Chapter 471 The Legion of Destruction Raid

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Since sneaking is not practical, just walk in boldly.

Thanks to the previous use of two swords to strip Zhenhai naked, Su Ming had a full understanding of the enemy's height, weight, and body details. He also kept the shape and structure of the opponent's armor in mind.

With strangulation, this is all a minor problem.

Although his transformation is not particularly perfect and always looks a little greasy, the alien Poseidon is always wet and there is nothing wrong with him.

It's just that the cloak needs to be hidden, so that it becomes a piece of cloth the size of a handkerchief and is hidden behind the neck.

So after he took off his uniform, the girls who were covering their eyes and peeking through their fingers discovered that he wasn't just wearing underwear under his armor.

There was also a layer of black substance, and these substances surged up like liquid, quickly transforming him into Zhenhai's appearance.

Although it didn't look like it at first, after constant adjustments, it soon became exactly the same as in the impression.

Now that he has this 'holster', Su Ming feels that he can sneak into the opponent's camp and cause trouble.

However, he himself does not have any water control magic, nor does he have any divine power, and he certainly cannot speak alien languages. These are all things that need to be paid attention to.

But after becoming Zhenhai, his identity is there. After all, he is a god. If he encounters problems, he can just slap the alien.

It's a pity that aliens don't have slogans like "Long Live Hydra", otherwise they can learn from it. A few days ago, he managed to get from Paris to Marseille smoothly just by slapping and shouting slogans.

"Look, do I look like that alien now?"

He opened his arms and showed it a bit. There was no problem in strangling and imitating the muscle movement of the limbs, but the expression on his face was a little stiffer.

But whose god is smiling all day long? A blank expression is just right.

Donna walked over with a surprised look on her face. Deathstroke had transformed into Batman before when he fought against the Crow Death. She originally wanted to ask, but she forgot about it.

Now that she saw with her own eyes the effect caused by the black creature, she was full of curiosity.

First, he walked around and looked at it, then reached out to touch it, and finally even smelled it.

It's exactly the same as in the impression, except that the momentum is not very similar, it's like the alien Poseidon is back again.

Seeing Donna sniffing around like a small animal, Su Ming rubbed his face.

He is a professional killer, so obvious characteristics such as smell are of course within the scope of imitation.

Although Poseidon has the fishy smell of the sea, the fishy smell is the easiest thing for strangulation to imitate.

It eats brains and internal organs every day, even raw. It smells so fishy.

The smell of blood mixed with the smell of sea water was enough to fool the low-level alien guards and find Arthur.

"Stop smelling. Human's sense of smell is still not as good as that of animals. Even if you smell it again, you won't find anything wrong." Su Ming held her head and asked her to be more serious.

Why does this girl seem to have lost her mind after returning to Titan?

Garfield nodded, turned into a dog, and planned to come over and smell it, but was slapped back by Su Ming.

It’s okay for girls to smell it, why are you just a man joining in the fun? How disgusting.

Garfield looked aggrieved. Isn't this for the smooth progress of the plan? Isn't it for everyone's good that he turned into the animal with the most sensitive sense of smell to check it?

Why hit someone?

"Because there is no need. Do you think aliens dare to smell the smell of gods carefully? It's probably enough to have some resemblance."

As an animal, Bobo has no intention of checking. He has confidence in Deathstroke. Since the other party has done this, he must have thought carefully about it.

Seeing Garfield's aggrieved look, Bobo walked over, helped the dog up, touched Garfield's green fur, and explained to him.

Considering that Zhenhai had been humiliated before, he would probably be too embarrassed to appear in front of the alien brother for a while, so it was the perfect time to imitate him.

Diana was still holding the big shell, just tilting her head and looking at everyone. Since Deathstroke decided to sneak in alone, then this was the warrior's decision.

She was very courageous and went deep into the enemy's lair alone. She could only silently bless him.

But Deathstroke took such a big risk to save Arthur, just because she said she was going to save him, so she was a little uneasy.

In short, she had turned the page on all her previous unhappiness, and instead became worried about Deathstroke.

Of course, that's because they didn't know that Su Ming had another trump card.

Even if he is discovered, even if he cannot be defeated, who can stop him from escaping? It's so safe to be back in the Marvel world in an instant.

But there was no need to let others know. Instead, Su Ming put on a windy and watery posture, looking up at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle.

"I'm going. Alas, if I can't come back, you will follow Diana's command." Su Ming picked up his owl dagger and hid it under the armor conjured by Strangler: "If Arthur and I die, we will Our equipment is buried under the Hall of Justice, don't come looking for our bones..."

Anyway, once I leave, I will probably never come back. Why don’t you take the time to be moved?

