"The Laughing Bat won't be on the battlefield. He has his own little plans, but he should be somewhere in Gotham City. I'll leave it to you."
Su Ming signaled Diana to take action. He had already seen his target on the battlefield, and the huge figure of the ravager was particularly conspicuous from a few hundred meters away.
Batman disappeared in the blink of an eye, and so did Barry. Now Su Ming was the only one standing there, playing with his phone.
By the way, the style of the Justice League is really different from that of the Avengers next door. They didn’t even give a war cry before joining the battlefield.
Maybe it's because of the different leadership styles. Captain America likes to shout "Avengers Assemble!", but what Batman does most is to arrange all the plans and then whisper "Let's go" or "Start action."
Thinking about all this, Su Ming took a deep breath, adjusted the positioning information of his mobile phone to be sent, put it in his bag, and began to rush towards the battle line. Of course, he should be targeted by many enemies.
"Live weapons, no need to dodge... This punch is aimed at the head. After shaking away, use the big sword to cut off his legs with a backhand... The energy beam is reflected back by the God Killer's mirror shield.
.....”
He quickly rushed into the crowd, and various attacks came from all directions. He moved quickly and was calm-minded, and various coping methods flashed through his mind one by one.
Just like a stone thrown into the sea, blood and stumps around Su Ming continued to fly into the sky, dyeing the black rocks under his feet red.
He could guess the identities of some of the otherworldly villains around him, and he couldn't guess what type of enemies they were. But now he had steel and iron bones, and also enhanced his self-healing ability. The physical and magical defenses of his armor were relatively balanced, and he also had
Night swords plated with x-metal, these villains may be stronger than the soldiers, but they are not enough to stop him.
He swam upstream in the sea of people, and under the cover of Clark, he kept getting closer to the ravager.
Finally, he saw his goal.
Perhaps because of the existence of the Doomsday spores, the other villains still keep a certain distance from the Devastator, so there is a small blank space around him.
His body was covered with spikes, like a giant hedgehog walking upright, but his face was completely bat-like. He was about four meters tall, and one of his arms was thicker than Su Ming's entire body.
The fragments of the Batsuit are still wrapped around his chest, just a piece of rag flying in the wind. He comes from Earth Minus 1. He is the most physically powerful among all the Nightmare Batman, and because of the Doomsday virus, he is almost
immortal.
Doomsday can be resurrected infinitely. Each resurrection will be more powerful than the previous one, and the method used to kill him last time will no longer be effective.
Superman on Earth Minus 1 was the first to go crazy. Clark killed his wife and children. Batman felt that he had been deceived. Kryptonians had no humanity.
He went to Metropolis to fight Superman, but the kryptonite weapon was not very powerful, and Superman cut off an arm with his heat vision.
Bruce had no choice but to inject himself with the Doomsday virus, and his anger and power instantly consumed him.
Superman can no longer hurt humans. The ravager just punches, grabs, and kicks him, and that Superman is completely dead.
The Laughing Bat suddenly appears and tells him that there are many fools in the world who believe in Superman.
The Devastator also needed to kill more Superman to vent his anger at being deceived, so he joined the Dark Knights.
After arriving in the main world, he just threw the wolf into the sun a few days ago without even using any effort. He also defeated many superheroes known for their strength and hung them on the tuning fork.
Now when I met Su Ming on the battlefield, a malicious smile appeared on his huge monster face.
Although his face was covered with herpes and bumps, and his transformation into a bat made him unrecognizable, Su Ming knew that it was a smile, full of contempt and cruelty.
"Zha Kang, I hope you didn't trick me. If the scroll you gave me this time is a fake, you will have fun in the future..."
Su Ming swung his big sword and pushed back the other people around him. He quickly took out the magic scroll Zha Kang gave him and lit it without hesitation.
A smell that is both fragrant and smelly, like stinky tofu fried in sesame oil, hits your nostrils.
The small scroll emitted huge smoke, which instantly engulfed Su Ming. The fire was almost invisible, only billowing black smoke came out.
"Ahem...it stinks...is this scroll written in shit?"
Su Ming suddenly felt nauseous. This kind of smell made people feel disgusted and unacceptable from the inside, and there was also a faint sense of danger lingering in his heart.
When the smoke dissipated, a hale and hearty old man with white hair stood in front of Su Ming, holding a civilized stick.
He was wearing a high-end handmade white suit, with a friendly smile on his face, a handmade cigar in his hand, and he was puffing away contentedly.
But he didn't wear shoes, and his feet were as black as if they had been soaked in ink. Even the lower half of his trouser legs were black, and there was a steady stream of black mud flowing out of the trouser legs.
In just an instant, the place where the two stood was covered in black mud.
"Aha, Constantine, I'm here to take your soul... hmm? Isn't it Constantine?"
The old man looked Su Ming up and down, and instantly understood that this was another person who had been deceived by Constantine. But it didn't matter, since Constantine had provided another good soul, then his dirty soul would give him some mercy. A few days, people will die anyway.
Su Ming suddenly cursed in his heart. He did guess that Zha Kang would give him a scroll to summon demons, such as Sangong or Neilong, which were particularly warlike, but he didn't expect that he would really show off his special skills. .
Others may not recognize the old man in front of him, but Su Ming knew it just by looking at the black feet.
This is Satan, the most powerful of the demon kings of hell.
It's hard to say how strong he is, but if he can compete with God, he will definitely not be far behind. The key is that he hates Zha Kang to the core.
Zha Kang sold his soul to almost all the demon kings in hell, because his soul was too dirty and was a great tonic to the demons, and everyone wanted it.
However, he is as cunning as a ghost. In the past, when he made agreements with the devil, Zha Kang would often do something wrong and use various means to deny his soul.
He deceived Satan last time and asked Satan to help him do a series of big things. When things were settled and Satan reached out to take his soul, he handed him a chicken...
It turned out that the blood on the contract scroll was not his blood, but the chicken blood that he had replaced with a blind trick. It was equivalent to Satan signing a contract with a chicken. After the contract was completed, he could only take away the chicken's soul.
This made the Hell Demon King furious, but he had no choice but to do so. The rules of Hell were like this, everything was a transaction.
While Su Ming was thinking, Satan turned his head and looked at the surrounding battlefield, as if he understood something.
"Oh? Is there a crisis in the multiverse? The humans who summoned me, do you want to make a deal with me?"
He let out a deep laugh, and instantly a burning pentagram appeared on the ground, isolating all enemies who tried to attack.
Whether it was bullets or energy, they were blocked by the rising wall of fire and were instantly transferred to the plane of hell.
"What deal?"
Su Ming licked his lips. He was thinking hard. This transaction was just a soul. The soul he had fused with Slade would definitely not be clean. Moreover, it was more powerful than the average human soul. It was inevitable that the devil would be interested.
But he pretended not to understand, just to delay some time.