The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

Inside the Batcave, Bloodsport and Jason Todd were looking at each other.

"So the Batcave is going to be a shooting club?

Let me tell you in advance that I will not be a member.

I don’t plan to be a coach or anything like that.”

Bloodsport has a weird look on his face.

If there are some differences between Deadshot and him, for example, Deadshot rarely uses other weapons except shooting, while he can use anything.

Then the similarity between Jason Todd and him is further enhanced.

"Hey, Jason. Didn't you say you were going to find Nightwing?"

Deadshot didn't care much about this, but was curious about why Jason Todd was still in the Batcave.

“Don’t you know how to make a phone call when you visit someone’s home?

If you can't, that's unfortunate, I can."

Jason Todd was lying on a bed with a cigarette in his hand.

"So Nightwing isn't home?

Or is he missing?"

Deadshot scratched his head, and then carefully looked at the bed under Jason Todd.

This thing looks like an operating table.

It is not auspicious for a person who is fine to lie on the operating table.

Not to mention that Americans are not superstitious, people here are the most superstitious.

Maybe I have done too many bad things in my life, and I have to seek some solace in the mysterious realm.

"I don't know, but I don't think that guy is the short-lived type.

Maybe it's just that a demon appeared on his side and he went to deal with it."

Jason Todd's tone was still casual.

This is not surprising, after all, the only demons he saw were a small group of fallen demons seen through the monitor.

There isn't even a fallen magician.

When alone, this kind of demon may not even be able to defeat a healthy adult male.

“What the hell is going on with those demons?

Why do you all know everything so well, but I don’t know anything?”

Bloodsport tilted his head and said.

Then I felt like my body was being lifted up by something.

"Fake! Nanase, put me down!"

The moment Bloodsport turned his head, he saw the big mouth of a shark.

The inside of a shark's mouth is quite ugly, with densely packed barb-like teeth.

Those are not teeth for chewing, but more for preventing the person who has been eaten from crawling out.

Hmm... the kind that's a little scarier than a steel brush.

"Is this King Shark?

Good guy, I always feel like I’ve seen him before?”

Jason Todd has no intention of helping.

What does it have to do with him if Bloodsport is dead?

It would be better to say that Jason Todd wishes that guys like Bloodsport would be finished by themselves.

This guy can't be said to be a good guy, but he's not that bad either.

If he hadn't bumped into this guy while he was killing people, Jason Todd probably wouldn't have paid any attention to this guy.

"Bang bang bang~"

Deadshot's bullets always come faster than his words.

But his small-caliber bullet couldn't even stop Nanase.

"What the hell is going on with this guy?"

Deadshot shouted, and then took the specially crafted weapon thrown by Bloodsport.

It's something like a large bottle opener, with accessories attached.

"boom!"

Nanase let go of her hand, and Bloodsport fell to the ground.

"Hey! Deadshot! Give me my gun back first!"

The first thing Bloodsport did was not to see how Nanase was injured, but to ask for his own weapon.

Top gunners generally have their own dedicated weapons. Although it is not impossible to fight without this weapon, the lethality will definitely be weakened.

"Deadshot, are you asking about King Shark?

Your little toothpick-like gun can't hurt this monster at all, but this guy can beat up the Flash."

Jason Todd turned over on the bed with a nonchalant look on his face.

The Flash has incredible speed, but unfortunately this guy always gets beat up.

From a super strong person to a gangster on the street.

That’s what The Flash is anyway.

But this guy has never been hit by a gunman so far. Who makes him run faster than bullets?

"Let me add, it was a direct beating."

Bloodsport took off the module on his firearm, raised his head and looked at Deadshot.

"I probably understand why you would risk being eaten while sleeping by cooperating with him.

This guy is a natural trencher!"

Deadshot looked at Nanase slowly getting up and said helplessly.

Not only did his gun not hurt Nanase, even Bloodsport's cannonball weapon did not leave any scars on Nanese's body.

