"Am I awesome?!" Aisha put her hands on her hips and smiled, showing her fangs. Little Bruce looked her up and down and said, "So your ability is to make people scared?"
Aisha nodded vigorously, but then shook her head vigorously. She said: "It can make many people afraid, and it can also eat other people's fears, and it can also... be afraid anyway!"
Little Bruce thought for a moment and decided not to investigate the reason in detail. The main reason was that the logic of Elsa's words was so confusing that it would take too long to get the truth from her.
Little Bruce's eyes stayed on Spider-Man for two seconds, and then turned away. Spider-Man immediately ran in front of him and said: "Hey! Hey! There is also me, don't you ask what my ability is?"
"We have already seen your abilities." Helen sighed and said, "We will each put on earplugs later, and you just carry out mental attacks on each other... just like you did to that weirdo before.
"
"Oh fine."
"Ha, now it's good." Harley laughed, glanced at the few people present and said: "Tanks, controls, physical output, and magic output are all there. Oh, of course, how can a team battle be without command?
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Seeing Harley's teasing gaze, little Bruce turned his head and rolled his eyes slightly, then said, "Then you should listen carefully, the conductor is about to start making plans."
Deep in the maze, at the end of the dark corridor, a figure stopped leaning against the wall, breathing heavily and swearing in dialect.
With one hand on the wall, Kanter raised his head and glanced at the identical maze corridor in front of him. He gritted his teeth and whispered: "Why are all the roads in this damn maze the same? The marks have all disappeared."
He hesitantly wanted to press the rescue button on his arm, or simply break through the ceiling and fly out, but that would mean that his mission was a complete failure, and if he just returned to the fleet, let alone the cynicism of his colleagues.
If Lord Disad knew that he was running away from the battlefield, he would be dead.
At least some results must be achieved, Kanter thought, at least he must be able to take them back for work, so as not to look too useless.
Thinking like this, Kanter took a deep breath and continued walking forward, but at this moment, he heard a rustling sound coming from the end of another corridor around the corner.
"What kind of maze is this? Why are the marks we made before gone? Could it be that we really can't get out?"
"I just said we should stay in the original room. Now it's better. The ceiling can't be broken and we can't find a way out. Aren't we completely trapped?"
"Stop complaining, you're trapped in that room..."
Kanter felt that his breathing rate increased instantly. Could it be that this was a fateful turn of events? Those stupid little bastards actually came out of that room, and they happened to be bumped into by him in the maze. Isn't this pie in the sky?
?
Kanter instantly accelerated and sprinted to block the other side of the maze corridor. As a few small figures approached, he heard a few exclamations as he wished.
"Why are you here?!" Helen's eyes widened and she took a few steps back, baring her teeth at Kanter, showing a vigilant defensive posture.
"What a coincidence. I didn't expect that we would bump into each other again." Harley tightened the knife in her hand and took a step forward to look at Kanter with murderous intent.
There was silence for a few seconds, and Harley had to step back slightly and stepped on Spider-Man's foot hard. Spider-Man almost jumped up with an "ouch", and then said as if he just remembered something: "
Ah...ah! Oh no, it's the enemy we met before, run!"
"Hahahaha, do you want to run away?! It's too late! You will all become prisoners of the dark elite!!!" Kanter rushed up while smiling up to the sky.
Harley and Helen rushed towards Kanter at the same speed. While running, Helen lowered her voice and complained to Harley: "How can he be so stupid?! I guess they
There must be no game discs on the planet, right?"
"Stop talking, I guess he doesn't even read comics." Harley turned around and jumped off the wall. Her speed was slightly faster than Helen's. She jumped up with her legs and turned over comfortably in the air, passing over Kanter's head.
Behind his back, he added: "... Comics no longer draw such clichéd villains. I guess his next sentence was 'I advise you not to be ungrateful'."
"You'd better not be ungrateful! If you follow me now, you can still save a small life..."
"My grandpa is on top! Stop talking! Shut up and start beating! Otherwise my toes will really cramp!!!" Helen roared at him.
With a "swish" sound, a gleaming blade passed by Kanter's temple. He turned his head to avoid it, and the small section of hair that was cut off was like a leaf falling in the wind.
Kanter didn't panic at all, narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his right hand to grab back, and used the momentum of turning around to whip his leg to the right. Just when he was about to kick Harley, a punch suddenly came from behind.
He quickly retracted his legs and bent down to avoid it.
After Helen's punch missed, there was another kick. Kanter looked at the tiny ankle that was kicked towards him from the corner of his eye. He curled his lips in disdain, hooked his fingers like an eagle, and lightly grabbed it backwards.
In his field of vision, Helen had been directly grabbed by his ankles and lifted up, turning into a piece of bacon that could be slaughtered.
"Bang!!!"
