656 Wayne's Team Encountered a Demon that Could Be Called Their Nemesis

On the other side of the Dream Prison, Wayne and the gunmen are leading the team.

Apart from other things, when there is a team of top gunmen, the efficiency of clearing enemies along the way is still quite high.

Although it will be a bit uncomfortable when facing some demons beyond the killing range of guns.

But this is not a problem, Wayne is here.

Things that can be solved with a hammer, although Wayne did not dress up as Batman this time, long-range attacks are not only batarangs.

Throwing a flying axe has a similar effect.

Especially these enemies are demons, and there is no need to save their lives.

"Wayne, to be honest, I think if you can kill people when you are Batman, Gotham City would have been peaceful long ago."

Deadshot rolled his eyes and said.

That's true, how many super villains in Gotham have not been defeated by Batman?

If Batman still kills people, these villains would have almost been extinct long ago, so would there be a chance to play the game of chasing you and me with Batman?

"I can't kill people.

What Batman did has long exceeded the limits of the law. If I start killing people, I might be the biggest danger left."

Wayne was in a good mood and was willing to talk to the Deadshot.

"If you ask me, you are a slave to the right and the rules.

You are such a guy who doesn't plan to take revenge when the people around you are killed. It's really infuriating."

Jason Todd finished firing a round of bullets, staring at Wayne.

A leader's ideas are noble enough to be followed by like-minded people.

But if this leader is unwilling to even ask his followers to take revenge, this nobleness has long been out of the scope of ordinary people's cognition.

Perhaps this is also a reason why Batman has fewer and fewer followers?

No one wants to be ridiculed by the murderer who killed him after he dies on the road to justice.

"Okay, now we are facing the devil. What you are worried about will not happen!

If you die in the hands of the devil, I will not only avenge you, but also send a thousand devils to be buried with you!"

Wayne roared a little irritably.

Speaking of which, these devils have made a great contribution to Wayne's mental state.

How depressing is Batman's life, knowing that his opponent's death a hundred times is not enough to atone for his sins.

But he can't kill his opponent, especially this restriction is imposed by himself.

Will Wayne himself not feel aggrieved? Of course he will, but he is determined.

On the contrary, these devils have no psychological pressure to kill, and they can vent their dissatisfaction in their hearts during the battle.

"Bloodsport, the weapon in your hand is Lex Luthor's product, right?

I remember that when you were not arrested, you could take out various weapons at any time?"

Death Shooter asked Bloodsport beside him.

Of course, these world-class gunmen did not forget to shoot when they were chatting.

Anyway, the fallen demons, which are not much stronger than ordinary people, can be killed with one shot.

The walking corpses are just a matter of slightly larger caliber.

Except that the battle scene is a bit ugly, there seems to be no other problem.

"I only have these on me now, so you better not pay attention to me."

Bloodsport glared at Death Shooter.

They are all top gunners, who doesn't know who's thinking?

Isn't it just eyeing this method that can be replenished at any time?

The biggest factor limiting the output of gunners is the amount of ammunition.

Even these gunners who have reached the limit of human beings can't fight endlessly.

Even if they carry a full load of ammunition, there will be a time when they run out.

What to do then?

Are you really going to fight those with pencils?

"Do you still have Lex Luthor's contact information?

I plan to go back and find him to see if I can upgrade my weapon."

Death Shooter said without caring at all.

This may be a good idea.

The small box on his wrist is one of his favorite weapons, although it has many functions.

But the lethality is a bit problematic, and the Agron troll had told him this before.

Even if the small-caliber bullet hits the Agron troll's eyeball, it will have no effect at all.

If Wayne hadn't been here, this team of gunmen might have been reduced in number.

The damage of the bloodsport weapons to the Agron troll is also very limited, at most it is just a superficial injury.

The demon's recovery ability is also very good, but the result is that there is no effect...

"Why didn't you think of looking for me? Or is my Wayne Group not worthy?"

Wayne turned around and made a joke, which scared the Death Shooter.

"I'm afraid that the weapon you gave me will explode directly when I shoot at someone.

I know you won't kill me, but I don't want to be disabled."

