The correct way to attack the villain

At the end of the sixteenth century, Mandate of Heaven attacked the Ming Empire. During the process of dispatching troops, Otto Apocalypse came across Song Yanhua, who was abandoned on the border of the Ming Empire. He found that she was a rare Honkai-adaptable physique, so he adopted her as an adopted daughter on a whim.

In the 90th century, Destiny continued to expand its territory in various galaxies in the universe. An interesting race was discovered in the Celens galaxy numbered β-[-]. They have the ability to "silence". Although this ability in their bodies is extremely weak, they still evoke Otto's interest.He put the entire Silance group under house arrest and began a century-long ability research.

At the beginning of the [-]th century, Otto's research on the "Serence" race reached its peak. In order to realize the goal of grazing the Honkai source on the earth as soon as possible, he officially launched the "Sirin Project" in the Babylonian laboratory stationed in Siberia. Cultivate suitable Houkai consciousness parasites.

At the end of the 105th century, after numerous failures, Otto made a desperate move and created A-106 and A-[-] with the gene of his strongest Valkyrie Yanhua and all the remaining "Serance" energy.

At the beginning of the 21st century, Experimental Subjects A-105 and A-106 were born in the Babylon laboratory.

A-106 is a failure, and it was only at the begging of A-105 that it avoided the fate of being destroyed as a failure, and A-105——

Since he was born, he has possessed strong Honkai adaptability and emperor-level supernatural powers, which allow him to avoid excessive rejection after being implanted with Honkai Will, and can effectively control Honkai Will to attempt to counterattack the host. riots.

It is Otto's most satisfactory experimental product in 500 years.

He sent him to Yanhua to guide him carefully, and after he passed the final test of the Houkai consciousness and determined to become the host of the Houkai consciousness, he named him Nochon Apocalypse, and even grazed the Houkai energy on the earth The plan was officially renamed.

Norchon plan.

But he still prefers the name Nochon Apocalypse to the name Nochon Apocalypse. On the day he just passed the test, Captain Yanhua had a headache flipping through the ancient book she brought from the Ming Empire, and finally found a name in the lines of text. She knew the words, and then said it with a serious face.

"Well, this is good, let's call it this."

"Song Hei."

Then the assistant next to him corrected him with a familiar and helpless expression: "Captain, although A-105 seems to like this name very much, it's not pronounced that way."

Captain Yanhua read it carefully again: "That's it."

"Song Heitu."

assistant:"……"

So from that day on, A-105 has a name that only a few people know, Song Mo.And his sister for failing the test.

Until his death, there was only the code name A-106.

The tall trees and shrubs in front of him were burned into a sea of ​​flames, wrapping the battle firmly in the center.The temperature continued to rise, and there was a scorching pain in the lungs every breath.

The Gotham Fire Department rushed to the scene of the incident as soon as they received the report. They set up a fire truck, but the sprayed water column was instantly evaporated when it touched the surface of the flame. No one dared to test these What is the temperature of the raging flames? They were helpless in the face of the soaring smoke in front of them.

What's even more strange is that these fires always seem to only burn within a certain controllable range, and no matter how close the surrounding bushes are to the flame tongue, they will not be affected by a single bit.

It seems that these flames are consciously controlled by someone to prevent people from approaching them.

The fire chief turned off the water gun with a headache, and was about to call the fire department for help, when he just picked up the phone when he heard a loud metal friction sound coming from the billowing black smoke ahead.

"Damn it, there's something in there!"

Everyone stopped and looked towards the source of the sound. The strong air flow blew away the thick smoke, and a huge black shadow shrouded it.After seeing clearly what was hanging in the air, the fire chief showed an extremely horrified expression.

It was a mech that was as tall as the Life Insurance Building——no.

It is two!

"God……"

"Contact the Gotham Police Department and Sky Eye Society. There is an emergency on the outskirts of Gotham. The fire brigade requests to evacuate the scene!"

Two huge mechs of comparable size collided, and sparks flashed out from the violent friction between the specially made metals. Huberian was covered with sword scratches, and the metal shell whose code name was changed to black was also scorched black.

Honkai can't regenerate itself on the earth, and the energy consumption of the battle between the two top technologies of Destiny is immeasurable, so in the middle of the battle, the two mechas obviously lagged in their movements.

The situation seemed to be reaching a stalemate of some kind, but everyone present knew that this situation could not last for long.

After the two mechas went into self-sleep due to energy exhaustion, the captain of the mechas would face each other again.

