Chapter 263 61. Old Master! Capture him without mercy! Your son, your grandson is in my hands! -【825】
(Additional update for the brothers of "Stacking Armor丨Guo"!)
"唰"
The wielded black sword with the head of the devil drew an elegant and deadly arc in front of him, and with Damian's assassination roar, it struck the retreating figure in black in front of him like lightning.
Although the little madman was young, he had a lot of combat experience. He launched an attack the moment he caught up with the assassin.
Holding a sword in one hand and a gun in the other, while using the long sword to get close, you also don't forget to use short-range and precise hip shots to disrupt the opponent's rhythm. This set of Assassin's League combat skills is very useful in most situations.
It is difficult for ordinary enemies to deal with these multi-level attacks at the same time, but unfortunately, since Damian's "debut", he has not faced a "normal" enemy.
The same goes for Batman's space-time heterotopia in front of him.
He dealt with Damian's onslaught very easily, and even felt like he was moving smoothly.
While quickly dodging bullets at close range, he dropped the sniper rifle behind him, and while rolling to avoid the sword edge, he pulled out two black pistols from his waist.
The appearance of this thing gave Damian a chill on the back of his neck.
The person in front of him didn't retreat but advanced. He ran into Damian's attack range and opened fire with both guns, just like Ergu showing an upgraded version of "gun fighting".
But the old guy in front of him is obviously more skilled and ruthless than Er Tong in this regard.
The left pistol swept across like a war hammer, forcing Damian to put away his sword to defend. The right pistol aimed at the little madman's hand and fired twice, knocking the kinetic energy pistol out of his hand and giving him a flying kick.
There was a bang, and Damian, who had no advantage in height and weight, was kicked out. He spun twice in the air and landed firmly behind.
"Stop!"
Assassin Batman throws a Batarang to stop Damian from picking up the gun.
He seemed to have no interest in this encounter. He just moved his neck, looked up and down at the crazy child and said in a hoarse voice:
"It will be difficult to stop if we continue the fight."
"That makes sense, but I don't want to stop."
The little lunatic showed a nasty smile under Domino's blindfold. He no longer used a gun but held a sword with both hands, posing in an Assassin's League assassination swordsmanship style.
He felt that the Batman in front of him was more to his liking, at least more in line with his image of the "Dark Knight" than the crazy "Dad" hiding in Wayne Manor.
But before Damian could launch another attack, harsh gunshots rang out from another rooftop beside the two of them.
Batman reacted quickly and waved his cape to cover himself.
But he underestimated the super penetrating power of kinetic energy bullets after being fully charged. The first bullet was blocked by the cloak, and the second bullet penetrated directly. If he was not still wearing the suit, this blow would be enough to break his legs.
"Bang"
The smoke grenade was thrown on the ground, and the pungent smoke filled the area.
This is the master's "tactical retreat".
Still the same old thing.
But Mason, who was holding a Widowmaker rifle at the top of the building on the other side, didn't care at all about the little smoke cover.
There was no need for a combat-assisted aiming frame to interfere with the field of vision. The eagle-eye perception of Isu blood alone was enough to lock the master's figure tightly. After gaining distance, shooter Mason could finally give it a try.
The technological rifle in his hand almost achieved "secondary charge" energy storage acceleration after being modified by Isu technology. As Mason pulled the trigger, two more bullets rushed out of the gun chamber.
This time the shot was more accurate.
The old man who was about to jump off the roof was staggered when he was hit in the air. The cable of the flying claw gun was interrupted, causing him to roll over and hide behind the wall on the roof with his arms covered.
This played right into Mason's hands.
He didn't even adjust the trajectory, he tilted the muzzle slightly and charged again to fire.
The super-penetrating bullet easily penetrated the wall where Batman was hiding. The bullet missed him, but the subsequent "ricochet" was accurately calculated and hit the old man's neck.
The full-coverage suit saved his life again, but it also gave Batman a chill in his heart.
In front of the sniper, all obstacles are useless.
The most important thing is that this is the encounter he hates the most. Facing an enemy who does not know much information and has not collected any information, but the opponent seems to know him very well, there is really not much room left for the master to improvise.
However, the master did not panic at all.
While rolling quickly to avoid bullets, he took out a remote control from his armed belt.
The opponent chose a not-so-good sniping spot!
The place where he was was also his own industry, and with Batman's character, it was impossible not to be prepared on his own territory, so when he was hit by the third bullet in the back, the master of this world pressed the button without hesitation. button.
There was a loud "boom", and the roof area where Mason was located was exploded by the bomb hidden under the floor.