The Death Shooter said embarrassedly.

He was watching not far away when Wayne almost broke Bane last time.

That scene was scary enough...

Wayne was already tall enough, but Bane was huge!

Wayne stood there carrying Bane. You will never forget that scene if you have seen it once.

Especially the look of blood foaming out of Bain's mouth, and the sound of his bones groaning in pain.

It's a bit scary to think about it.

"To be honest, I have thought about whether every time I catch you guys, I will be left with some irreparable disability.

That might be more effective in reducing Gotham City's crime rate than just throwing you into jail.

But just know why I gave up on the idea? "

As Wayne spoke, he rushed out and shot a fallen demon in the head. The blood that exploded when the mace hit it was still steaming.

The scene is quite violent and aesthetic, especially when the devil's brain is at high temperature. Not to mention, it's quite enjoyable.

"Eighty percent of it is the Broken Window Effect. If you ask me to say that you should be cruel to criminals.

I won't die at the hands of a clown again! "

Jason Todd said angrily.

He was really upset about this.

“When my methods become more brutal, who can guarantee that I won’t use too much force?

Killing is something I cannot accept, even if it is manslaughter! "

Wayne lowered his head and said, his words full of determination!

"I like you like this, Batman.

I had thought about it before, if the news of your murder spread that day.

Then I will definitely escape from this city overnight. Anyway, I never worry about not getting orders as a killer.

At worst, if I stay at a Continental Hotel for two days, I don’t believe that a person like me can starve to death. "

Deadshot's words sounded a little strange, but they seemed to be trying to comfort Wayne.

"Be alert! There's a big guy ahead!"

Bloodsport shouted.

He felt a huge threat from the front, even though he didn't speak, several other people could feel it.

After all, the combat effectiveness of these gunmen is almost the same, so there is no problem saying that they are carved from the same mold.

"A group of Agron trolls? Warrior demons."

Wayne waved his hands and said.

He already knew what the guy in front of him was.

This can be regarded as the instinct of the Nephalem. Anyway, these guys have always been quite sensitive to the scent of demons.

Just like Cormac back then, he was able to give early warning to the other Nephalem before they even discovered the enemy.

Early warning methods include but are not limited to shouting "Oh my god, did you see that enemy in front of you?"

Or shout, "Holy Light, that enemy is worth fighting."

In fact, after spending time with Cormac, many Nephalem no longer pay much attention to their own perceptions.

Who knows how Cormac achieved such a range of perception.

“Is he the big fat guy from before?

I think if that guy could be kept in captivity, there would be no need to move the big pendulum when demolishing the building.

Damn it, capitalists, it costs tens of thousands of dollars to use the hammer once!

This is just the money to touch the big pendulum. I didn’t even count the cost of getting through the connections in the city hall! "

Bloodsport bellowed.

Why does he know the price of one move of that big pendulum?

Of course it was to create opportunities for his own assassination.

In the past, he still liked the interlocking killing method, but after discovering how dark Gotham City Hall was, he just killed people by force.

There is a well-known Italian legendary killer who likes potted plants and said that the closer the distance when assassinating, the higher the success rate. ①

Although I heard that the killer planned to quit, Bloodsport liked this sentence very much.

"Guys, do you have any weapons capable of killing that thing?

It's now time, so don't hide it. "

Bloodsport went straight to assembling the components of his weapon, which he had to do if he wanted to do damage.

"Don't make trouble. Apart from the box in my hand, I only brought my favorite gun."

Deadshot said as he moved his position back.

When the gunner stood at the front, the enemies were all trash. Facing things like big monsters, he would still look for cover honestly.

Who wouldn't think of risking their lives to show off?

"I've found cover and am ready to fight!"

Jason Todd roared a little crazily. When Bloodsport turned around and looked over, this guy was already fifty meters away from the big guy.

This distance is a bit subtle, and the submachine gun can still have a good effect.

As for the issue of accuracy...

If the gunmen present were willing, the bullets that had lost their kinetic energy could hit the enemy in free fall.

If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't kill the target, they would have done this long ago.

The further away you are, the safer you are.

