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Chapter 137

 "How dare he..."

The Laughing Bat watched Su Ming pounce, which was somewhat beyond his expectation. After all, judging from the battlefield, this Deathstroke's fighting style has always been full of tactical rhythm.

Such a sudden charge was completely inconsistent with his psychological profile. What exactly happened?

But he doesn't care anymore.

Are you going to rush over and chop me? Do you think I won't press the button just to wait for Bruce?

Then you guessed wrong...

Although there are some flaws in the script due to the fact that Batman cannot be seen in the main world, when the universe collapses, everyone watching this puppet show will witness his own creation, and Bruce will always know...

hahahahahahahaha.

However, just when he was about to press the button in his hand, a huge black sword flew over in a swirl. The Robin Hounds in front of him did not even utter a whimper, and were cut like wheat in an instant.

Cut off at the waist.

Su Ming rounded his arms and threw the Night Sword directly out of his hand. The sharp metal weapon killed the Robins instantly.

The Laughing Bat didn't bother to press the button or take another look at the miserable condition of the Robins. He rolled on the spot and avoided the blade of the great sword.

"Chi!"

The big sword directly penetrated the Brother Eye host behind him, sparks flew out, and the screen instantly went black. The Laughing Bat could no longer see Su Ming, and the sudden change in light and dark made him feel dazed for a moment.

But Su Ming was wearing a helmet, and the night vision function of his tactical goggles was still functioning normally. He kicked away the corpses of the alien Robins and continued to charge.

But his target is not the Laughing Bat, but the 'final machine' operating table where the monitor is now tied.

After charging forward for a while, he could finally see the scene behind the stone wall from this angle. The monitor on the operating table was fixed, and the skull was missing. Not far above his head, there was something like an alcohol lamp holder.

On the simple device, there is a flat brain.

"Don't even think about it!"

Although the Laughing Bat couldn't see it, he pressed the button in his hand without hesitation. He chuckled, and now everyone would die.

What will it look like next time you open your eyes?

Maybe the familiar people will come back to me... so that I can kill them again!

But he didn't feel pain or explosion. As he gradually became familiar with the darkness, he saw that the golden sword in Deathstroke's hand turned into an extra-long-handled fork, and it accurately penetrated the falling object in mid-air.

Astral brain.

The brain exuding faint fluctuations of thought was being retrieved by the death knell, and the fork shortened it rapidly.

That's right, as long as Su Ming can see the target, it will be easy to handle. The God Killer is an artifact after all. Although Kuangxiao fixed the monitor's head with a glass cover to ensure that the two brains can collide as expected.

But no matter how strong the tempered glass is, it can't stop the sharpness of the God Killer.

At the critical moment, Su Ming finally stuck his brain in mid-air, like a piece of pudding stuck on the dining table.

It's just that the watcher below it may be unlucky. All the broken glass fell into his head, and he may develop symptoms of Alzheimer's disease in the future.

But the Earth and the multiverse were saved, right?

"What did you just say? Don't even think about it?"

Su Ming turned around and picked off the Anti-Monitor's brain from the fork. This thing would be a disaster if it stayed on the earth, and it must not be allowed to fall into the hands of the Eternal Parliament again.

He turned his hand over and his brain fell to the ground like jelly. He stepped on it and immediately made a 'puppy' sound from under his black and yellow combat boots.

Red and white splashed everywhere, and a scream from the soul instantly erupted.

Su Ming had double the strength of his soul. To him, this was just a strong wind, but Diana fainted again with a 'bang' sound.

The Laughing Bat was somewhat affected, but his willpower was very strong. He just staggered and stood firm again.

But there was no smile on his face anymore, only indifference remained.

Su Ming still likes this kind of Bruce, serious and cold is what he is familiar with.

The Laughing Bat turned around and pulled out Su Ming's Night Sword from the Brother Eye host. The metal that made up the sword's hilt was so hot that bursts of white smoke continued to emit from his palm, as well as a strong meaty scent.

But he didn't care, he only knew that his plan was ruined, and the death knell in front of him was the culprit.

"You've caused me a lot of trouble. You don't understand anything at all. Now I can only hack them to death one by one. This is a waste of my time."