Mason was caught off guard and was thrown downstairs by the tremors of the earth. There was also an obvious electromagnetic shock mixed in the bomb, which caused the charging technology rifle in his hand to "get stuck".
"Damian, stop him, I'll be there soon."
Mason's intermittent voice sounded in the communicator in the little madman's ear.
In fact, there was no need for him to command. The moment he saw Batman falling into a disadvantage, Damian had already grabbed his grandfather's sword and rushed forward.
The old man who was shot three times by Mason's shameless sneak attack was still injured even though he was protected by a suit. His combat effectiveness as an ordinary person in this situation has been weakened.
But when faced with Damian's charge of "a loving father and a filial son," this gun-wielding man still didn't panic.
Dragging his bleeding body, he rolled to avoid the little madman's blade, and kept the distance with the continuous shooting. However, he was soon bullied by the little madman and kicked the gun away from his hand.
The two immediately entered into the most dangerous close combat.
The Demon's Head Black Sword in Damian's hand is a real magic sword. Its sharp blade cuts through the armor as smoothly as butter. In just ten seconds of fighting, the master once again fell into a disadvantage. .
Seeing that he was about to win the battle with Batman, Damian's mood became better and better, and the little madman's attacks became faster and more deadly.
After all, this is what he wants to do most in his twelve years of life, and this naughty kid is only one step away from realizing his dream.
"Poof"
The sharp black sword blade was blocked by the master's shark-tooth knife that popped out of the fighting gauntlet. He wanted to break the sword blade but found that the sword was so tough that it could not be cut off, so he could only restrain the sword blade and pull it out.
However, Damian decisively let go of the sword hilt.
The little lunatic made fists with both hands and stepped forward to punch the master in the face. Then he put his right hands together and used the deadly ancient martial arts he learned from Lei Xiaogu.
His fingers stabbed the master's lung tube like a sword.
This attack with special power put the master into a dilemma of being unable to breathe. The severe pain caused him to lie on the ground, and the torn sawtooth cloak behind him was also torn off by Damian. .
The little lunatic picked up the black sword and looked at the broken cloak stained with blood in his hand. He was a little confused for a moment, but soon a surge of ecstasy filled his heart.
He defeated Batman!
He did it!
The beginning of his life was already at its peak, as if he had no regrets anymore.
Damian held up the broken cloak and shouted to the trembling master lying on the ground in front of him:
"I defeated you! Batman, I proved that I am stronger than you! I am better than you!"
"You little lunatic, I don't even know you."
The old man lying on the ground murmured something in severe pain. When Damian was about to step forward and knock him out, the old man suddenly plunged a small syringe into his neck.
The gloomy substance was injected into his body and he instantly got rid of the difficulty of breathing. Even the bleeding wounds on his body no longer affected his combat.
This made Damian feel danger. He stepped back quickly and was caught in the flying claw gun fired by the master, and was pulled into the air again.
Bang.
The black gauntlet made close contact with Damian's head.
The little madman's roar suddenly stopped, and the moment he was restrained, he was cut on the back of the neck with a palm, and then a bat sedative was inserted into his neck.
Damian saw in despair that the victory he had already obtained spread his wings and flew away like a cooked duck.
This result was unacceptable to him.
However, the master would not explain this. Seeing the noisy little crazy kid in his arms calm down, the master gasped and placed him on the messy ground and took out the handcuffs to tie him up. At the same time, he picked up Damian's sword and Kinetic pistol.
He coughed violently.
Looking back at Mason, who flew out of the explosion crater and landed behind him with the Riddler's same jetpack, the latter held a silver pistol and a black penguin umbrella in his hand, with a ray of yellow lightning dancing on the umbrella.
"Why do you want to kill me?"
Mason didn't attack, he asked:
"Should we have no grievances, or should we say that the Batman of this world is a madman who kills innocent people indiscriminately? Just like Diana, the chosen god of Khorne, and the shameless dog thief Arthur Curry?"
"I have no reason to conflict with you."
The master shook off the blade of his sword, raised his pistol, aimed it at Mason, and said:
"But for the future and present of this world, you and your companions must die!"
"This statement is so familiar, so is it because of our identities?"
Mason suddenly understood.
He opened the sleeve of his left arm to reveal his tattoo of stars and said:
"All people with this tattoo are your targets? The pioneering team that was sent into this world some time ago were also destroyed by your team?
And the enhancer you just used, was it seized from them? ”
"You have so many questions, but I have nothing to give you except bullets."
The master pulled the trigger without hesitation.
However, the very fierce kinetic energy pistol in Damian's hands seemed to be jammed and did not fire bullets at this moment. It was obvious that Mason had made identification modifications to the gun.