Kanter was kicked into the wall next to him, and the gauntlet on one side was completely shattered. Helen slowly retracted her legs, spread her hands on both sides of her body and said, "A little strength from the main body is enough."
When he looked at the wall again, Kanter's figure had disappeared. There were several clanking sounds of metal collisions coming from the direction where Harley was standing. Kanter was seen punching out quickly, and the afterimage of his fist waving in mid-air was like a blooming flower.
Harley controlled the boning knife to keep blocking, and at the same time took small steps back to relieve the impact of the fist wind. But then a sneer flashed across the corner of Kanter's mouth, and he caught the flaw.
He pretended to attack the flank with two punches, and when the flying knife flew to his side to block, he punched directly towards Harley's face.
But the screams and blood did not come as he expected. Harley just turned slightly sideways in advance. After dodging the fist, the blade spun quickly, "swishing, swishing, swishing", and the hand armor and arm armor on the other side seemed to be cut off.
It slowly fell to the ground like pencil shavings.
"How is it possible?!! Can you predict my movements in advance and avoid them?!! Do you have the ability to predict?!!"
"Can you please don't add drama to me?" Harley pursed her lips and said with a disgusted expression on her face: "Don't you have to sneer before you change your moves?"
Kanter was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously touched his face. Helen said behind him: "If you can't control your expression, wear a full-coverage mask. Don't imitate other people's helmets, which will make it look like you have a
Beware of the old enemy of a person with super mind-reading abilities!"
"You!!! You little bastards!!!"
Kanter had already accepted a wave of mental attacks from Spider-Man. The previously planned seduction plan was not executed smoothly, which made him even more annoyed. Being lost in the maze for a long time and unable to get out made him doubt his IQ. He was attacked by two children one after another.
Breaking the armor made him furious. Although he couldn't understand what the other party meant, he could clearly feel that he was being ridiculed, which burned away his last trace of sanity.
There is no such thing as the best fighter in the universe, there are only fighters under the first tyrant in the universe.
Kanter angrily rushed towards Helen. Not to be outdone, Helen also ran towards him at full speed. The two collided with each other. The huge impact directly made Kanter's legs weak. Harley immediately raised her knife and killed him.
Immediately, the three of them started fighting each other with fists and kicks.
Little Bruce was watching from the side. It wasn't until Kanter made a mistake and kicked Helen away early that he tilted his head to Spider-Man and said, "Get ready!"
Helen turned sideways to avoid the kick with an expressionless face, then grabbed Kanter's ankle, then grabbed Kanter and swung him in place three times before throwing him out with a "swish" sound.
Kanter lived up to his reputation as a fighter. He adjusted his posture in the air, aimed at the nearest wall, and bumped into it sideways to relieve his force.
But just as he was flipping in mid-air, he saw a younger girl breaking free from her companion's grasp and waving her hands to cross the corridor. Her companion looked panicked and seemed to be trying to drag her away.
return.
good chance!
After all, they are all Batman's children. It's enough to capture one and take him back. He won't make himself too embarrassed and has things to deal with. Even if there is no hope of reinstatement, he can at least save his face. If he really gets beaten by a group of children,
He was so disgraced that even if Master Desard spared his life, he would never be able to raise his head in front of his colleagues in the future.
With this thought in mind, Kanter steadily turned over and landed on the ground, then kicked off and jumped again. Then he rolled to Aisha's side and reached out to grab the little girl's shoulder.
Kanter had already planned his escape route, and it would be unwise to rush towards the two female lunatics. After grabbing the hostages, he turned around and ran back the way he came. The terrain of the maze was complex, and after turning a few more turns,
The other party will definitely not be able to find him, and he can confidently call for support when the time comes.
Kanter's hand was already on Elsa's shoulder. The next second, Elsa turned back, and the yellow light in her vertical pupils shone like the sun.
Almost instantly, Kanter felt as if he was being strangled by the neck, and an unreasonable and huge fear flooded his heart.
In the few tenths of a second that he lost consciousness, a sharp blade filled with dark energy passed through his neck.
Blood spurted out and the head fell. Harley, holding a boning knife, came over and looked at the decapitated Kanter and said: "It seems that the defense of this armor has its limit, otherwise he is just a little guy."
, can’t get anything good.”
Helen stepped forward and crossed her arms, looked at Kanter's body and said: "Strong is not very strong, but earth is earthy enough. Is this the legendary mental injury?"
"Okay, the first step of the plan has been successfully completed. The other party should have already known that Kanter is dead. If my prediction is correct, Kanter is just a victim used to test Batman's strength. We passed this test for Batman.
The other party's attitude towards us should also change."
In the control room where the fleet was established, Weiman looked at the red dot disappearing on the screen, smiled and said: "Kanter is dead. His Majesty Darkseid is indeed far-sighted. Batman has been prepared for us."
"Go, activate the sonic boom channel trap on Kanter's armor, and invite some of his descendants to come over and have a good chat!"