"Hungry~"

Nanase pulled up her pants and rubbed her belly full of fat.

"Don't eat people, okay? At least don't eat living people."

Jason Todd finally sat up and took the bag that was used as a pillow from behind his head.

The not-so-smart Shark King is actually not a big threat, although it is to these people who are beyond mortals.

If Nanase had more trust in others, perhaps adding and subtracting within ten would be able to slow him down.

"Hungry~"

Nanase repeated what she said before.

It seems that Nanase's IQ will drop a little when she is hungry.

At least he can still speak complete sentences when he's not hungry.

"By the way, Wayne hasn't come back yet?"

Bloodsport asked after looking at the structure of the Batcave.

He didn't forget that his mission was to find Batman, or rather find Wayne.

"Bloodsport? Long time no see."

Through a portal, Wayne appeared behind him.

The magic of the portal is really useful for Wayne.

In the past, he always liked to play the trick of turning around and disappearing suddenly, but that trick was mostly just for fun with Director Gordon.

It's easy to embarrass yourself if you use it on superhumans.

Like Superman?

Disappear after talking to Superman?

Then Superman directly heard Batman's heartbeat at the corner through his super hearing? Or was he directly seen by the clairvoyant eye?

This ability isn't really of much use anyway.

But now that he has the portal, he can really appear and disappear.

At most, it's just a matter of opening the portal to the holy mountain of Harrogath.

That place is not something you can explore casually.

"It's been a long time since I saw a ghost, you are always so elusive...my Fake!

What is that shiny thing behind you?

I just said that normal people would never be able to do the things you do, but you are actually a person with super powers?

Then why don’t you use your superpowers when fighting!?”

Bloodsport was a little stunned.

"These are just some insignificant things. Now let's talk about the devil.

You also want to end Amanda Waller’s mission quickly, don’t you?”

Wayne said casually.

Then a portal was reopened.

"Hey, Luke, are you there? Come over here if you're not busy."

The portal can not only transport people and things, but can also save phone bills if used to make calls.

Although Wayne didn't care about such a small phone bill, the problem was that guy Luke didn't like to carry a phone.

"Coax~pacha~ahem! Wayne? I'm not busy here, but what's your situation?"

Luke spoke smoothly, but from the sound he probably smashed something just now.

Then Luke walked directly through the portal.

"I need someone here to tell them about the devil, and I just have something to do.

So I can only trouble you to come here."

Wayne said it naturally.

Speaking of which, Wayne and Luke actually get along pretty well.

Perhaps there is an element of the words and deeds of Collick and Maddock.

"Let me give them lessons?

I don’t know how to take classes, but I’m good at fighting.”

Luke said casually.

Of course Wayne knows this, but Luke is indeed the best person to teach these guys.

Although Luke has become a barbarian, the defensive power of his body's mutation still exists.

The few guys present are all top shooters, and if they attack by surprise, something might happen.

But there is no such problem with Luke.

Luke's current physical defense is probably no worse than that of Shark King Nanase on the other side...maybe he is missing a shark tooth?

"Don't you still have a devil's head on your waist?

Let's give them a little knowledge about that thing.

I know this demon is not the same as the demon that appears now, but he has been fighting with you for such a long time.

Isn’t it a problem to popularize some common sense?”

Wayne pointed at the head of Balza who had not spoken for a long time on Luke's waist.

"To be honest, I just received a mission from Leoric. He plans to build his own country.

So hopefully I can find some villains for her to manage."

Luke looked at the people around him before speaking.

Originally he didn't plan to do this task, but Leoric gave him too much.

Leoric promised to make those scoundrels obey the laws of Canduras and give those guys corresponding punishments.

The most important thing is that Leoric will give Luke Leoric's crown.

Yes, this is the legend.

As a creator of legend, although Leoric is not a blacksmith, this crown can still be wholesaled.

As long as he says that an object that can be placed on his head is his crown, then that object will become Leoric's crown.

