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Chapter 215 I surrender

The thermal sight cannon only has a short chance to be released after charging, and once released, it needs to enter a long standby cooling period.

Obviously, the current thermal sight simulation equipment installed on the Batwing is still a trial work of Batman with immature technology. It is similar to some kind of prototype. It is not only large and complex, but also has many limitations. It will be used in other armors later.

There is still a gap compared to the mature thermal vision systems on the market.

But even so, this prototype is powerful enough, and it is already the strongest output method Chu Cheng currently has.

If she were fighting alone, Layla might have been able to dodge it with her aerial mobility. No matter how powerful the trick was, it was meaningless as long as she couldn't hit it. But it was obvious that the attack by the Iron Man army had drained her dry.

With the last bit of strength, the flying body had no chance to escape. The heat vision light cannon penetrated the huge body like a thrown javelin.

Then the body quickly disintegrated. The beautiful wings broke off from the torso and fell, surrounded by red-hot light, and ground into powder bit by bit. The entire body fell apart, dissipated and dissolved, until it was blown away by the wind.

In just a few seconds, the huge thing in mid-air disappeared, leaving only the fiery red spots left behind by heat vision.

It seems it's finally over.

seem.

"Problem solved." Stark connected the Batwing's communication from the Mark 43 armor and said with a smile, "You're welcome."

"It hasn't been solved yet." Batman said coldly.

"Sorry, what?"

At this time, the Batwing's cockpit had been opened. Batman unbuckled his seat belt, stood up and climbed out of the cockpit to the front of the fuselage.

"It's none of your business, Stark, go back to your laboratory. I'll take over from here."

As he spoke, Batman jumped off the fuselage, folded his arms tightly against his torso, and dived headfirst in a free fall.

Well, to be precise, Chu Cheng should have automatically triggered this string of lines after operating Batman in free fall.

When the heat vision cannon was fired, Chu Cheng's perspective was on Batman. After the cannon was fired, he immediately activated the detective mode to scan and confirm the situation. He soon discovered that the cannon seemed to have hit, but not completely.

He hit most of the ancient man's body, but the opponent's body caused a golden cicada to escape from its shell. Layla managed to break away from the huge body before the heat vision cannon hit, leaving an empty shell there as a living target.

Then he took the opportunity to run away as covertly as possible.

Of course this is not without cost.

A small group of Tis shields swam through the forest in a mud-like form. After floating for a distance, they regrouped and transformed into a human form, returning to the posture of a girl in a dress.

But compared with before, her current state can really be described as "pineapple pineapple." There is almost no good part of her body. Even the Tis shield that makes up her body is in extremely poor condition. Many parts of her body are constantly cracking and deforming.

, and then struggled to repair itself and return to its original position, but almost at the same time, other parts of the body were exploded.

To put it simply, she is cracking.

Layla's steps were shaky, and she escaped using the cover of the last-second explosion, staying as far away from the terrifying humans above as possible.

Now she fully realizes that human beings today are simply too terrifying.

She took two steps, and seemed to have exhausted all her strength. She had to sit down against a tree trunk, panting while waiting for her strength to return, and at the same time, she tried her best to focus the remaining strength on self-repair.

Closing your eyes, the scene you just experienced replayed in your mind involuntarily.

The jet-black wings were like a world-destroying red-hot infusion rushing towards her face. Even if she finally managed to escape, that scene still lingered in her mind, accompanied by the ultimate fear that almost made her brain empty out.

That was a power she had never seen before. Even among the ancients, there was no such terrifying ability. The moment she was locked, she almost smelled the breath of death, the feeling that she had almost forgotten, the feeling of being wiped out.

, the feeling of being wiped out and even being denied existence.

That made her feel unprecedentedly small.

She wondered if ancient humans would have felt the same way when they saw her.

So far, the development of things has been completely different from what she planned. Now looking back on the original plan and plan, she finds it a bit funny.

The reason why she didn't listen to Ophelia's choice and was so arrogant was actually not because she was trying to make the world surrender like Laitos. On the contrary, she was trying to negotiate with humans.