Eredar was tightly protected by Huberian, half of her face was covered by the shadow of the exaggerated wig, and her exaggerated red lips seemed to be smiling even when she was expressionless.He turned his head and glanced at Batman who was lying on the edge of the fire circle behind him, curled his lips, swayed when he let go of the tree trunk he was holding on to, and then walked there step by step.

The erosive effect of the Honkai energy on the human body is not only on the body, but also on the spirit. Even if the Honkai adaption can reach the top level of the Valkyrie, it will not produce too much repulsion when the Honkai source is implanted. It is not possible to break away from Houkai's control of the mind.

Therefore, they are covered with all kinds of protective measures all the time, while using Honkai, they are also used to resist the invasion of Honkai.

It is like a black mist with huge energy and full of all negative emotions that human beings can imagine, covering and wrapping the nerves of the intruded person, who will be guided, bewitched, and controlled if he is a little careless.

For example.

This person in front of you.

The two arms of the man propped on the ground showed blue veins, and even through the bat suit, the outline of the muscles on them could be clearly seen.The well-defined jaw was lifted by the toe of a shoe, and the seriously injured Mr. Clown looked down at Batman, who was also seriously injured, and the corner of his mouth hooked up happily.

"That's about the last thing I can do for you, boss. Just until then—"

"Do you remember who you are?"

No one knows what Bruce Wayne saw under the erosion of Honkai.

He saw that the raging flames around him turned into elongated ghosts in the shape of bats. They laughed strangely, bared their fangs sharply, clamoring to devour him and tear him apart, and then turned into various people. Look, or the guy who raised a pistol at his parents in that alley, or all the criminals who gave him a headache under the night sky in Gotham, and the clown, he laughed and said that he didn't lose, he just didn't want to play anymore.

All the shadows gathered around him, with grim expressions, they told him.

"You are very angry and depressed, and you will eventually find that your existence cannot change the status quo of Gotham."

"You should free yourself, only violence is the way to solve all problems."

"You can destroy them, you have the ability."

"You can create a Gotham without criminals."

"You can kill anyone."

—He can kill anyone.

—No, he can't.

The eredar looked into the other's eyes under the mask.

Instead of being calm and calm as usual, those eyes became fierce, angry, and bloody. Along with the struggle on his expression, it seemed that he still had some sense left.

What a tenacious will, with the physical fitness of an ordinary person, he has achieved what most top Valkyrie can't do. The second-generation clown feels that if he can see this look from Batman's eyes in normal times, he will definitely Excited to the point of scalp numbness.

He has said long ago that Batman is a violent madman who is angry all the time.It's just that he was too calm, he suppressed everything, and created the illusion of a gentleman and playboy like Bruce Wayne.

Unlike him, because he chose to indulge, that's why he got eredar.

"I don't know if you can still hear me now, or if you've fought the enemy in your head too much to think about anything else."

Eredar reached out and took out a gun from the void in his back. The barrel was filled with crystal blue fluid crystals. He pulled the safety catch and pointed the muzzle at Batman's head.

"I have thought more than once about what I would do if I faced death one day. The craziest idea is probably that I want to drag the whole Gotham to be buried with my sister. But—"

Slender fingers squeezed the trigger.

"Bah—"

A bright blue electromagnetic chip shot out from the muzzle of the gun, hit the hard metal helmet, and then quickly transformed into a palm-sized aircraft, which was tightly attached to it.

In the Huberian weapon compartment, there is a functional pistol specially used by the Valkyries to transport some precious and inconvenient cargo.

The aircraft opened up the safety grid to cover Batman in the center. The bright blue grid touched the pierced wound on his waist and abdomen. At that time, Bruce Wayne seemed to have just heard that sentence——

"Do you remember who you are?"

He saw the second-generation clown, who had inherited his father's career and opposed him until now, and was dressed like a lunatic standing in the firelight, with the corners of his mouth curled exaggeratedly.

He heard him say.

"You are not worthy to die with me."

"Be your great hero."

"Anyway, as long as you are still in Gotham for a day, Gotham is doomed not to be peaceful."

Then the surrounding scenery quickly retreated, everything in front of him was swallowed by the sea of ​​flames, and he was completely taken out of the center of the battle.

Outside the tall trees and shrubs, Director Gordon, who had just finished dealing with the Penguin accident, rushed to the scene. He looked at the two huge monsters whose outlines could be vaguely seen in the flames and thick smoke. He took off his glasses in disbelief and wiped them. After it's really not hallucinations or mirages, just like the firefighters before—

"Jesus, what the hell is that..."

At this moment, the experienced director of the economic bureau has determined that this is not something they can solve.He resolutely gave up all the dispatching of the sniper and the blasting team, and directly called his assistant.