The Laughing Bat, or now the Unlaughing Bat, said to Su Ming in a low tone. He raised his sword and faced Su Ming quietly.

He has also received strict training and can use any weapon. Bruce in the main world does not kill people, so he does not use such a large weapon, but Laughing has no such restrictions for a long time.

"There were seven of you who died in my hands directly or indirectly. Who gave you the confidence to feel that you are different from other Bruces?"

The God Killer in Su Ming's hand changed from a fork back to the form of a sword. While answering the question with a wild laugh, he rushed over and struck out with a sword.

The two people's swords collided with sparks in the dark space. Their users looked at each other coldly across the two weapons, constantly trying to crush each other with force.

It is true that the material of the God Killer is not as good as Nightfall. As a weapon made of divine power, it is naturally restrained by n-metal. The fact that it is not broken now is due to the exquisite workmanship of Vulcan.

The Laughing Bat is at a disadvantage in terms of strength. His strength is not as strong as Su Ming's, and his martial arts skills are a little worse than Deathstroke.

Overall, the two are evenly matched.

Fortunately, Su Ming had controlled the x-metal on the blade to flow away before throwing out the Night Veil. The sharpness of the Night Veil sword dropped by several levels, otherwise he would not have dared to fight head-on.

"Because I am different from them and different from you, and I hold the truth."

The Laughing Bat said coldly, pushed the hilt of Su Ming's sword up with his knee, turned over and opened some distance, and slashed Su Ming's waist and abdomen with his sword.

Su Ming gently turned the sword, and another burst of fire flashed, and the two swords were bounced away.

"Is it because you discovered that you are a comic character? Haha, there are so many people who have discovered this."

Su Ming immediately pulled out his pistol and shot him. Although it was of no use, it still made him laugh wildly and his head tilted, as if he had been slapped.

Kuangxiao didn't care about this kind of attack, but he couldn't help but care about what Su Ming said.

"What?!"

"Yes, we are all cartoon characters. Everyone knows it. You are the only one who is too stupid and takes it too seriously."

Of course not everyone knows it, but the Laughing Bat couldn't prove it. Su Ming just opened his mouth and said whatever he wanted to hit people.

Now it turns out that the Laughing Bat is not crazy at all, so he needs to say something beyond his understanding and let him think wildly in the massive amount of information.

The smarter a person is, the easier it is for him to think too much. This is what the old saying goes.

"How is that possible?" The Laughing Bat dodged Su Ming's sword strike and took several steps back. He was a little confused for a moment.

This Deathstroke shows that he knows a lot, and the Harley he once gave him the same feeling.

Is it like what he said, that many people know about it, and they choose to act according to the script?

No, what Deathstroke said is probably false because there is no way to prove this argument.

But it can't be proven that he lied, because he himself is an example.

The Laughing Bat was indeed in a tangle.

Su Mingze took advantage of the victory and pursued it: "Why is it impossible? I came in from outside your so-called comic world. Outside, we are still controlled by something called the way of heaven. Everyone knows it."

"The Way of Heaven?" The Laughing Bat hid for a few more steps.

"That's right, you think a group of people use paintbrushes to control your destiny, but in fact they are also controlled by heaven."

The Laughing Bat's face turned even colder. This was a concept he had never heard of, but just hearing the name could tell it had great power.

He became even more confused.

Su Ming slashed at him with a sword. The golden sword was hooded under his hood with the howling of the wind in the darkness, but Laughter still avoided it.

It's a bit troublesome. Bruce's fighting skills are completely integrated into Laughing's body. Even if he is a little distracted now, he can still dodge like instinct.

As for the way of heaven mentioned before, only the Laughing Bat can understand it.

Even if he climbed over the fourth wall and saw the United States in the real world, how could he know the setting in the Chinese fantasy novel?

If you really want to count them, they are probably the fifth and sixth walls, one of which is the new Great Wall codenamed "Green Dam".

As for whether the way of heaven really exists, Su Ming doesn't know. He can't prove it or provide counter-evidence. It's still unknown, but it works well as ammunition for rhetoric.


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