DC Tyrant

The last day.

Still Manhattan, the Four Seasons.

The city is still prosperous, full of traffic, endless stream, flashy and clamorous in the quiet, with the excitement of a world-class big city, but also the glitz and impetuosity of a world-class city.

This is a bustling, bustling and impetuous world, and it has been like this since ancient times.

Streets, eight streets and nine streets, criss-cross, different races, races, always fighting meaningless racial discrimination, money interests.

When behind the survival, there is a demon king who is ready to destroy the earth, all of this, everything in the city remains the same, no news is known, and even the time of destruction is unknown.

But it looks human, how pitiful.

Bati stood on the window sill of the presidential suite, the cold wind was blowing the hem of his windbreaker, and the waves kept flying behind him. The sun shone on his indifferent expression, his white jade sculpture-like skin glowed, and his giant-like Looking down at the whole city.

His eyes were cold and devoid of emotion.

The entire city, which rises and falls with each other, is like the bony and strange peaks in landscape paintings, reminiscent of the breathtaking steel stone forest rising from the ground.

The whole city was under his eye.

a long time.

'Knock knock...'

There was a knock on the door.

After the seventh knock and no response, Mike turned the handle of the golden door and opened the thick dark wooden door.

He was carrying a black suitcase and put the suitcase on the living room floor.

Originally, he wanted to put it on the table, but the exquisite glass table was twisted into a ball like twisted paper by someone, and it was piled up with expensive sofas, chairs, etc. Like experimenting and venting.

This is Zatara's masterpiece.

"Boss, what you want."

said Mike, setting the black suitcase on the soft rug.

He glanced at Bati's back. Under the sunlight, there was a gentle radiance on Bati's body. The frame of his figure was soft and bright, as if a layer of precious light was softly emanating, like an immortal gem just unearthed. .

But Mike had a strange feeling, a strange feeling in his heart.

Why... Under the back of the light, I always feel the grand feeling of the storm.

Very heavy, oppressive feeling.

Basking in the sun!

Is it necessary to be so heavy? The air seems to be heavy.

It seems that there is an unknown cloud shrouding behind the sunny city.

Although Bati is usually very indifferent, but Mike did not feel the pressure, but looking at Bati's back at this moment, he felt as if something heavy was on the boss's shoulders.

He was puzzled for a moment, then left it behind.

Everyone has something to face, and maybe the boss also has enemies that the boss has to face.

Just like himself, he has to face many strange tasks from the boss.

The boss has always carried a lot of things on his shoulders, and he likes to look at the sun, but he can't understand it either.

He then left the presidential suite straight away.

And this time.

A black dot appeared over Manhattan.

The blue sky is blue, and the sun is warm in winter, so this black spot is very eye-catching, as small as an ant, and it's eye-catching and small, but no one sees it.

Bati's eyes quickly zoomed in, and with a flash of his eyes, his sight was already across the scenery of tall buildings in the city, and his eyes were fixed on the black spot.

The black dot surpassed the speed of sound, but no sonic boom cloud appeared.

Flying towards the Four Seasons Hotel at a high speed, the black cloak was flamboyantly raised behind her.

She flew in front of Bati and paused in the air.

With a cloak hanging on his body, he danced in the waves behind his back, and his petite body was suspended in front of Bati.

It's a raven.

Her pale face revealed crystal clear skin under the sun, and her dark purple lips were tightly pressed.

She nodded to Barty.

Pale face tight.

He is about to face his father, Sannomiya again.

She still felt heavy and uneasy in her heart, her petite body fell on the sun, and the billowing cloak behind her once again covered her trembling body.

Her pale face was tight, her black pupils were serious and restless, and her body was slightly stiff.

Barty entered the hall together with her, picked up the box that Mike sent over, opened it, and there were 380 golden solar energy capsules densely arranged inside. This is the overload of artificial intelligence Hera, using the solar energy that will be designed in the future The energy of the reactor was produced in a hurry.

If you can't survive this catastrophe, the future will be meaningless.

Bati twisted a solar energy capsule with his fingers, and said solemnly: "Every capsule here is enough to replenish the energy of my body."

Raven nodded to show he knew.

When Bati is unable to swallow the capsules by himself, she will feed them.

At that time, when entering the spiritual world with Sangong to fight, the outside will be handled by the raven. This method is very helpless, life and death cannot be controlled by oneself, so we can only trust the raven.

Bati has never been willing to entrust his life to others, but there is no other way at this moment, he is still too weak.

He admitted his weakness, and he felt angry and helpless in his heart.

At this moment, meeting Sangong is simply a devastating disaster.

Whether it is the magic world, Raven, or him, they all want to firmly grasp this chance.

Zatara has already explained to Bati all the magic he knows, all kinds of magic that have a slight effect, and even revealed the secrets of his own family.

He has already entrusted the hope of the entire magic world, the hope of the earth, to Bati.

The raven transmitted all the magic about the Sanctuary of Acharas, the behavior, attitude, power, and scene of destroying the Sanctuary of Acharas to Bati.

This is a true demon, destruction, with darkness all around him.

Unpredictable temperament, unscrupulous behavior.

If Sangong had any negotiable intentions, Bati would not fight him head-on, but would lie in wait until he was strong enough to fight against him in the future, and only then would he set off a killing spree.

However, Sannomiya is a true demon, with unpredictable behavior and destruction at will, a non-negotiable demon overlord.

People don't have any discussions with ants.

This is destined to be confrontation, and it may be a confrontation with ten deaths but no life.

Sangong is so powerful that it is suffocating, and what they are fighting against is just a projection.

Projection is also enough to destroy the existence of the planet.

How not to feel suffocated?

Bati's face was cold, his eyes were deep, and he opened and closed with a firm will.

He took off his white windbreaker and landed.

Take off the shirt, revealing a strong chest, with criss-cross scars, well-defined and smooth muscle lines, and a stalwart chest like a mountain top.

The sun shone from behind, illuminating his figure unusually tall, like a mountain top pouring down, the shadow of the tall figure shrouded Raven's delicate body.

"concentrate!"

Bady shouted, because he found that Raven seemed to be in a bad state.

She was apprehensive about what was to come.

Repeatedly facing past fears and memories made her body stiffen involuntarily.