On the other side of the Dream Prison, Wayne, who is leading the team here, and the gunmen.
Apart from anything else, when there is a team of top gunners, the efficiency of clearing enemies along the way is quite efficient.
Although it will be a little uncomfortable when facing some demons that are beyond the killing range of firearms.
But that's not a problem, Wayne is here.
Things can be done with one hammer. Although Wayne is not dressed as Batman this time, long-range attacks are not limited to batarangs.
Throwing a throwing ax has about the same effect.
Especially since these enemies are all demons, there is no need to spare their lives.
"Wayne, to be honest, I think if you could kill people when you were Batman, Gotham City would have been peaceful a long time ago."
Deadshot said, rolling his eyes.
Indeed, how many super villains in Gotham have not been defeated by Batman?
If Batman still kills people, these villains would be almost extinct long ago. Is there still a chance to play a chase game with Batman?
"I can't kill anyone.
What Batman has done has long gone beyond the limits of the law. If I start a killing spree, then I may be the one who is left in the greatest danger. "
Wayne was in a pretty good mood and was willing to have a few more words with Deadshot.
"If you ask me, you are a slave to correctness and rules.
A guy like you who doesn't even intend to take revenge when someone around you is killed is really infuriating. "
Jason Todd finished shooting a bunch of bullets and stared at Wayne.
A leader's ideas are noble enough to be followed by like-minded people.
But if this leader is not even willing to take revenge on his followers, this kind of nobleness has long been beyond the scope of ordinary people's cognition.
Maybe this is also a reason why Batman has fewer and fewer followers?
No one wants to be ridiculed by his murderer after dying on the road of upholding justice.
"Okay, now we are facing the devil. What you are worried about will not happen!
If you die in the hands of a demon, in addition to avenging you, I will also send a thousand demons to be buried with you! "
Wayne shouted angrily.
It seems that these demons have made a considerable contribution to Wayne's mental condition.
Batman's life is so depressing, knowing that even if his opponent dies a hundred times, it won't be enough to atone for his sins.
But he couldn't kill his opponent, especially since this restriction was imposed by himself.
Doesn't Wayne himself feel aggrieved? Of course he does, he's just determined.
On the contrary, these demons can be killed without any psychological pressure, and they can vent their inner dissatisfaction during the battle.
“Bloodsport, the weapon in your hand is a product of Lex Luthor, right?
I remember that when you were not caught, you could take out various weapons at any time? "
Deadshot asked the bloodsport beside him.
Of course, these world-class shooters did not forget to shoot while chatting.
Anyway, the fallen demons, which are not much stronger than ordinary people, can be shot one at a time.
Things like walking zombies are just a matter of slightly larger caliber.
Apart from the somewhat ugly battle scenes, there seems to be no other problems.
"This is all I have on me now, so don't pay attention to me."
Bloodsport glared at Deadshot.
They are all top shooters, who doesn’t know who’s thinking?
Aren't you just eyeing this method of being able to replenish supplies at any time?
The biggest factor limiting a gunner's output is the amount of ammunition.
Even these gunmen who have reached the limit of human beings cannot continue fighting endlessly.
Even if you carry a full load of ammunition, you will definitely run out of ammunition at some point.
What to do then?
Are you really using a pencil to fight those in hand-to-hand combat?
"So do you have Lex Luthor's contact information over there?
I plan to go back to him and see if he can upgrade my weapon. "
Deadshot said without caring at all.
This might be a good idea.
The small box on his wrist is one of his favorite weapons, although it has many functions.
But there is a problem with the lethality. The Agren troll had told him this before.
Even if a small-caliber bullet hits the eyeball of the Agren troll, it will have no effect at all.
If Wayne weren't here, this team of shooters might be attrition.
The damage done by blood sports weapons to the Agren Troll is also very limited, at most it is only to the extent of skin trauma.
The devil's recovery ability is also very good, but the result is that it has no effect...
"Why haven't you thought of finding me? Or do you think I'm not worthy of Wayne Group?"
Wayne turned around and joked, which startled Deadshot.
"I'm afraid that the weapon you gave me will explode when I shoot at someone.