"The situation is urgent, contact the mayor and the Sky Eye Society quickly, and ask for reinforcements at the end of Highway 115 in the suburbs of Gotham City! Also, immediately light up the roof—"

Before he could finish speaking, a black figure suddenly rushed out of the flames, slammed into the fire truck behind him with a bang, and smashed the metal water tank behind the car into a big hole.The fire water in the water tank poured out, bringing with it a sizzling blue electric light, and a drenched man who fell into a coma again in a daze.

batman.

Gordon: "—Batlight."

Gordon: "Okay, don't order it, over."

The old director wiped his face, and together with his men, he stepped forward and pulled Batman out of the water tank.The wound on the opponent's waist and abdomen was torn again in the violent collision just now, and fresh blood flowed out, which soon dyed the water under his feet bright red.

"We'll have to deal with things here sooner or later, but not until then."

Commissioner Gordon felt that he could hear the throbbing of his temples now because of the headache: "Who will call an ambulance for him first?"

In the center of the circle of fire, the eredar sent off Batman for a second.

The codename changer controlled by Yanhua to fight Hyperion made a strange mechanical sound, high pitched and rhythmic, as if mocking something, very unpleasant.

"What the hell is he talking about?"

"He said that you can't protect yourself and you still care about others. Sure enough, as they said, you have been a bad person with a lot of sympathy since you were a child."

Eredar could hardly believe his ears.

"Good guy?" He whistled, "This word is really suitable to describe me. After I blow up so many buildings in Gotham and scare the children to cry when they hear my name, believe me The people of Gotham will be happy for me knowing I still have the title."

After speaking, he glanced at Huberian, who was showing signs of depression: "Is it okay if you are so half-hearted?"

Huberian once again avoided the blow of the code-named change. Although the fuselage had become broken, Bangya's voice remained calm: "It's okay, Captain, anyway——"

"Huberian can't hold on for long."

Eredar sighed, "That's such a pity."

"Have you taken Mr. Wayne to safety?"

"Mr. Wayne?" The second-generation clown picked his ear, "Excuse me, no matter what, we are still rivals on the surface, and your captain will feel very embarrassed by calling him so respectful."

Bunya apologized in his childish electromechanical voice, and the eredar clicked his tongue.

"The concentration of Houkai energy outside the circle is much lower than here, he should pass it again—" He stretched out his hand to compare, gloating on his face, "I can wake up in one, two, three, four, five or six days, who knows Well, if normal people are slightly eroded by the Houkai energy, they may not be able to wake up in this life."

The voice of the core brain became gentle at this moment: "Mr. Wayne is a good man. If you work under him, you will definitely be able to realize your wish to buy your adoptive father the most expensive cemetery in Gotham."

The gloating expression on Eredar's face disappeared: "Your words sound like you are going to entrust me to someone before you die, Bangya."

Bangya didn't answer this time, and when he spoke again next time, Eredar heard Hubrian's shrill siren in the background because the energy was running out.

"Captain, I will hold them back for a while, so take the opportunity to escape."

The body of the white-purple mech resisted the blow from the code-named hack in the direction of Eredar, and the mechanical arm on the left flashed with crackling lights and was almost scrapped.

"But don't go back to Professor Charles. Archbishop Otto's people are watching there. If you go back, you will be caught in a trap."

"You go to the Sky Eye Society. I just hacked into their intranet and checked. They did make it clear in the phone call with Mr. Wayne that they will protect you when facing Otto's forces and will not let Otto It worked."

"At least in this regard, your enemy is the same person, you can rest assured."

"and also."

"Compared to others, you are the most suitable one to be the captain of Huberian."

The energy of the two mechas was finally completely exhausted at this moment, and the concentration of the surrounding Houkai energy began to dissipate rapidly at a speed that could be detected by the naked eye. Hyperion became the small mecha hovering behind Eredar again, Codename Kai also gradually disappeared from midair.

Under the night, Yanhua pulled out the long knife at his waist. The knife surface was made of magma-like fluid. The moment he pulled it out, a dazzling light almost pierced the sky. The surrounding temperature rose again, and a circle of flames followed. More than double.

Eredar licked her lips: "You know, Bunya, I'm not the kind of person who plays 'you go' and 'no, I want to stay with you' in a critical moment."

"I know, Captain, so—"

"So." Eredar looked at Yanhua who was slowly walking here step by step, and directly pressed Hubrian's sleep button on his wrist, "Sleep well."

The small mech behind him completely disappeared. He took off the strap on his wrist and threw it into the air. He picked up the gun just now and shot it at the strap. Wrap it, and fly to the place where Batman disappeared just now.