Is this to rescue the giants of Zhenglian? Increase your favorability quickly!

He was satisfied with the reactions of Titan and Shadow Pact. The eyes of these young people were full of worry and gratitude. What kind of spirit was it to take risks for the sake of the earth? !

This death knell in another world is nothing like the old man in the original world. He is simply a role model in the heroic world, worthy of learning from their young people!

It's just that Bobo, who has seen through everything, is playing with his fingers in boredom. Deathstroke deliberately heightens the atmosphere of separation. He must have an ulterior motive. It's okay to deceive the children, but he, the orangutan, doesn't believe it.

But Diana seemed to be fooled too. What was going on with her eyes? Oops, is it a heart-pounding feeling?

Bobo suddenly noticed that Diana seemed to be very moved, and he suddenly felt that he had no love left in his life. Isn't this too simple?

Forget it, the Justice League Dark is disbanded. Such an gullible leader is too dangerous!

Of course, those who were not moved include Poison Ivy, Harley, and Banshee.

The banshee has always been in a trance, and she has poor sensitivity to the outside world, as if she is naturally dazed.

And Poison Ivy didn't believe that Deathstroke would die, let alone save Zheng Lian's people.

Harley has no feeling about death. What is death? Can it be eaten?

The two of them were playing chess on the ground with leaves and petals. When Deathstroke spoke, Harley waved her hands casually.

"Oh, bye-bye."

Then she lowered her head and continued playing without taking it seriously.

Su Ming glanced at her helplessly. Didn't this completely ruin the atmosphere? Your farewell was too ordinary, wasn't it?

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"The hall collapsed and the protective shield energy was exhausted."

Underground in the Hall of Justice, the dark corridors echoed with the emotionless electronic synthesized sounds of computers. If you listened carefully, you could also hear the sound of water flowing from somewhere.

The purple seawater has been poured into the castle, and the underwater hall has finally been squeezed through the protective shield by the water pressure.

All the screens in the command center have long been turned off, and the heroes Batman could see before have all turned into fish-men.

And he was cut off from Superman and Barry.

Now, he just held the can, sat on the chair, entered the room where the complex was stored, and guarded it closely.

"Canluo, something is breaking through our protective shield. Can you feel anything?"

Starfish answered him.

"No, I didn't feel anything. Are we... going to be okay?"

Batman tells it that it will be okay and they will win.

It's his way, his approach, from his parents dying in Crime Alley, he's seen that and wants to make a change.

But now, there seems to be a gap, an ocean, between ideal and reality.

Insurmountable and fraught with mortal danger.

Loneliness is not Batman's enemy. Being underwater and cut off from all outside contact does not make him feel strange.

He also has his plans.

"Justice League, I'm going to move, take away the Unity and..."

Just as he was speaking, he heard a 'bang bang bang' knock on the alloy door behind him, and an exaggerated and distorted voice sounded outside the door.

The voice was so familiar, echoing in his dreams countless times.

"Batman, can I come in? Hehehehehe..."

But before Batman could react, the door was directly detonated by powerful energy, disintegrating instantly like a clay sculpture.

The door's material is an alloy of N-metal and promethium metal, which is the strongest material known to Batman among conventional metals.

Like Deathstroke's armor, it can resist dual attacks of technology and magic, but unlike individual armor, the gate is 50 centimeters thick and was originally designed to withstand nuclear bombs or similar powerful attacks.

But now, it seemed like it was worse than a cardboard box, turning into ashes in the orange-red light.

Batman saw the smiling acquaintance outside the door. The man tilted his head and grabbed his hair, pulling his face hard, revealing his bloodshot eyes.

"Or are we here at the wrong time?"

Luther strode into the defense hall, passed the Joker's position, and led his Legion of Destruction toward the complex.

Batman was pushed to the ground by the explosion of the door, still holding Can Luo in his arms, looking very embarrassed.

Many bones in his body were broken again just now, and the chair that served as a wheelchair was thrown aside, but he was still wearing power armor.

And it's a bat model.

Batman once told Superman that although his armor looks simple, the various props it carries are comparable to half of the Batcave.

It's just that half of the Batcave is not enough for Batman to fight against everyone on the other side.

So Batman pressed several buttons on the armor's wrists, and the armor instantly threw flash bombs, followed closely by smoke bombs.

He knew Luther would come for him, and he was ready.

It's just that the timing was not very good. The Hall of Justice could not support it for too long. The Legion of Destruction arrived later than he expected, and he did not see the appearance of Black Manta.

But these thoughts just drifted through his mind, and soon they were no longer important. Under the cover of flash bombs and smoke bombs, the armor and Batman passed by Luthor and others in an instant, and disappeared in the place where they came. In the passage.