upon entering the cave, everyone tacitly protected Natasha in the center. Hellcat, Duke, and Saint Walker led the way, followed closely by John and Punisher. Tyrant guarded Natasha's side, while Hawkeye and Merlin provided support from behind.

As for the Predator, it carries a silver dart and has its shoulder cannon mounted, ready to attack at any time.

"Roar!!!" Suddenly, a roar echoed through the dark and vast tunnel. Then, as if sensing that outsiders had invaded their nest, worker bee aliens angrily crawled towards them along the tunnel's perimeter.

Under the light, the numerous worker bee aliens, resembling giant ants, opened their ferocious mouthparts and lunged at the roaring creatures.

"Bang!"

"call out!"

"Da da da..."

Energy pulses, electromagnetic pulses, armor-piercing projectiles, arrows, plasma cannons...

In an instant, the once quiet and dark tunnel was filled with light and noise.

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"Bang!" After Saint's Journey blew the head off the last worker bee alien with a shotgun, the tunnel fell silent once again.

"These bug larvae are so weak?" He kicked the corpse of the worker bee alien with some surprise.

"It should be the Xenomorphs responsible for production. It looks like their lair is here." Natasha crouched down to observe for a moment, gaining more confidence in her target.

"Zzzzz..." Uncle Fa threw out a flare, and as the magnesium rod burned, everyone couldn't help but frown.

Wherever the light passed, there were countless alien eggs, each as tall as a person, covered in slime, like entering a strange alien cave, which could easily cause psychological discomfort.

"Whoosh!" Suddenly, a facehugger hatched and rushed toward Uncle Punisher's face.

"Pfft!" By the time everyone had reacted, the facehugger, which looked like a corpse beetle, had already been struck by Uncle Punishment's knife and fork and quickly flung away.

"Bang!"

"Fuck! These monsters inherited their treacherous habits from the womb; no wonder they like to ambush!" Saint's Journey cursed under his breath.

I'll make up for the missing chapters as soon as they're restored.

(End of this chapter)