End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

On the edge of the desert, the pitch-black true anti-mourning... Ahem, the pitch-black 'Guardian of Gotham' type bat suit cuts white air waves high in the sky.

Behind him, two Kryptonian soldiers in black armor chased after him. Four hot lines of sight intersected and swept down the front in the shape of scissors.

Bruce controlled the battle armor, and at the critical moment, he narrowly avoided the tragedy of being cut in half.

Although it is a close call, but if the number of times is too many, or every time it is narrowly avoided, this kind of thrill is worth discussing.

Bruce is still collecting information. Kryptonian soldiers are strong or weak individually, and the upper limit is unknown. He is currently scouting the lower limit, assessing the level of danger, and comparing it with several dangerous people on Earth.

The conclusion obtained is not optimistic. Fortunately, Krypton has already exploded, otherwise, the Kryptonian army will drive straight in, and humans have no chance of winning.

The gap in talent is too great. Human civilization has struggled so far, and it is not as good as Kryptonians giving birth to two children casually.

At the same time, his danger level comment on Clark was also raised to the highest level.

It is a good thing that there is a superhero on the earth who protects justice. Clark's character and character are the benchmarks of moral models. Just like Russell said, Bruce also has to admit that although Clark is a Kryptonian, he is far more than an Earthling. more full of humanity.

But the risk is too great!

Clark attracted General Zod and his team today, what about tomorrow?

General Zade, or General Reed?

After the destruction of Krypton, is it true that only the remnants of General Zod are left, and there are no other troublesome characters?

Bruce is willing to trust Clark, but who should bear the risk behind it, the earth or human civilization?

"Don't Kryptonians have weaknesses?"

Bruce asked himself, extremes must reverse, and the stronger the race, the more obvious its weaknesses, otherwise other civilizations in the universe would have nothing to play with. Kryptonians should have weaknesses, but he hasn't discovered them yet.

Maybe Russell has some information!

boom! !

A loud sound of cloudburst assault came from behind, and after supercomputer analysis, the speed of the two Kryptonian soldiers became faster than before.

Bruce's heart sank. The Kryptonian's racial talent was unfathomable. He refreshed his cognition several times, and after a while, he became stronger again.

The sky is not their limit, the outer atmosphere is!

If we continue to collect data, it is very likely that we will consume ourselves to death. Bruce ordered the supercomputer to load the latest data collected, and then detoured and accelerated towards the two Kryptonian soldiers.

Seeing that the enemy with oiled soles no longer used kite-flying tactics, but chose to fight head-on, the two Kryptonian soldiers had no doubt that he was there, and they rushed forward with enthusiasm.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The anti-death knell armor bounced off the missile launcher with both shoulders, and fired several miniature missiles intensively. Although the warheads were small, the speed was astonishingly fast.

The Kryptonian soldiers were unwilling to fight hard and dodged to avoid these tracking missiles.

After successfully separating the two, Bruce chased after the weaker one in the data detection, preparing to solve them one by one.

Sensing Bruce's attack intention, the Kryptonian soldier sneered, drew an arc in mid-air, and approached him straight with the missiles behind him.

The intention of deliberately creating an air crash was very obvious, but Bruce did not change the flight trajectory. When the two of them approached a certain distance, a sudden change occurred, and the tracking missile behind the Kryptonian soldier suddenly completed a second acceleration, catching up to him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The glare from the glare and the ear-drum-shattering noise are like modified special shock bombs, small props to assist in combat.

The Kryptonian soldier screamed. Maybe he is an elite non-commissioned officer, but his combat experience and sensory training are far less than that of Foola. He fell into temporary blindness and deafness, and subconsciously threw his fist forward to block the approaching figure of Bruce. .

Crazy attacks continued, all of which were in vain. He opened his tearful eyes and vaguely found Bruce's blurred figure.

He was holding his belted laser sword and slashing straight down from the right side.

Without even thinking about it, the Kryptonian soldier raised his arm to block the attack with his armor, and then his eyes burst into red light, and his hot eyes shot out, heading straight for Bruce's faceplate.

Bruce's movement of raising his sword and chopping down suddenly stopped, as if he had been prepared, the propeller accelerated, and his body moved sideways to get away for a certain distance.

Buzz buzz! !

The heat vision continues to output, the red light breaks through the sky, and another Kryptonian soldier is in front of the target.

The unlucky guy was also blinded and deaf for a short time due to the shock bomb. He suddenly heard the sound of rapid friction against the air, and he punched it without thinking.

boom! !

He didn't hit anything, but the black armor on his chest was melted and cut by the heat sight, and he was hit hard without noticing it, and fell from the sky screaming.

With the physical fitness of Kryptonians, it is amazing to not die in this fall, and lie down for a while.

Moreover, there is an 80% possibility that he will be able to heal himself before landing and fly back to the sky.

"Earthling!!"

boom! !

Being calculated by the enemy, causing him to beat his teammates hard, the Kryptonian soldiers were furious, glaring at Bruce and roaring, and just after shouting, they were covered in a face cannon.

The irritating corrosive liquid melted into the mouth, nose, and eyes, and the Kryptonian soldier screamed again. Bruce stretched out his black hand, and the arm weapon ejected a deadly weapon with a red arrow.

A missile carrying chlorophyll!

It's not ordinary chlorophyll, but obtained from the Poison Ivy woman who did not want to be named through a secret channel. Presented to Bruce.

The price Bruce paid was a private land, in the outskirts of Gotham City, in the deserted mountains and mountains, which belonged to the land purchased by the Wayne family in the early years.