I know you won't kill me, but I don't want to be disabled either. "
Death Shooter said coquettishly.
The last time Wayne almost broke Bane, he was watching from a short distance away.
That scene was scary enough...
Wayne is already tall enough, but Bane is huge!
Wayne stood there with Bane on his shoulders. Once you see that scene, you will never forget it.
Especially the look of blood foaming out of Bain's mouth, and the painful groaning of his bones.
It's a bit scary to think about it.
"Honestly, I have thought about whether every time I catch you guys, I will be left with some irreparable disability.
That might be more effective in reducing Gotham City's crime rate than just throwing you into jail.
But just know why I gave up on the idea? "
As Wayne spoke, he rushed out and shot a fallen demon in the head. The blood that exploded when the mace hit it was still steaming.
The scene is quite violent and aesthetic, especially when the devil's brain is at high temperature. Not to mention, it's quite enjoyable.
"Eighty percent of it is the Broken Window Effect. If you ask me to say that you should be cruel to criminals.
I won't die at the hands of a clown again! "
Jason Todd said angrily.
He was really upset about this.
“When my methods become more brutal, who can guarantee that I won’t use too much force?
Killing is something I cannot accept, even if it is manslaughter! "
Wayne lowered his head and said, his words full of determination!
"I like you like this, Batman.
I had thought about it before, if news of your murder spread that day.
Then I will definitely escape from this city overnight. Anyway, I never worry about not getting jobs as a killer.
At worst, I could stay at a Continental Hotel for two days. I don’t believe that a person like me could starve to death. "
Deadshot's words sounded a little strange, but they seemed to be trying to comfort Wayne.
"Be alert! There's a big guy ahead!"
Bloodsport shouted.
He felt a huge threat from the front, even though he didn't speak, several other people could feel it.
After all, the combat effectiveness of these gunmen is almost the same, so there is no problem saying that they are carved from the same mold.
"A group of Agron trolls? Warrior demons."
Wayne waved his hands and said.
He already knew what the guy in front of him was.
This can be regarded as the instinct of Nephalem. Anyway, these guys have always been quite sensitive to the scent of demons.
Just like Cormac back then, he was able to give early warning to the other Nephalem before they even discovered the enemy.
Early warning methods include but are not limited to shouting "Oh my god, did you see that enemy in front of you?"
Or shout, "Holy Light, that enemy is worth fighting."
In fact, after spending time with Cormac, many Nephalem no longer pay much attention to their own perceptions.
Who knows how Cormac achieved such a range of perception.
“Is he the big fat guy from before?
I think if that guy could be kept in captivity, there would be no need to move the big pendulum when demolishing the building.
Damn it, capitalists, it costs tens of thousands of dollars to use the hammer once!
This is just the money to touch the big pendulum. I didn’t even count the cost of getting through the connections in the city hall! "
Bloodsport bellowed.
Why does he know the price of one move of that big pendulum?
Of course it was to create opportunities for his own assassination.
In the past, he still liked the interlocking killing method, but after discovering how dark Gotham City Hall was, he just killed people by force.
There is a well-known Italian legendary killer who likes potted plants and said that the closer the distance when assassinating, the higher the success rate. ①
Although I heard that the killer planned to quit, Bloodsport liked this sentence very much.
"Guys, do you have any weapons capable of killing that thing?
It's now time, so don't hide it. "
Bloodsport went straight to assembling the components of his weapon, which he had to do if he wanted to do damage.
"Don't make trouble. Apart from the box in my hand, I only brought my favorite gun."
Deadshot said as he moved his position back.
When the gunner stood at the front, the enemies were all trash. Facing things like big monsters, he would still look for cover honestly.
Who wouldn't think of risking their lives to show off?
"I've found cover and am ready to fight!"
Jason Todd roared a little crazily, and when Bloodsport turned around and looked over, this guy was already fifty meters away from the big guy.
This distance is a bit subtle, and the submachine gun can still have a good effect.
As for the issue of accuracy...
If the gunners present were willing, the bullets that had lost their kinetic energy could hit the enemy in free fall.
If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't kill the target, they would have done it long ago.
