The ruins of the city, where the once bustling urban scenes had been ruthlessly destroyed, presented a desolate sight.
The towering skyscrapers had become ruins, collapsed concrete and steel scattered on the streets. The shops and office blocks on either side of the street had long turned to ashes, with only crumbled walls and broken pillars remaining, bearing testimony to the prosperous past of the hurried lives.
The signal light had fallen in the last storm, but the electricity hadn't been fully cut off. The erroneous signals caused the red and green lights to flash alternately, like a creepy monster lurking in the thick fog.
Two figures appeared beneath the signal light.
Stark looked around at the surrounding scene, then turned his head to the side. Shiller stood still, turning to look at the giant fallen signal light behind him.
"What's wrong?" Stark asked as he walked up.
"Nothing, it just reminded me of a place with severe traffic jams." Shiller shook his head.
However, Stark stepped to the broken part of the signal light and said, "The overall structure is still the product of human civilization, yet the materials used are different from ours, maybe from the future."
"I didn't expect you to choose to team up." Shiller also stepped forward to look, the dense lines exposed at the broken part of the signal light, plunging straight underground, uncertain where they led.
"I've never participated in a team game, but I think this might be the most difficult type." Stark looked up at the fallen signal light and said, "Whether they're superheroes or super villains, they all have their strengths. If they need to team up to pass, it might be very hard."
"Do you think all contestants will have to team up?"
Stark raised an eyebrow and asked back, "Don't you?"
"Haven't you noticed that this organizer likes wordplay?"
"Like you?"
Shiller chuckled and shook his head, "I don't play those games, I always offer clear bargains that are truly valuable."
"I wonder if the owner of that bus would agree."
"Back to the point." Shiller interrupted Stark's quip, "There're many definitions of 'team up', and they may not necessarily mean all contestants band together. That wouldn't be interesting at all."
"Since they're divided into different teams, isn't it very likely that members of each team will team up and fight against other teams?"
Stark frowned slightly, but did not object. There was indeed a possibility in Shiller's words, and if so, they might be at a disadvantage.
If it was a competitive game, Stark without his armor had insufficient combat strength. The pressure on Shiller to fight against two opponents would be immense.
However, Stark quickly recalled when he proposed to choose a team game, Shiller didn't object. If Shiller had anticipated this, he should've mentioned it before they took part in the game.
"I just think it will be interesting." Shiller chuckled, "Are you worried about being the burden?"
"Stark never worries about such things." Stark sighed, "I should have guessed, nothing can keep you from having fun."
"Glad you know."
Just as Stark was about to speak, the organizer's prompt finally came.
"The game, 'City in the Fog', is about to begin.
The rules of this game are special; all contestants, please listen carefully.
Two duelists from the same team will descend at the same location to form a small group, each group is considered as the smallest combat unit, and is treated as a single contestant.
This game consists of six small groups, and the six contestants are numbered with Roman numerals 1 to 6. The contestant number will be printed on the back skin and will serve as a mark for this competition.
In each team, one person is a hunter and the other is a priest. The hunter will receive a random weapon that can only be used by them, while the priest will receive a part of the map that only they can see.
The hunter can attack anyone, the priest can't attack anyone. If the hunter is killed, the priest can continue with the game. If the priest is killed, the team is eliminated. The map owned by the priest automatically goes to the killer team's priest.
Pieces of the Totem Pillar are placed in corners of the map. If three pieces are collected, the priest can curse and kill any hunter. The pieces can be carried by any team member and are dropped automatically when a contestant dies.
Special reminder, the thick fog in the city hides significant dangers, proceed with caution. This competition doesn't constrain contestants' abilities or actions, but rule breakers will be executed immediately."
A red light flashed deep in the fog, but it was not the faulty signal light. As the red light gradually died out, Lord Superman turned to look at Bruce and said, "I can use my superpower, but it doesn't seem to be fully effective. The fog is strange."
"Can you fly?"
Lord Superman looked up. Just as he was about to try to fly, Bruce held him back, "Don't fly too high, the fog hides dangers, it's thicker up there."
Lord Superman restrained his movement, he just lifted off the ground a bit, floated up to the height of approximately two floors, then landed.
"The air up there is heavy," Lord Superman looked up with a frown, "I can continue to fly higher, but I'm not sure what's up there. It doesn't feel good."
"Then don't fly." Bruce immediately said, "This game might not be as simple as just fighting."