On the other side of the Dream Prison, Wayne is leading the team here and the gunmen.
If nothing else, when there is a team of top gunners, the efficiency of clearing enemies along the way is quite efficient.
Although it will be a little uncomfortable when facing some demons that are beyond the killing range of firearms.
But that’s not a problem, Wayne is here.
Things that can be done with one hammer. Although Wayne did not dress up as Batman this time, long-range attacks are not limited to batarangs.
Throwing a throwing ax has about the same effect.
Especially since these enemies are all demons, there is no need to spare the opponent's life.
“Wayne, to be honest, I think if you could kill people when you were Batman, Gotham City would have been peaceful a long time ago.”
Death Shooter rolled his eyes and said.
It is true, how many super villains in Gotham have not been defeated by Batman?
If Batman could still kill people, these villains would have been almost extinct long ago. Are there still opportunities to play a chase game with Batman?
“I cannot kill.
What Batman has done has long exceeded the limits of the law. If I start a killing spree, then I may be the biggest danger in the end."
Wayne is in a pretty good mood and is willing to have a few more words with Deadshot.
“If you ask me, you are a slave to correctness and rules.
Jason Todd finished shooting a bunch of bullets and stared at Wayne.
A leader’s ideas are noble enough to be followed by like-minded people.
But if this leader is not even willing to take revenge on his followers, this kind of loftiness has long been out of the scope of ordinary people's cognition.
Perhaps this is also a reason why Batman has fewer and fewer followers?
No one wants to be ridiculed by his murderer after dying on the road of upholding justice.
“Well, now we are facing the devil. What you are worried about will not happen!
If you die in the hands of a demon, in addition to avenging you, I will also send a thousand demons down to be buried with you!"
Wayne yelled a little irritably.
Speaking of which, these demons have made a considerable contribution to Wayne's mental condition.
How depressing Batman’s life is, knowing that even his opponent’s death a hundred times will not be enough to atone for his sins.
But it cannot kill the opponent, especially since this restriction is imposed by oneself.
Wouldn’t Wayne himself feel aggrieved? Of course he would, he’s just very determined.
On the contrary, these demons can be killed without any psychological pressure, and they can vent their inner dissatisfaction during the battle.
“Bloodsport, is the weapon in your hand a product of Lex Luthor?
I remember that when you were not caught, you could bring out various weapons at any time?"
Deadshot asked the bloodsport around him.
Of course, these world-class gunmen did not forget to shoot while chatting.
In any case, a fallen demon, which is not much stronger than an average person, can be shot one at a time.
The walking zombies are just a slightly larger caliber.
Other than the battle scenes being a little ugly, there don’t seem to be any other problems.
“I only have these things I have on me now, so you better not pay attention to me.”
Bloodsport glared at Deadshot.
They are all top shooters, who doesn’t know who’s thinking?
Aren’t you just eyeing this method of being able to replenish supplies at any time?
The biggest factor that limits a gunner’s output is the amount of ammunition.
Even these gunmen who have reached the limit of human beings cannot fight endlessly.
Even if you carry a full load of ammunition, you will definitely run out of ammunition at some point.
What shall we do then?
Are you really going to fight those with a pencil in hand-to-hand combat?
“So do you have Lex Luthor’s contact information over there?
I plan to go back to him and see if he can upgrade my weapon."
Death Shooter said without caring at all.
This might be a good idea.
The small box on his wrist is one of his favorite weapons, although it has many functions.
But there is a problem with its lethality. The Agren troll had told him this before.
Even if a small-caliber bullet hits the eyeball of the Agren troll, it will have no effect at all.
Had Wayne not been here, this team of gunners might have been reduced in number.
The damage done by Bloodsport's weapons to the Agren Troll is also very limited, and at most it is only to the extent of skin trauma.
The devil's recovery ability is also very good, but the result is that it has no effect...
“Why haven’t you thought of finding me? Or do you think I’m not worthy of Wayne Group?”
Wayne turned around and made a joke, which shocked Deadshot.
“I’m afraid that the weapon you gave me will explode when I shoot at someone.
I know you won’t kill me, but I don’t want to be disabled either.”
