While the two were talking, Cindy also arrived. After going up the stairwell to the rooftop, she nodded towards the two of them, and then leaned against the wall nearby, looking as if she hadn't woken up in the rain.
"What's wrong with you? You don't feel energetic." Bliss didn't mind Cindy's business, but Superboy still asked with concern. After all, he knew a lot and knew that the relationship between the two Deathstrokes was very special.
"It's nothing, I just feel like there's no need for me to take action today." Cindy took off her helmet, touched her short hair, took out a cigar from her pocket, and lit it against the rain: "With you here, we can
He should only be responsible for battlefield observation."
The so-called battlefield observation is to look at the opponent's tactics before the battle, analyze the enemy's performance during the battle, and inspect the opponent's body after the battle is won.
See if the effect of your own attack has met expectations, and whether the opponent is completely dead.
"Hahahaha, I'm not as strong as you say." Superboy Supreme looked up to the sky and laughed. He likes to hear others say that he is strong, but he actually knows it in his heart. No matter how strong he is, he can't be stronger than Deathstroke and Lucifer.
So just show off a little bit: "Everyone should cooperate. You use your brains and I will use my strength."
"It's up to you. Anyway, after I've been to Earth 0, I always feel that Gotham, our Earth minus 11, is too quiet." Cindy pushed her back hard, left the wall she was leaning on, and walked towards the edge of the rooftop, looking at the same
A city with shining neon lights: "In Gotham, there are intensive gunshots and explosions at night, as well as people's screams. That is a battlefield suitable for mercenaries."
Just like what she said, Gotham on Earth Minus 11 is too quiet. Those lunatics were captured by Bliss and imprisoned in Arkham, and at the same time, they were strictly guarded to prevent them from coming out. This led to the current talents in Gotham.
Very few.
Harley and Poison Ivy are probably the only ones still out there right now, right? They're not even a threat.
It would be nice if Batwoman was like Batman from Earth-0, releasing some old friends from the mental hospital to play with from time to time.
"Don't even think about it." Bliss seemed to understand what Cindy was thinking and immediately refuted her: "If you plan to leave this world and live permanently on Earth 0, I would want to see that scene.
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"Oh, it's just talk. Gotham is not the only city in this world." Cindy shrugged. She lowered her head and took a sip from her cigar. The smoke puffed in her mouth a few times: "When the tide subsides, I can go to other cities.
I made a fortune."
Bliss now only cares about her own three-thirds of Gotham. In other places, whether it is ruled by the Amazon Council or the controlled area of Atlantis, Cindy went to take orders and do business, and Batwoman was all
Don't know.
This has led to the fact that the female Deathstroke now regards Gotham as a safe zone. After completing a few tasks, whether she wants to take a few days off or is accidentally wanted by the World Government, she runs to Gotham to hide from the limelight and enjoy the life here.
Acid rain and exhaust gas.
"Okay, two beauties, let's stop chatting for now. Our opponent has appeared." Little Superboy slowly lifted into the air. He raised his finger and pointed to the sky: "The opponent is breaking through the atmosphere, have you seen it?"
You can barely see that an extremely thin line of fire is falling towards the ground. The burning phenomenon caused by a single person rubbing against the atmosphere is not particularly obvious.
Thanks to Bliss having the technological goggles in the Bat-helmet, and Cindy being a super soldier transformed by the serum.
"I saw it, go ahead." Batwoman took a deep breath, jumped off the tall building, and glided in the specific direction of the fall. She wanted Superboy to try mid-air interception, but she also had to make a backup plan.
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At this time, it was Cindy who was faster, because she directly asked her adjutant to help with a short-distance teleportation. Even though it was only the most basic version of sonic teleportation, it was fast enough.
As for why Bliss doesn't use it, is it because she didn't think of it? No, it's just because she is suspicious and still can't trust Deathstroke's teleportation method.
You must know that the difference between using space power to transfer a person and using space power to kill a person is actually very small.
Of course, the first one to engage the enemy was Superboy-Prime. He came here to help today. He was really trying his best. It can be said that he had already taken action before Bliss finished speaking.
The continuous acid rain fell to the ground like broken beads, but from Clark's perspective, the rain seemed to be still in the air. His speed was too fast, and the collision with the black shadow figure in this gloomy weather was just a matter of time.
In the blink of an eye.
"boom!!!"
A tentative attack and collision occurred. The strong air current caused the dark clouds in the sky to be violently pulled, forming a huge vortex like a broken funnel. It continued to rotate and swallow up the rapid lightning. The thunder echoed among the clouds, like a war drum.
the overture.
Superboy, who had pushed away the enemy, was suspended in mid-air. He raised an eyebrow and looked at the repulsed enemy.
The black shadow figure that was hit so hard that it almost came back was not injured. It was like an evil spirit born from the night. It seemed that physical attacks had limited effect on it. There were symbolic marks on its dark face.
It had a weird smile on its face, but it didn't make any sound, it just swooped in again.
It rushed towards Superboy-Prime like a bolt of black lightning. At this moment, the battle between the invaders and the guardians officially began.
Superboy-Prime reacted quickly, and his fist hit the black shadow with a sound of breaking through the air, but the shadowy figure nimbly avoided it, and hit Superboy-Prime hard in the chest with a backhand punch.
This punch carried a special kind of coldness, as if a cold-blooded snake-like animal had wormed its way into a person's veins. Fortunately, Clark had a superhuman physique, and the punch was enough to knock a mountain away.
his chest.
"The power is good, and there seems to be a special concept attack, but it's not enough to defeat me!!!"
After saying this, Superboy showed a warm and sunny smile, and the fist he had previously waved changed his moves, and slapped the nigger on the face with a big mouth, knocking him out of the atmosphere again.
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The next second, the enemy swooped down again. It seemed tireless and didn't know what fear was, and rushed towards Clark at high speed again.
And Superboy-Prime is a real passionate warrior. As a young man, he never avoids fighting. As long as someone wants to fight him, he can accompany him at any time.
This enemy was exactly the type he liked. There was no conspiracy, just a head-on battle between real men. This made Clark's blood boil.
Although the holy vat war plan was good, he had fought too many 'actors' during this period, and it was more enjoyable to fight the real enemy.
The sour and corrosive rain poured on the two fighting bodies, but it could not calm the enthusiasm of both sides.
Superboy Prime struck again and again, and each punch was filled with boiling steam. This was the heat generated by the extremely high punch speed rubbing against the air; while the Black Shadow figure adjusted its attack strategy, it became like
Assassin, every strike seemed cold and precise, and every dodge left black smoke-like afterimages in the rain.
There was no noisy audience or exciting commentary in this battle, just wind and rain and a brazen showdown between the two warriors.
Their movements were continuous, punching to the flesh, and every contact seemed to trigger small nuclear explosions in the night sky. Even if the battle took place high in the sky, the buildings on the ground were shaking.