Chapter 1750 S: The Great Event of Apocalypse (Seventeen)

"Am I awesome?!" Aisha put her hands on her hips and smiled with her fangs exposed. Little Bruce looked her up and down and said, "So your ability is to make people scared?"

Aisha nodded vigorously, but then shook her head vigorously. She said: "It can make many people afraid, and it can also eat other people's fears, and it can also... be afraid anyway!"

Little Bruce thought for a while and decided not to investigate the reason in detail. The main reason was that the logic of Elsa's words was so confusing that it would take too long to get the truth out of her.

Little Bruce's eyes stayed on Spider-Man for two seconds, and then turned away. Spider-Man immediately ran in front of him and said: "Hey! Hey! There is also me, don't you ask me what my ability is?"

"We have already seen your abilities." Helen sighed and said: "We will each put on earplugs later, and you just perform mental attacks on each other... just like you did to that weirdo before. "

"Oh, okay."

"Ha, now it's good." Harley laughed, glanced at the few people present and said: "Tanks, controls, physical output, and magic output are all there. Oh, of course, how can a team battle be without command? ?”

Seeing Harley's teasing gaze, little Bruce turned his head away and rolled his eyes slightly, then said, "Then you should listen carefully, the conductor is about to start making plans."

Deep in the maze, at the end of the dark corridor, a figure stopped against the wall, breathing heavily and swearing in dialect.

Kanter, who had one hand on the wall, raised his head and glanced at the identical maze corridor in front of him. He gritted his teeth and whispered: "This damn maze, why do all the roads look the same? The marks have all disappeared. "

He hesitantly wanted to press the rescue button on his arm, or simply break through the ceiling and fly out, but that would mean that his mission was a complete failure, and if he just returned to the fleet, let alone the cynicism of his colleagues. If Lord Disad knew that he was running away from the battlefield, he would be dead.

At least some results must be achieved, Kanter thought, at least he must be able to take them back to hand over, so as not to look too useless.

Thinking of this, Kanter took a deep breath and continued walking forward, but at this moment, he heard a rustling sound coming from the end of another corridor around the corner.

"What kind of maze is this? Why are the marks we made before gone? Are we really unable to get out?"

"I just said we should stay in the original room. Now it's better. The ceiling can't be broken and we can't find a way out. Aren't we completely trapped?"

"Stop complaining, you're trapped in that room..."

Kanter felt that his breathing rate quickened instantly. Could this be a turn of events? Those stupid little bastards actually came out of that room, and they happened to be bumped into by me in the maze. Isn't this pie in the sky?

Kanter instantly accelerated and sprinted to block the other side of the maze corridor. As a few small figures approached, he heard a few exclamations as he wished.

"Why are you here?!" Helen's eyes widened and she took a few steps back, bared her teeth at Kanter, and showed a vigilant defensive posture.

"What a coincidence. I didn't expect that we would bump into each other again." Harley tightened the knife in her hand and took a step forward to look at Kanter with murderous intent.

There was silence for a few seconds. Harley had to step back slightly and stepped on Spider-Man's foot. Spider-Man almost jumped up with a "ouch", and then said as if he just remembered something: " Ah...ah! Oh no, it's the enemy we encountered before, run!"

"Hahahaha, do you want to run?! It's too late! You will all become prisoners of the dark elite!!!" Kanter rushed up while smiling up to the sky.

Harley and Helen rushed towards Kanter at the same speed. While running, Helen lowered her voice and complained to Harley: "How can he be so stupid?! I guess they There must be no game discs on the planet, right?”

"Stop talking, I guess he doesn't even read comics." Harley turned around and jumped off the wall. Her speed was slightly faster than Helen's. She jumped up with her legs and turned over comfortably in the air, passing over Kanter's head. Behind his back, he added: "... Comics no longer draw such clichéd villains. I guess his next sentence was 'I advise you not to be ungrateful'."

"You'd better not be ungrateful! If you follow me now, you can still save a small life..."

"My grandpa is on top! Stop talking! Shut up and start fighting! Otherwise my toes will really cramp!!!" Helen roared at him.

With a "swish" sound, a gleaming blade passed by Kanter's temple. He turned his head to avoid it, and the small section of hair that was cut off was like a leaf falling in the wind.

Kanter didn't panic at all, narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his right hand to grab back, and used the momentum of turning around to whip his leg to the right. Just when he was about to kick Harley, a punch suddenly came from behind. He quickly retracted his legs and bent down to avoid it.

After Helen's punch missed, there was another kick. Kanter's peripheral vision looked at the tiny ankle that was kicked towards him. He curled his lips in disdain, hooked his fingers like an eagle, and grabbed back lightly.

In his field of vision, Helen had been directly grabbed by his ankles and lifted up, turning into a piece of bacon that could be slaughtered.

"Bang!!!"