Moreover, Leoric also promised to allocate all kinds of highest-grade gemstones.

This treatment is generous enough.

"So, Batman, who is this guy?"

Bloodsport asked after looking at Luke.

Suddenly, I felt that the brightness of the Batcave had become much lower.

Forehead……

Deadshot - black.

Bloodsport - Black.

Luke - black.

This atmosphere is a bit strange.

"Luke Cage, my comrade."

It took Wayne some time to think of a word that he thought was appropriate to express his relationship with Luke.

“This fat-headed fish is the king of sharks?

I seem to have heard of this guy when Constantine was bragging?

Did this guy have a happy life with Constantine?”①

Luke looked at King Shark who was still rubbing his belly and asked.

"It's really hard for that Constantine, he didn't get eaten while he was sleeping."

Bloodsport couldn't help but join in the conversation.

"So, you are the expert in dealing with demons?"

"Expert? Can someone like me be called an expert?

You have never met a real expert! But you'd better not meet him.

If you meet him, you'll probably be shot in the head without even being able to finish a sentence."

Luke said angrily.

Among the few guys present, only Jason Todd has a slightly better aura. This guy can be considered a hero after all.

The other guys...

Deadshot is a killer, and so is Bloodsport.

King Shark is a fool. Bulkeso probably won't regard him as a human being.

Even though King Shark still has some thinking ability, so does the Shepherd.

Nanase's current IQ is probably about the same as that of a sheepdog...

"Well, according to Leoric's request, I have to ask a question first when I see guys like you.

Are you interested in joining the Kingdom of Khanduras?

King Leoric can give you the wealth you want and the necessary freedom.

There is only one thing you need to pay, and that is loyalty?

Or does loyalty not matter?

Wasn't Leoric killed once by his own men?"

The second half of the sentence was added by Luke himself.

"I don't even know what Leoric is, and you want me to be loyal to him?"

Bloodsport makes Luke feel a little unreasonable.

"Wait a minute, I think I've seen your face before?

When was it?"

Luke looked up and down at the bloody sport in front of him, and after waiting for a while, he shouted as if he suddenly understood.

"Hey! Aren't you the gatekeeper of Asgard?

Is it Heimdall?

I've seen your appearance from Thor!

Why didn't you contact Thor if you weren't dead?

Or are you resenting Thor for not saving you?

Oh, man.

I heard from Leia that it was Diavolo who destroyed Asgard.

Although Thor at that time was not weak, he could not be Diavolo's opponent.

Take my advice and go find Thor.

Asgard has been rebuilt on Earth."

Luke said carelessly, and patted Bloodsport on the shoulder.

My hands were quite strong, and I felt like my shoulders were swollen during the bloody exercise.

Luke used strength according to the Asgardian's physique, but Bloodsport is not Heimdall, even though he looks exactly the same.

Heimdall is really gone.

"What Asgard? I've heard of Thor.

Thor? I saw this name when I was reading a book when I was free.

But what does this have to do with me?"

Bloodsport looked confused, even though he wanted to shoot.

But as a top killer, he is not willing to kill people at will. This is the same as blood sports and death shooter.

Killing is their job.

It's time to get off work now!

Killing for free?

What are you thinking about?

Killers don't like working overtime for free.

Don’t race car drivers also drive according to the speed limit when they drive after get off work?

Working overtime is frowned upon, no matter what kind of job it is.

Love working overtime?

Unless you have enough money.

"Luke, how far is Leoric's progress now?"

Wayne didn't care about these conversations, he was more concerned about how far Canduras had been rebuilt.

"Hmm? Probably to the extent of enclosing a piece of land?"

Luke was a little unclear about this kind of thing.

In fact, Leoric had already completed an exchange of interests with the so-called higher-ups.

Part of it is these super villains and guys who are neither black nor white.

The conditions given by Leoric include content to deal with this problem.

And he really needs these guys.