Let the enemy shoot evil bullets at you with your own gun without picking it up.
The dazzling lightning was thrown over and hit the master's body, paralyzing him and at the same time the golden apple on the umbrella handle was activated.
Mason didn't expect to rewrite the man's iron will, he just needed his mind to be disturbed so that Batman couldn't fight back, and then Mason rushed over and kicked him down.
Like magic, he pulled out the freezing gun from his bag, aimed it at the master, and fired a shot, freezing most of his body and kicking away all the weapons around him.
Then he held up the freezing gun filled with cold air and said to the old man in front of him:
"I made all these weapons, and you use my work against me? As expected of you, you are so creative even in seeking death."
"Didi Didi"
A shrill alarm sounded from the old man's chest.
Mason glanced at it and knew that the master of this world had probably activated some kind of self-destruction device when he saw that he had no hope of winning.
Based on Batman's strategy, this self-destruction device would most likely level everything around it, but at least there were thousands of people having fun in the casino below.
Does he really not care at all?
"You better stop that thing!"
Mason picked up the knocked unconscious Damian and did not intend to step forward to defuse the bomb. Instead, he took a step back and said to the determined master in front of him:
"Otherwise you will definitely regret it! It's like the kind of regret that makes you slap yourself twice even if you go to hell. I'm not kidding."
Batman doesn't care.
The cold eyes under the half-covered Bat helmet just stared directly at Mason, and then he saw Mason pick up the silver legendary pistol and put it against Damian's head in his arms.
He threatened:
"Stop it! Or I'll kill this kid!"
"Are you sick?"
Mason's behavior made the master finally couldn't help but scolded:
"The person you are holding hostage is your teammate. You caught him, why should you expect me to obey?"
"Good question."
Mason's finger was on the trigger.
He stared at Batman in front of him and said:
"Because this kid's name is Damian! Damian Wayne. You just fought with him for so long, didn't you realize that this kid's eyes are very similar to someone in your memory?
If my calculations are correct, he was four years younger than Damian is now when he died in your arms.
Batman, you think there is nothing in this world worthy of your nostalgia, but this is not the case. What I hold in my hands is the only bloodline of the Wayne family.
If my hand shakes or the bomb on you explodes, you will forever miss that opportunity you have been longing for.
How about it?
Do you want to stop thinking about it? ”
"Pa"
When the explosion counted down to three seconds, the master ripped off the connection line on the suit. He stared at Mason and Damian in his arms and didn't know what to say for a while.
But when Mason took off the domino mask on the little madman's face, revealing a cheek that was very similar to the childhood Bruce Wayne, the old man whose lower body was frozen almost immediately began to tremble.
Then Mason stepped forward and pulled off the master's mask.
What is exposed under the mask is not the middle-aged but still dashing and handsome face of Bruce Wayne that is hated by all the male compatriots in Gotham.
Far from it.
Although the face in front of him has a strong masculine look, it is covered with cruel traces of time.
The short gray hair and the stubble on his chin make the man in front of him look very downcast and full of lifelessness.
Like a walking corpse.
But from this wrinkled face, one can still see a temperament that is as cold as iron and never bows its head, especially when paired with a pair of eyes that are not bright but full of fierceness.
It is like an old beast king of the night but still patrolling in his territory. It is indeed no longer young and has long been covered with bruises, but its fangs are still deadly.
"Thomas Wayne"
Mason stepped back and said his name.
"The revenge knight in the doomsday world! Sure enough, every man in the Wayne family is a guy who is unwilling to be ordinary. Look how bad this twisted world has made you look like.
My friend Bruce Wayne will be heartbroken when he sees you like this, but before that, he may or may not be ecstatic.
And you already know about the existence of the Society of Stars, so I'm curious, haven't you ever thought about joining them and going to another world to meet your son?
You know, as long as you are willing to look for it in countless parallel worlds, you can always find countless Bruce Waynes.
Then there is definitely one of them that is suitable for you. ”
He looked up and down at the silent "old man" in front of him, then took out a continuously burning alchemy bomb and threw it at his feet to help him melt the ice.
In the surge of white steam, Mason put away his gun and said:
"So, can we find a place to have a good talk now?"
He patted the little lunatic Damian in his arms who was unconscious and didn't know that he was being used by Mason as an "anti-Batman tactic" again. He winked at the old man in front of him and said:
"Just because I just let go of your good grandson? Give me a chance to shake hands and make peace, old man, don't touch the knife in your boot.
I really don't have the energy to fight with you anymore. "(End of Chapter)