Death Shooter said sarcastically.
The last time Wayne almost broke Bane, he was watching from a short distance away.
That scene was scary enough...
Wayne is already tall enough, but Bane is huge!
Wayne stood there with Bane on his shoulders. Once you see that scene once, you will never forget it.
Especially the look of blood foaming out of Bain's mouth, and the sound of his bones groaning in pain.
It’s a bit scary to think about it.
“Honestly, I have thought about whether every time I catch you guys, I will be left with some irreparable disability.
That may be more effective in reducing the crime rate in Gotham City than just throwing you into jail.
But just know why I gave up on the idea?”
As he spoke, Wayne rushed out and shot a fallen demon in the head. The blood spray exploded when the mace hit it was still steaming.
That scene has a very violent aesthetic, especially when the devil's brain is at high temperature. Not to mention, it's quite enjoyable.
“Eighty percent of it is the broken window effect. If you want me to say that you should be cruel to criminals.
I won’t die in the hands of a clown for the last time!”
Jason Todd said angrily.
He was really unhappy about this.
“When my methods become more brutal, who can guarantee that I will not use too much force?
Killing someone is something I cannot accept, even if it is a manslaughter!”
Wayne lowered his head and said, his words full of determination!
“I like you like this, Batman.
I had thought about it before, if the news of your murder spread that day.
Then I will definitely escape from this city overnight. Anyway, I never have to worry about not getting jobs as a killer.
At worst, if I go to the Continental Hotel to stay for two days, I don’t believe that a person like me can starve to death.”
Death Shooter's words sounded a little strange, but he seemed to be trying to comfort Wayne.
“Be alert! There’s a big guy ahead!”
Bloodsport shouted loudly.
He felt a huge threat from the front, even though he didn't speak, several other people could feel it.
After all, the combat effectiveness of these gunmen is almost the same, so there is no problem saying that they are carved from the same mold.
“A group of Agron trolls? Warrior demons.”
Wayne waved his hands and said.
He already knew what the guy in front of him was.
This is considered to be the instinct of the Nephalem. Anyway, these guys have always been quite sensitive to the scent of demons.
Just like Cormac back then, he was able to give early warning to the other Nephalem before they even discovered the enemy.
Methods of early warning include but are not limited to shouting "Oh my god, have you seen that enemy in front of you?"
Or shout "Holy Light, that enemy is worth fighting."
In fact, after spending time with Cormac, many Nephalem don't pay much attention to their own perceptions.
Who knows how Cormac achieved such a range of perception.
“Is he the big fat guy from before?
I think if that guy could be kept in captivity, there would be no need to move the big pendulum when demolishing the building.
Damn capitalists, it costs tens of thousands of dollars to use the hammer once!
This is just the money to touch the big pendulum, I didn’t even count the cost of getting through the connections in the city hall!”
bloodsport roared like this.
Why does he know the price of one movement of the big pendulum?
That is of course to create opportunities for his own assassination.
In the past, he still liked the method of killing people in series, but after discovering how dark Gotham City Hall was, he directly killed people by force.
There is a well-known Italian legendary killer who likes potted plants and said that the closer the distance when assassinating, the higher the success rate.①
Although I heard that the killer planned to quit, Bloodsport liked this sentence very much.
“Guys, do you have any weapons that can kill that thing?
It’s time now, so don’t hide it.”
Bloodsport went straight to assembling his weapon components. He had to do this if he wanted to cause damage.
"Don't make trouble. Apart from the box in my hand, I only brought my favorite gun."
Death Shooter moved his position back as he spoke.
The gunman stood at the front when the enemies were all rubbish. Faced with things like big monsters, he would still look for cover honestly.
Who wouldn’t think of risking their own life to show off?
“I’ve found a bunker and am ready to fight!”
Jason Todd roared a little crazily, and when Bloodsport turned around and looked over, this guy was already fifty meters away from the big guy.
This distance is a bit subtle, and the submachine gun can still have a good effect.
As for the issue of accuracy...
If the gunners present are willing, they can make the bullets that have lost their kinetic energy hit the enemy in free fall.
If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't kill the target, they would have done this long ago.
