Chapter 1300 Destiny Nemesis
"Deathstroke" Slade Joseph Wilson is the most ruthless character in the DC universe. Compared with his alien cousin who wears the same clothes every day and shows off around the world, his personality is more reliable and he doesn't say much when he is ruthless. Among the countless villain bosses in the DC universe, they are the ones with outstanding achievements and great reputations.
Especially when it comes to bullying children, he is an expert. He has been through the DC universe several times, and there are only a few heroic second-generation heroes who haven't had their butts kicked by him.
However, as the saying goes, "karma is a cycle, retribution is unhappy." In the area where he is best at beating naughty children, he does not have no nemesis. The black-haired boy in front of him is his enemy and creditor in his previous life. Deathstroke has been defeated miserably in multiple plot lines. It was at the hands of Damian, and the worst time is now!
In the original plot, his right eye was blinded by Damian's sword during the raid on the Assassin's Alliance camp. He led the team to defeat the Assassin's Alliance's resistance, but was beaten by a twelve-year-old child and fled. , can be regarded as one of his biggest stains in life.
Later, Deathstroke planned to kidnap Thalia and lure Damian into a duel for revenge, but was defeated by Damian's show control in a 1V1 situation. If Damian hadn't remembered his father's words when he was on the verge of execution, he would have stayed. He lost his life, and Deathstroke may have just made his debut with the classic one-eyed image and will make a miserable exit.
Regardless of how heroic Deathstroke is in other parallel universes, in this DC universe, Damian is his fate.
When encountering the original Damian, Deathstroke would definitely lose in this battle. However, when he was replaced by the epic enhanced version of Damian, the result was not the worst, only worse!
The two of them exchanged less than three moves before Slade was pushed to the ground and beaten violently. The last time Slade was beaten so badly was when he was caught by his mother and spanked when he was two years old!
The process of the fight was like this. Slade swung both swords towards Damian, who stretched out two fingers and clamped the edge of the first sword like steel pliers.
So Slade took the opportunity to stab Damian in the chest with another sword. The latter grabbed a leaf that was flying in the wind, and shot the leaf as a dart with a shake of his hand. The high-speed spinning leaves were knocked away first. The sword hit the blade, and the ejection trajectory flew towards Slade's right eye, hitting the eyeball and beating it to pieces.
Next, Deathstroke, who was blinded in one eye, screamed. He was stunned for a second by the severe pain. Before he could even take out a smoke bomb to create smoke to obscure his sight and escape, he was kicked to the ground. The black-haired man was kicked to the ground. The young man sat on top of him, raised his fist, and hit his face hard, with such force that his head was smashed into a pit in the ground.
Riding on the death knell, the black-haired boy punched his grandfather like a school bully bullying his classmates, while he was still a little puzzled. He didn't expect that the other party was so careless. He had clearly seen him slashing his grandfather with his two knives just now. The swordsmanship has some merits.
I thought that even I would have to work hard to win, but I didn't expect that my luck would be so good. The willow leaf dart shot with the "flying flowers and broken leaves can hurt people" skill deflected the blade, and then ejected inexplicably. It was a coincidence. Fortunately, he landed a critical hit and a soul-piercing shot, and this fateful duel ended hastily.
Deathstroke's mood at the moment was just like his nickname. The sudden defeat made him doubt his life.
Slade Wilson is fifty years old this year, and his two sons and daughters are much older than the boy who rode on top of him and beat him like a child.
When he learned that he had been deprived of the right to inherit the leadership of the Assassin League by a kid who suddenly appeared, Deathstroke was not only angry, but also quite disdainful. However, he had better genes and a better background. How could a kid do that? Stealing the leadership of the battle-hardened mercenary king?
What he hates most in his life are teenagers who are disrespectful to their elders just because they have a good family background and high talent. These big naughty kids don't know anything, but they think they are omnipotent and regard the charity given to them by their elders as their own efforts. achievements.
A truly powerful warrior does not rely on talent, blood and passion, but on strategy, experience and a cold heart!
However, fate, Bichi, dared to play tricks on him like this. The experienced veteran was killed on the spot by the fledgling Leng Touqing before he could exert his strength. This made him feel so embarrassed, and how could he not doubt life!
If the young man riding on him hears these thoughts, he is afraid that he will become his confidant. Luo Feng also firmly believes that the old scheming boy will always be countless times more powerful than the talented boy. As long as the strategy is insidious and the layout is right, it doesn't matter whose son the opponent is. , all have to kneel down and call grandpa!
It's a pity that the black-haired boy who defeated him was a monster in the skin of a boy. He was older and more sinister than him, and even meaner and more shameless than his cousin from another dimension. With the help of the power of fate and the halo of the protagonist, it can be said that it crushed Death Knell in every aspect and without any blind spots.
When Damian got up from Deathstroke, the latter had collapsed into a puddle of mud, and the bones and muscles on his body had been twisted into twists by his hands. Even if he had the power of self-healing, he could not heal himself in a short time. Moved.
The leader was subdued, and the firepower network constructed by anti-aircraft missiles and machine gun towers covered the entire battlefield. Seeing that the situation was over, the mercenaries who came with the death knell put down their guns, knelt down, held their heads in their hands, and surrendered obediently.
The ninjas of the Assassin's Alliance watched helplessly as their young leader turned the tide. His action was like a thunderbolt, easily resolving this huge crisis and saving everyone including the Ninja King. They couldn't help but cheer loudly. Pay tribute to this "young warrior king" who is still a minor but has already shown his sharpness.
Thalia puffed up her chest proudly and walked forward quickly to hold the boy in her arms and love him, but Damian dodged away. He seemed to have grown up overnight and no longer liked this kind of sweet and heartwarming parent-child interaction. The link is over.
Thalia comforted herself and said: "It seems that little Damian has grown up and is no longer mother's cookie..."
With a change of tone, the young mother said with great excitement: "I'm really proud of your performance. You have grown into a real warrior so quickly! Under your leadership, the Assassin's Alliance will definitely become stronger!"
Damian shook his head slightly and whispered: "As I said before, I am helping you to repay my kindness, but it does not mean that I will stay and inherit the position of leader."
"Traitor! Now do you know the gap between you and the true successor to the leader?"
Ninja master Lars Ghul dragged his scarred body to Deathstroke's side, drew out his samurai sword and raised it high, aiming it at his neck, intending to execute him in public with one blow.
The sword flashed, but the bloody scene of the head rolling did not appear. Damian stepped forward, stretched out two fingers to clamp the chopped blade, and stopped him: "Wait, he is my prisoner, you have no right to deal with it." !”
The ninja master hated being disobedient by others, even his own grandson. However, the katana he held in both hands was held motionless by two fingers. The gap in absolute power was so obvious that he could only calmly and slowly move. He put down the knife and pretended to give in for the time being, but the look he looked at Damian was a little colder.
The old man's face darkened, and he suddenly asked: "Damian, I'm curious, when did you quietly install anti-aircraft missiles and machine gun towers in 'my' fortress?"
As the leader of the Assassin's League, Lars Ghul is the most elite assassin in the world. A good assassin is also often a good spy. It would be a mistake for the King of Spies to remain unaware that his lair has been tampered with. Such a big taboo, even if the person who did it was his grandson, he would not tolerate it!