The further away you are, the safer you are.
This is also the truth in the killer profession.
"I'll do it. You can fire as long as you don't hit me."
Wayne shrugged his shoulders and walked forward with the hammer in hand.
Wayne's fighting style is similar to that of Korik, both using frenzy as the core skill of fighting.
It's just that ordinary guys can't survive when Wayne uses frenzy.
There should be no problem this time!
Wayne may have allowed himself to exist as a normal person through his strong will, but he has long gone crazy!
Wayne kicked the wall in front of him, and then glanced viciously at the group of warrior Agren trolls opposite.
Then he turned around and left!
There is a connection between that group of demons, and they also have a brilliance like a hedgehog...
Although Wayne is not sure whether it is a link or a fire link, it is unclear whether the Agren trolls share life or damage the enemy.
But he knew the brilliance of a hedgehog.
That thing is counter-injury!
The skill "Frenzy" is absolutely useful in combat, even if the opponent is a counter-damage demon.
But this has nothing to do with who survives.
If you use frenzy to attack and injure demons, it doesn't matter who has the higher output.
Then it depends on whose fate is tougher!
Wayne didn't like to take risks unless he absolutely had to.
If there were no anti-injury affix, Wayne would be confident to solve it.
Even if the three demons, who were already tough enough to beat, had three times their vitality, he would not back down.
But the situation is different after adding counter-injury.
“You better not shoot at that devil!
He can withstand your shots without getting hurt, but you can't withstand your own bullets! "
Wayne also shouted by the way to remind those outstanding gunners.
"You should make it clear!"
Jason Todd said as his head popped out of the corner.
Everything they knew about demons was basically what Luke told them, but Luke was not the kind of guy who knew how to teach.
This is exactly the same as Madoc.
These two people share the same philosophy that no matter how much you talk about it, it’s better to experience it once. As a result, the understanding of demons among several gunmen is still superficial.
This is also thanks to the demon head that Luke hangs around his waist.
Otherwise, the relationship between these gunmen and Luke might not have a teaching component. Anyway, these guys would spend more time bragging to each other.
"Anti-injury affix!
To put it simply, it is best not to fight him if your life is not strong enough! "
Wayne roared angrily and threw a hand ax to block the approaching Agren troll.
As the hand ax hit the huge and ferocious body, Wayne's face trembled unnaturally.
Well, he already knew very well how much damage this hand ax could do.
This is what it feels like to have an attack that can break open a building fall on you.
This feeling reminded Wayne of the time he felt when he was punched by a powerful woman. It was really uncomfortable...
"Retreat first, right?"
Death Shooter's movement speed is also excellent enough, which may be the reason why he chose to fight at a distance from the beginning.
Anyway, he had already run to Wayne's side by this time.
"Fuck! You bastards!"
Bloodsport ran behind, cursing.
He had just assembled his weapon and planned to test the waters with a shot.
As a result, I heard this "surprising" news.
Although he ran quite fast, he was holding a newly assembled weapon in his hand.
This is a bit stiff.
“Bloodsport, you turn and run now and join us where we came in!
We will wait for you there for an hour at the latest.
If you don't arrive within an hour, I can only assume that you were killed by other demons on the way to escape! "
Jason Todd shouted loudly.
If nothing else, Jason Todd still has some organizational skills.
In this regard, he is better than the other two shooters.
Although Jason Todd is not suitable to be a leader, he is a bit too, um, cynical?
Of course, people who have died once are different from normal people, and this is understandable.
"Bloodsport, the hatred of this demon is upon me now.
You just need to find a chance to leave first!
Don't run too far, lest you get killed by the demons that haven't been cleaned up yet! "
Wayne said one more word worriedly.
This group of Agren trolls were only attacked by Wayne, and the first target of their hatred was naturally Wayne.
As long as you don't get too close to this demon in blood sports, you can still protect yourself.
While speaking, Wayne also spat at the Agren troll...
It's not that he didn't want to taunt him by giving him the middle finger, it's just that the devil couldn't understand the meaning of the middle finger.
He could only use this method to stabilize his hatred.
The effect was pretty good, the Agren trolls chased him a little faster...