The farther away you are, the safer you are.
This is also the truth in the killer profession.
“I’ll do it, you can fire as long as you don’t hit me.”
Wayne shrugged his shoulders, picked up the hammer and walked forward.
Wayne's fighting style is similar to that of Korik, both using frenzy as the core skill of combat.
It’s just that ordinary guys can’t survive when Wayne uses Frenzy.
There should be no problem this time!
Wayne may have allowed himself to exist as a normal person through his strong will, but he has long gone crazy!
Wayne kicked the wall in front of him, and then glanced viciously at the group of warrior Agren trolls opposite.
Just turn around and leave immediately!
There is a connection between that group of demons, and they also have a brilliance like a hedgehog...
Although Wayne was not sure whether it was a link or a fire chain, it was not clear whether the Agren trolls shared life or harmed the enemy.
But he knew the brilliance of a hedgehog.
That thing is a counter-injury!
Frenzy is a skill that is absolutely useful in combat, even if the opponent is a counter-damage demon.
But this has nothing to do with who can survive.
Using frenzy to attack demons that can retaliate, it doesn’t matter who has the higher output.
It depends on whose life is harder!
Wayne doesn't like to take risks unless he absolutely has to.
If there were no anti-injury affix, Wayne would be confident to solve it.
Even if the three already tough demons had three times their vitality, he would not back down.
But the situation is different after adding counter-injury.
“You’d better not shoot at that devil!
He can withstand your shots without getting hurt, but you can't withstand your own bullets!"
Wayne shouted incidentally to remind those outstanding gunners.
“You should make it clear!”
Jason Todd’s head popped out of the corner and said.
Everything they know about demons is basically what Luke told them, but Luke is not the kind of guy who knows how to teach.
This is exactly the same as Maddock.
These two people share the same philosophy that no matter how many times you talk about it, it’s better to experience it once. As a result, the understanding of demons among several gunmen is still superficial.
This is all thanks to the devil's head hanging on Luke's waist.
Otherwise, the relationship between these gunmen and Luke may not have a teaching component. Anyway, these guys spend more time bragging to each other.
“Anti-injury affix!
Simply put, it’s best not to fight with guys who don’t have enough life!”
Wayne roared angrily and threw a hand ax to block the approaching Agren troll.
As the hand ax hit the huge and ferocious body, Wayne's face trembled unnaturally.
Well, he already knows very well how much damage this hand ax can do.
This is what it feels like to have an attack that can crack a building open fall on you.
This feeling reminded Wayne of the time he felt when he was punched by a powerful woman. It was really uncomfortable...
“Retreat first, right?”
Death Shooter's movement speed is also good enough, which may be the reason why he chose long-distance fighting from the beginning.
At this time, he had already run to Wayne's side.
“Fuck! You bastards!”
Bloodsport was running behind, cursing.
He has just assembled his own weapons and plans to test the waters with a shot.
As a result, I heard this “surprising” news.
Although he ran quite fast, he was holding a newly assembled weapon in his hand.
This is a bit stiff.
“Bloodsport, you turn and run now and meet where we came in!
We will wait for you there for an hour at the latest.
If you don't arrive within an hour, I can only assume that you were killed by other demons on the way to escape!"
Jason Todd shouted loudly.
If nothing else, Jason Todd still has some organizational skills.
At this point he is better than the other two gunners.
Although Jason Todd is not suitable as a leader, he is a bit too, um, cynical?
People who have died once are of course different from normal people, and this is understandable.
“Bloodsport, the hatred of this demon is now upon me.
You just need to find a chance to leave first!
Don’t run too far, lest you be killed by the demons that haven’t been cleaned up yet!”
Wayne said one more word worriedly.
This group of Agron trolls were only attacked by Wayne, so naturally the first target of their hatred was Wayne.
Blood sports, as long as you don’t get too close to this demon, you can still protect yourself.
While speaking, Wayne also spat at the Agren troll...
It’s not that he didn’t want to taunt someone by giving him the middle finger, it’s just that the devil couldn’t understand the meaning of the middle finger.
He can only use this method to stabilize his hatred.
The effect was not bad, the Agren trolls chased him a little faster...