This is also the truth in the killer profession.

"I'll do it. You can fire as long as you don't hit me."

Wayne shrugged his shoulders and walked forward with the hammer in hand.

Wayne's fighting style is similar to that of Korik, both using frenzy as the core skill of fighting.

It's just that ordinary guys can't survive when Wayne uses frenzy.

There should be no problem this time!

Wayne may have allowed himself to exist as a normal person through his strong will, but he has long gone crazy!

Wayne kicked open the wall in front of him, and then glanced viciously at the group of warrior Agren trolls opposite.

Then he turned around and left!

There is a connection between that group of demons, and they also have a brilliance like a hedgehog...

Although Wayne is not sure whether it is a link or a fire link, it is unclear whether the Agren trolls share life or damage the enemy.

But he knew the brilliance of a hedgehog.

That thing is counter-injury!

The skill "Frenzy" is absolutely useful in combat, even if the opponent is a counter-damage demon.

But this has nothing to do with who survives.

If you use frenzy to attack and injure demons, it doesn't matter who has the higher output.

Then it depends on whose fate is tougher!

Wayne didn't like to take risks unless he absolutely had to.

If there were no anti-injury affix, Wayne would be confident to solve it.

Even if the three demons, who were already tough enough to beat, had three times their vitality, he would not back down.

But the situation is different after adding counter-injury.

“You better not shoot at that devil!

He can withstand your shots without getting hurt, but you can't withstand your own bullets! "

Wayne also shouted by the way to remind those outstanding gunners.

"You should make it clear!"

Jason Todd said as his head popped out of the corner.

Everything they know about demons is basically what Luke told them, but Luke is not the kind of guy who knows how to teach.

This is exactly the same as Madoc.

These two people share the same philosophy that no matter how much you talk about it, it’s better to experience it once. As a result, the understanding of demons among several gunmen is still superficial.

This is also thanks to the demon head that Luke hangs around his waist.

Otherwise, the relationship between these gunmen and Luke might not have a teaching component. Anyway, these guys would spend more time bragging to each other.

"Anti-injury affix!

To put it simply, guys who don’t have enough life are best not to fight him! "

Wayne roared angrily and threw a hand ax to block the approaching Agren troll.

As the hand ax hit the huge and ferocious body, Wayne's face trembled unnaturally.

Well, he already knew very well how much damage this hand ax could do.

This is what it feels like when an attack that can break open a building falls on you.

This feeling reminded Wayne of the time he felt when he was punched by a powerful woman. It was really uncomfortable...

"Retreat first, right?"

Death Shooter's movement speed is also excellent enough, which may be the reason why he chose to fight at a distance from the beginning.

Anyway, he had already run to Wayne's side by this time.

"Fuck! You bastards!"

Bloodsport ran behind, cursing.

He had just assembled his weapons and planned to test the waters with a shot.

As a result, I heard this "surprising" news.

Although he ran quite fast, he was holding a newly assembled weapon in his hand.

This is a bit stiff.

“Bloodsport, you turn and run now and join us where we came in!

We will wait for you there for an hour at the latest.

If you don't arrive within an hour, I can only assume that you were killed by other demons on the way to escape! "

Jason Todd shouted loudly.

If nothing else, Jason Todd still has some organizational skills.

In this regard, he is better than the other two shooters.

Although Jason Todd is not suitable to be a leader, he is a bit too, um, cynical?

Of course, people who have died once are different from normal people, and this is understandable.

"Bloodsport, the hatred of this demon is upon me now.

You just need to find a chance to leave first!

Don't run too far, lest you get killed by the demons that haven't been cleaned up yet! "

Wayne said one more word worriedly.

This group of Agren trolls were only attacked by Wayne, so naturally the first target of their hatred was Wayne.

As long as you don't get too close to this demon in blood sports, you can still protect yourself.

While speaking, Wayne also spat at the Agren troll...

It's not that he didn't want to taunt him by giving him the middle finger, it's just that the devil couldn't understand the meaning of the middle finger.

He could only use this method to stabilize his hatred.

The effect was pretty good, the Agren trolls were chasing him a little faster...