Although the toxin carefully prepared by Poison Ivy is enough to kill any creature, but for the Kryptonian's physique, it is not realistic to kill them directly, at most adding some negative BUFF.

That's enough!

The Kryptonian soldier screamed and fell from the sky. Bruce drove the anti-death knell armor across the arc and intercepted in mid-air. He ejected a sharp-edged weapon from his arm. Continuous attacks failed to work, and another round of chlorophyll was added.

Negative BUFF continues...

The Kryptonian soldiers suffered from sensory setbacks, and unfortunately became Bruce's experimental materials. They were frantically beaten in mid-air, and all kinds of small props were thrown on their faces. They were as helpless as sandbags.

Continuous attacks were ineffective, and Bruce couldn't help feeling his scalp tingle. He tried inserting the laser sword into the eyes, mouth, and nostrils, but he still couldn't break through the Kryptonian soldier's skin.

In desperation, he had no choice but to retreat and start the continuous attack mode, punching and kicking all the way, pressing down on the Kryptonian soldiers and falling from the sky at an accelerated rate.

Of course, occasionally a shot of chlorophyll is added.

Not to mention, although the armor of Kryptonian soldiers has been peeled off, the thickness of the skin alone can block all kinds of sharp weapons, but the defense against blunt blows such as fists and feet is obviously not that high.

The most convincing evidence is that the screams are louder than the screams.

The ground was approaching, and Bruce's back armor thrusters deflected. Before the last second of lift-off, he violently elbowed the Kryptonian soldier's face, directly deforming his face and increasing his falling speed.

Rumble! ! !

There was a tremor on the ground, and the Kryptonian soldiers fell to the ground and smashed out a human-shaped pit. The surrounding dust shook, and the sky was filled with dust and dust.

After so many beatings in a row, the poor man's version of Superman couldn't bear it anymore.

Mainly due to the negative BUFF interference of chlorophyll, the toxins in the body were raging, and the self-healing ability conflicted with each other. The steel body was slightly weak, and the injury could not quickly complete the self-healing after landing.

Bruce rushed straight down from a high altitude, his feet pierced the Kryptonian's back like arrows, forcing him to spit out blood, and his figure sank deep into the rock formation again.

"Terrible fellow!"

Bruce shook his head secretly, the weapon in his arm ejected, and another round of chlorophyll hit him.

Kryptonian Soldier: You are even scarier!

Seeing the Kryptonian soldiers howling in pain under the torment of chlorophyll, and even their self-healing ability has slowed down a lot, Bruce silently wrote down the weapon and prepared to go back and make another deal.

No, ten trades.

Poison Ivy: Get lost, no more, no more!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Another two shots of chlorophyll were added, surrounded by poisonous gas, the faces of the Kryptonian soldiers turned green, and the blood coughed up in their mouths was also covered with a layer of green foam. The cry gradually became dull.

Bruce's eyes lit up, he grabbed the Kryptonian soldier's feet, swung them up and smashed them twice, stepped on his back with his last foot, grabbed his head with both hands, and tried to break it to the side.

He didn't break it off, he hesitated!

In all fairness, it's about the crisis of the earth, and an alien cannot be allowed to leave alive. Bruce hopes to kill the Kryptonian soldiers himself, but when things come to an end, he can't do it.

It has nothing to do with benevolence. This is the bottom line. After all, Baiteman used violence to control violence, used lynching, ignored the law in various ways, and often went to and from Arkham to beat criminals in order to torture intelligence. He never showed mercy to the wicked.

He is afraid of himself, there are only zero and countless times of killing, everything starts with one, once tasted the blood with his own hands, there is no way to turn back.

I killed the devil, but I was blooded by the devil and turned into a devil in the end, which is what Bruce fears the most.

Because he went crazy, he was afraid!

But if the earth is in crisis because of himself, wouldn't the crime be even greater!

What should I do?

A superhero named Batman continues to struggle...

"..."

Bruce looked at the Kryptonian soldiers on the ground who were just short of the final blow, with a strange look on their faces. Aliens... are they human?

It shouldn't be considered human... right!

Unknowingly, Bruce clenched and loosened his fists, loosened and clenched again, and finally his eyes turned hard.

Boom boom boom———

At this moment, a black shadow shot rapidly in the sky, the supercomputer detected the data, Bruce sensed the identity of the comer, and immediately retreated.

boom! !

The black figure crashed to the ground. Russell pulled out the black flame sword that pierced through the Kryptonian soldier, and asked in confusion: "Hey, why is this Kryptonian soldier so green? Hal isn't here? Bruce, did you green him?"

"Russell, you killed someone again."

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't kill anyone, I just sent him to another world!"

Russell put his hands on his hips. He knew there would be such a day, so he was prepared for it, and said proudly: "See the wings on my back. Black means to send him to hell, and white means to go to heaven."

Bruce: "..."

It really makes sense!

"Hey, that's right..."

Russell frowned, and looked at Bruce with a half-smile: "Just now, you should be able to stop me, why not?"

Bruce turned and left, and said coldly: "You think too much, this 'Guardian of Gotham' is not your opponent, I really want to stop you, but I can't."

Russell quickly caught up with him, and said unrelentingly: "Don't try to lie. When you jumped away, you had the opportunity to take him away with you, but you didn't do it. You clearly wanted to use my hand to kill him."

Bruce glanced at Russell: "I won't kill him, but I won't save him either. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

"Huh~~~"

Russell drew a long tone, with a look of disgust: "BadBatman!"

bad bat!

Bruce agrees, conceding, "Yeah, I never said I was a good guy."

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