As Bunya said, although he has always thought that Batman is a violent madman who is more like criminals than they are, he does not deny that Bruce Wayne is indeed a good man, so he must treat his voice well regardless of previous suspicions The core intellectual brain that is young but actually does not know that it has lived for hundreds of years.

Then finally—

The scorching sharp blade slashed towards him with a piercing sound, and after the hot air from the edge of the blade had burned to the center of his brow——

"From here, the crystallization of the will of the Houkai in my brain will also be shattered. When the will of the Houkai is scattered, and the earth does not provide the environment for the survival of the Houkai, it will completely disappear here."

The blade stopped in the middle of the youth's eyebrows.

Eredar squinted her eyes and looked at the expressionless woman in front of her: "Is this your purpose?"

Yanhua held the blade in his hand, there was no hesitation in those black eyes: "Yes."

Eredar sneered: "Then you just killed me in the first place, why bother to follow Otto's order and ask the assistant to throw us to the earth, and ten years later, you deliberately disobeyed his order and came to the earth to kill us?" Me once."

"At that time, I didn't know about Otto's plan." Yanhua's voice was calm, "If I knew that he wanted to turn the entire earth into a place for cultivating Houkai energy, and let all the people on earth be buried with him, I would have stopped him at that time."

The second-generation clown raised the corners of his mouth mockingly.

He understands Yanhua. This person has always been like this. He can only see the big self in his eyes and never care about the small self. He only has big love in his heart and no small love. If he was chosen by Otto to become the body of the will It was Yanhua himself. After knowing all of Otto's plans, he believed that Yanhua would insert the knife between his eyebrows without hesitation.

Has been rational to the point of ruthlessness.

"Anyway, I'm going to die anyway." Eredar spread his arms, "If that person is you, it's not too bad."

Yanhua's hand holding the handle of the knife trembled for a moment.

Then, he lifted it up again and swung it down hard.

The blazing flames are getting closer and closer.

The eredar found that at this moment, he suddenly wanted to see something, like someone in a black cloak, or something carved into the shape of a bat. Even if those didn't save him, he would still die, but at least it would prove that Well, he wasn't so miserable that he didn't even have anyone to see him off.

His adoptive father, Jack Napier, was a villain, and after his death, his adopted son would work hard to buy him the most expensive cemetery.

He couldn't have no one to carve a monument for him after he committed a lot of evil, right?

Maybe Professor Charles would, but Charles would help him, and everyone else, and he was a man of great love, a love that was blissful and often frustrating, and that wasn't what the eredar wanted.

Do not make jokes.

Fuck you, you have nothing in this world but A-106 and Bunya.

The clown grinned exaggeratedly, and slowly closed his eyes.

However, just when the blade was about to strike between his eyebrows, a black dart shot out from the darkness and hit the blade fiercely. The long sword deflected and fell against his cheek.

Although he avoided the eyebrows, he was about to chop off the young man's arm.

The next moment, Eredar felt something wrapped around his waist, pulling him back hard.

His back bumped against some hard armor, this time even Eredar couldn't recover from this series of sharp turns, only heard someone shouting in a low voice above his head: "Hold on tight."

He subconsciously turned around, put his arms around the man's neck, and heard the sound of the wind when he was running fast, followed by the huge and familiar sound of the engine, which came from Bruce's underground industry. No matter what model, only the same engine was used. Engine Batfighter.

From capturing the eredar and turning around to run away, to climbing the rappelling rope to the inside of the batwing mecha, it took no more than three seconds.Even the Batwing suddenly accelerated according to the established procedure before the man had time to sit still, and the square cockpit was shrunk forward into a streamlined shape, which greatly compressed the driving space, but the effect of increasing the speed of the fighter was also significant.

It wasn't until the batwing burst out of the flames and the night of Gotham's airspace was seen again outside the cockpit that Eredar came back to his senses.He looked up and saw the man's broad jaw without any surprise.

The second-generation clown thinks it's all a bit bad.

Because as a clown, it was the first time he was like this now, even if he couldn't fiddle with it, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but want to curl up.

He leaned against the cold armor on the opponent's chest, his injured cheek was deformed due to the weight of the whole head, and even his words were a little vague: "She will catch up soon."

"In a short time." Batman calmly manipulated the virtual panel in the battleship, "She can't catch up."

The strange circle of flames on the outskirts of Gotham exploded twice in a short period of time, which attracted the full attention of the peripheral police officers.Sergeant Gordon looked at the end of the road eagerly, but the support troops still did not arrive.