But our species must have different minds regarding right and wrong. As a bunch of old hapless people, human beings have developed some kind of persecution delusion on the long road of evolution. Looking at various fantasy works, no matter if they are dropped from the sky

They have been drilled out of the ground, or they have been fed by nuclear wastewater in the sea and come ashore to bask in the sun. Humanity has always adopted a diplomatic principle that focuses on nuclear peace.

Although Layla didn't know these allusions, she also knew that as a non-human species that could not be trusted, she would not be able to negotiate with today's humans without showing off her muscles first.

So the original plan was like this. She would make a grand appearance, preferably with some gorgeous visual effects. Then she would show off the terror and tyrannical strength of the ancient one, and win in an earth-shattering battle - or even if it was difficult to win.

At least when he has the upper hand, he will take the initiative to stop and show goodwill.

Of course, that was the original plan. As she was beaten to death by more than forty Iron Man suits and a Batwing, this plan was obviously scrapped.

If stopping when you have the upper hand can show your sincerity in the negotiation, then if you shout the same thing when someone is beaten to a pulp, it doesn't feel like sincerity but more like shouting "Hero, spare your life", which is completely different in nature.

In short, now that the original plan was ruined, she had to think of a new solution as soon as possible...after getting through today.

But as soon as she got up, she seemed to notice something.

A shadow. A bat-like shadow, as if stretched by the bright moonlight, cast on the ground.

Her pupils shrank, and a tentacle on her body flew in the direction of the shadow. The tentacle penetrated the bushes and sent back a rustling sound, but it hit nothing.

Layla was stunned for a moment.

Hallucination?

Just as he was thinking this, there was another slight noise behind him.

Without thinking, she immediately fired another tentacle in the direction behind her. She seemed to catch a glimpse of the shadow of a bat flashing past from the corner of her eye, but the tentacle only broke a thick ancient tree with a loud bang, but there was still no movement.

.

he came.

Now she had no chance anymore. She knew that person was coming, that human being who dressed like a bat and couldn't understand her.

That person seemed to have no breath, and could not even feel his emotional fluctuations. Compared to the ancient person Leila, he was more like a ghost, deadly but invisible, floating around her.

Layla gritted her teeth and threw out a bunch of flames with her backhand. This action undoubtedly brought a lot of burden to her body that was being repaired. The flames briefly illuminated the darkness, and seemed to briefly illuminate the dark trees in the bushes.

Bat-like shadow.

But it was only for a moment. The third attack still missed. Although Batman's appearance was briefly illuminated from the darkness, it did not help. Instead, it was just like a ghost in a horror movie flashing through with the help of a fleeting light.

The same, making the terrifying atmosphere even more intense.

Layla tried hard to stand firm, but finally couldn't hold on and knelt down on the ground. Her condition was unprecedentedly bad. She had not recovered from the injuries caused by the group beating of the Iron Man suit, and the golden cicada's escape from the shell also caused serious damage to her, and the flames

The use of abilities almost caused a backlash against oneself.

And he is everywhere.

Every sound of the leaves made her suspicious, and every squeaking sound sounded like he stepped on the branches. She seemed to feel the cold and deadly sight from all the shadows, the kind that seemed to connect her to the gods.

The coldness of contempt.

She felt...fear.

Yes. It seems very ridiculous to say it, because the roles between them should not be like this. She is the ancient one, an existence that has been feared by humans since ancient times. What they are best at is creating fear and making people feel awe and feel.

My own insignificance is like looking directly into the abyss, feeling the fear of the unknown, and panicking about my own fate.

But now, the roles have been reversed.

She, an ancient person who is proficient in this art, felt fear from an elusive psycho who dressed as a bat...

She was probably the first ancient person to be frightened by a human being throughout the ages.

boom!

She didn't notice when the thing was attached to her body. The detonation of the bat bomb sent her flying completely. The fireball exploded with black smoke, and she was tossed backwards like a rubber ball.

.

The continuous trauma she suffered had brought her state to the bottom, and this bomb made her a little unable to withstand it. The structure of the Tis shield tried desperately to maintain her body from cracking, but it was obviously quite difficult.

Batman spread his wings and landed from nowhere, put away his cloak and landed in front of her.

"Stop...stop!"

The girl rolled around in disgrace for several times, and shouted hurriedly before she could stop.

"I surrender!"

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