Kanter was kicked into the wall next to him, and the gauntlet on one side was completely shattered. Helen slowly retracted her legs, spread her hands on both sides of her body and said, "A little bit of the strength of the main body is enough."

When he looked at the wall again, Kanter's figure had disappeared. There were several clanking sounds of metal collisions coming from the direction where Harley was standing. Kanter's fist was seen rushing out, and the afterimage of his fist waving in mid-air was like a blooming flower.

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Harley controlled the boning knife to keep blocking, and at the same time took small steps back to relieve the impact of the fist wind, but then a sneer flashed across the corner of Kanter's mouth, and he caught the flaw.

He pretended to attack the flank with two punches, and while the flying knife was flying to his side to block, he punched directly towards Harley's face.

But the screams and blood did not come as he expected. Harley just turned slightly to avoid the fist in advance, and then the blade spun quickly, "swishing, swishing, swishing, swishing", and the hand and arm armor on the other side were like sharpened pencils. It slowly fell to the ground like crumbs.

"How is it possible?! You can predict my movements in advance and avoid them?! Do you have the ability to predict?!!"

"Can you please don't add drama to me?" Harley pursed her lips and said with a disgusted expression: "Don't you have to sneer before you change your moves?"

Kanter was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously touched his face. Helen said behind him: "If you can't control your expression, wear a full-coverage mask. Don't imitate other people's helmets, making it look like you have a The old enemy of the super mind-reader needs to be guarded against!"

"You!!! You little bastards!!!"

Kanter had already accepted a wave of mental attacks from Spider-Man. The previously planned seduction plan was not executed smoothly, which made him even more annoyed. Being lost in the maze for a long time and unable to get out made him doubt his IQ. He was attacked by two children one after another. Breaking the armor made him furious. Although he couldn't understand what the other party meant, he could clearly feel that he was being ridiculed, which burned away the last trace of his sanity.

There is no such thing as the best fighter in the universe, there are only fighters under the command of the best tyrant in the universe.

Kanter angrily rushed towards Helen. Not to be outdone, Helen also ran towards him at full speed. The two collided with each other. The huge impact directly made Kanter's legs weak. Harley immediately raised her knife and killed him. Immediately, the three of them started beating each other with fists and kicks.

Little Bruce was watching from the side. It wasn't until Kanter made a mistake and kicked Helen away early that he tilted his head to Spider-Man and said, "Get ready!"

Helen turned sideways to avoid the kick with an expressionless face, then grabbed Kanter's ankle, then grabbed Kanter and swung him in place three times before throwing him out with a "swish" sound.

Kanter also lived up to his reputation as a fighter. He adjusted his posture in the air, aimed at the nearest wall, and bumped into it sideways to relieve his strength.

But just as he was flipping in mid-air, he saw a younger girl breaking free from her companion's grasp and waving her hands to cross the corridor. Her companion looked panicked and seemed to be trying to drag her away. return.

What a great opportunity!

After all, they are all Batman's children. It's enough to capture one of them and take him back. He won't make himself too embarrassed and has things to deal with. Even if there is no hope of reinstatement, he can at least save his face. If he really gets beaten by a group of children, With a disgraced face, even if Master Desard spared his life, he would never be able to raise his head in front of his colleagues in the future.

With this thought in mind, Kanter turned over steadily and landed on the ground, then kicked off and jumped again. Then he rolled to Aisha's side and reached out to grab the little girl's shoulder.

Kanter had already planned his escape route, and it would be unwise to rush towards the two female lunatics. After grabbing the hostages, he turned around and ran back the way he came. The maze terrain was complicated, and after turning a few more turns, The other party will definitely not be able to find him, and he will feel confident calling for support when the time comes.

Kanter's hand was already on Elsa's shoulder. The next second, Elsa turned back, the yellow light in her vertical pupils shining like the sun.

Almost instantly, Kanter felt as if he was being strangled by the neck, and an unreasonable and huge fear flooded his heart.

In the few tenths of a second that he lost consciousness, a sharp blade filled with dark energy passed through his neck.

Blood spurted out and the head fell. Harley, holding a boning knife, came over and looked at the decapitated Kanter and said: "It seems that the defense of this armor has its limit, otherwise he is just a little guy." , can’t get anything good.”

Helen walked forward and crossed her arms, looked at Kanter's body and said: "Strong is not very strong, but earth is earthy enough. Is this the legendary mental damage?"

"Okay, the first step of the plan has been completed successfully. The other party should already know that Kanter is dead. If my prediction is correct, Kanter is just a victim used to test Batman's strength. We passed this test for Batman. The other party’s attitude towards us should also change.”

In the control room where the fleet was established, Weiman looked at the red dot disappearing on the screen, smiled and said: "Kant is dead. His Majesty Darkseid is indeed far-sighted. Batman has been prepared for us."

"Go, activate the sonic boom channel trap on Kanter's armor, and invite some of his descendants to come over and have a good chat!"