It's been too long, and he has to do something.

The director with a strong sense of responsibility sighed: "Fin, prepare a gun for me. The snipers keep an eye on the movement in the smoke. The rescue team stays behind. The explosion-proof team will rush in with me after listening to my order. Stop, if you encounter an uncontrollable danger, you don’t need to wait for my order, just shoot immediately.”

After directing everything, the director looked at the two accompanying medical staff who had just arrived: "Please go and treat Batman's wound first, he is really seriously injured, and he is right behind now."

Director Gordon looked worried, and the medical staff looked serious. When the three of them looked at the place pointed by Director Gordon at the same time——

"What about people?"

Batman, who was lying unconscious by the waterwheel, has long since disappeared.

Gordon glanced at his subordinates, who also scratched their scalps in a daze.

"Strange, people were still here just now."

"Why did you turn your head and disappear?"

Commissioner Gordon looked at the water truck, squinted his eyes, and then not far from the water truck, he saw a palm-sized tablet lying quietly on the ground.

It seemed that it was dropped while running fast, and the screen was still on. When Director Gordon reached out to pick it up, the progress bar on the screen had just reached full.

The mechatronic sound of computer 01 sounded from the tablet.

"The Batcave F-series combat bat-fighters have been deployed and will arrive at the designated location in five seconds. Five, four, three, two, one—"

At the moment when the countdown ended, countless fighter planes jumped over the suburbs of Gotham and flew over the heads of the police officers, and then stopped outside the circle of fire in layers. The black special metal reflected the color of the fire, densely packed from the inside to the outside. The entire sea of ​​flames and the people inside were completely surrounded.

The number is so huge that it makes people dizzy at a glance.

Then the general command room issued an order, and all the bat-fighter bows began to spray a special cooling white mist. The flames that could not be extinguished by high-pressure water guns made a hissing sound when they touched the white mist, and then the fire diminished at a speed visible to the naked eye. go down.

Soon everyone saw the situation in the circle of fire.

There was only one long-haired woman holding a flame-bladed long knife in her hand and wearing a special battle costume made by the destiny with excellent female elements. The bat fighter in front of him blocked it.The sharp blade easily cut the bat fighter in half, but after that, more bat fighters rushed up to block the gap.

"God, this is simply—a military force that surpasses the entire Ministry of Defense!"

Director Gordon looked at the situation in front of him, and he scratched the middle-aged man's head that was on the verge of alopecia areata with relief.

"It seems that Gotham tonight can only be saved by him alone."

Thousands of miles away in the suburbs of Gotham, after the crisis alert was lifted, the Bat-fighter returned to its original smooth flight mode.

In the streamlined cockpit, Eredar was still leaning on the man's hard breastplate, even his posture remained unchanged.After the nerves that had been in a highly tense state suddenly relaxed, fatigue swept over.He was a little drowsy, but he didn't want to just fall asleep.

"Do you have a lot of questions to ask?" He asked in a daze.

Batman paused while controlling the system's movements: "Yes."

Eredar laughed: "Then you can ask."

Batman looked down at the young man.He had never seen a clown so easy to talk to, and he even started to think seriously about asking something.After all, it is a matter related to several centuries and civilizations of two planets. He can only find the tip of the iceberg by investigating for a period of time. If the person involved is willing to say something——

Eredar: "I wouldn't tell you anyway."

Batman didn't answer, and thought it was stupid and ridiculous that he was still thinking seriously a second ago.

After a moment of silence, Eredar pouted again: "That person just now was my mother."

After finishing speaking, the cockpit fell into silence. The seriously injured clown looked like I would not be willing to continue talking if you don't answer me. The man tightened his jaw, and finally replied perfunctorily: "Yes."

Eredar: "My mother tried to kill me, and my nemesis saved me. Do you know how ridiculous this is?"

Batman: "Yeah."

The second-generation clown adjusted his posture comfortably: "I'm a little sad now."

"You can get off of me first." Batman manipulated the virtual panel expressionlessly, and even pressed the button to unfold the temporary co-pilot seat, "Then go to the next co-pilot seat and feel sad."

Eredar froze for a moment.

Then the hand around the man's neck tightened even more.

"I do not want."

The expression under the man's mask became a little helpless: "You blocked my fighter."

The second-generation clown pulled his green hair that was burned several centimeters by the flames, and after a few seconds, he climbed off Batman unwillingly, and sat in the passenger seat next to him, curling up angrily.

He raised his chin proudly: "You don't want to know anything from me again."

Paused.

Eredar: "Hmph."

Bruce Wayne: "..."