Chapter 138 (1/2)

”How dare he...”

the laughing bat watched Su Ming come, which was beyond his expectation. After all, from the battlefield, the fighting style of the death knell was always full of tactical rhythm.

This sudden charge is totally inconsistent with his profile. What happened?

But he didn't care.

You're going to come and chop me, aren't you? You don't think I'm going to press the button to wait for Bruce, do you?

Then you are wrong...

although there is no Batman in the main world, which makes the script have some flaws, when the universe breaks down, all the people watching the puppet show will witness his pioneering work, and Bruce will always know...

ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

However, just as he was about to press the button in his hand, a huge black sword whirled over. The robins in front of him did not even utter a whimper, and were cut off like wheat.

Su Ming swung his arm round and threw the sword out of his hand. The sharp N-metal weapon instantly killed the robins.

Unable to press the button or take another look at the Robins' misery, the laughing bat rolled on the spot and avoided the blade of the sword.

”Chi!”

The sword was directly inserted into the host of his brother's eyes behind him, and the sparks suddenly splashed everywhere, and the screen instantly went black. The laughing bat can't see Su Ming. The sudden change of light and shade makes him feel in a trance for a moment.

However, Su Ming wore a helmet, and the night vision function of the tactical eyepiece still worked normally. He kicked off the corpses of the outlandish robins and continued to charge.

But his goal is not the laughing bat, but the ”ultimate machine” operating table now tied to the watcher.

He charged forward for a while, at this angle, he could finally see the scene behind the stone wall, the watcher on the operating table was fixed, his skull was missing, and not far above his head was a flat brain on a crude device like an alcohol lamp stand.

”No way!”

Although the laughing bat could not see it, he pressed the button in his hand without hesitation. He chuckled and everyone would die.

What will be the next time you open your eyes?

Maybe familiar people will come back to their own side... So that they can kill them again!

But he did not feel the pain, nor did he feel the explosion. As he gradually became familiar with the darkness, he saw that the golden sword in the hand of the knell had turned into a fork with a super long handle, which was accurately inserted into the brain of the star falling in mid air.

The brain, which emits light waves of thought, is being taken back by the death knell, and the fork shortens it with it.

Yes, as long as Su Ming can see the target, it will be easy. The God killer is also a artifact. Although the head of the monitor is fixed with a glass cover, the two brains can collide as expected.

But no matter how strong the toughened glass is, it can't block the sharpness of the God killer.

At the critical moment, Su Ming finally inserted his brain in mid air, just like inserting a piece of pudding on the dining table.

It's just that the watcher under it may have a bit of bad luck. The broken glass has fallen in his head, which may lead to Alzheimer's symptoms in the future.

But both the earth and the multiverse are preserved, aren't they?

”What did you say? Don't think about it? ”

Su Ming turns around and takes off the counter watcher's brain from the fork. It's a disaster to leave this thing on earth. It must not fall into the hands of the eternal Council.

When he flipped his hand, his brain fell to the ground like jelly. He stepped on it, and suddenly a ”creak” was heard under his black and yellow boots.

Red and white splash everywhere, a burst of whistling from the soul burst out in an instant.

Su Ming has double soul strength, which is just a strong wind for him, but Diana fainted again with a whine.

The laughing bat was affected by some factors, but his willpower was so strong that he just shook and got back on his feet.

But there is no smile on his face, only a cold.

Su Ming still likes this kind of blues, serious and indifferent is his familiar appearance.

The laughing bat turns around and pulls out Su Ming's night sword from his brother's eye host. The N metal that forms the handle of the sword is so hot that his palm continuously emits bursts of white smoke and has a strong meat flavor.

But he didn't care. He only knew that his plan was broken, and the death knell in front of him was the culprit.