Chapter 292: The Weak God of War

On a plain full of scorched earth.

Both trees and cities were reduced to ashes under the hospitality of those who were equal to all living beings and loved Hiroshima's specialties.

Therefore, the energy emitted even changed the light in the air, causing it to emit a strange orange light.

Wherever you look, you see ruin.

No living thing can survive in such an environment.

Until, on the earth full of cracks and scorched earth, there was a huge throne made of cast steel.

The huge figure that looked like an iron monster from a distance leaned lazily on the throne, admiring the dilapidated scene.

He held his arm with one hand, and his body was surrounded by light red blood, which looked extremely weird and bloody.

"Boom!"

A few tears lit up above the dark clouds overhead.

"Wow!"

The huge body slowly lifted up, and the armor collided with a dull sound. He reached out to hold the long knife placed next to the throne, and murmured an unknown meaning from his mouth.

If you get closer, you can hear the words "Finally here" through the gaps in the armor.

The Dark Knight clenched the handle of the knife and looked at the figure that broke through the clouds from high in the sky, and the thunder and lightning seemed to be cheering for his arrival.

Dazzling and dazzling golden hair, flawless and pure face.

There are also the pair of wings on the back that symbolize the power of heaven, and the bright silver armor draped on the body.

In comparison, the Dark Knight looked like a demon crawling out of hell, exuding an ominous aura.

"Whoops, whoops."

Seeing the Son of Heaven who descended from the sky as if he had gathered all the favors in the world, Wu Ming's iron fist couldn't help but clenched his fists.

The desire to fight roared in his blood, every muscle, nerve, and cell roared for him to fight.

Because this damn guy reminded him of his past.

That was a story from a very long time ago.

In the Earth minus 12 world.

On the vast and desolate battlefield, corpses and weapons were piled up in disorder.

"Ares, you will pay for what you have done!"

Batman held his girlfriend in his arms, the Wonder Woman of the universe, roaring and spitting at the figure not far away.

Not far from him stood a white-haired middle-aged man wearing a medieval Roman war dress and a wide cloak.

The scarred cheeks were full of ridicule, and he spoke rudely to Batman: "Tell me the burning land is littered with death, everything has fallen, why do you challenge the God of War?"

Not far from Ares, at the feet of the fallen Diana, there is a simple helmet from the Roman period.

The story of this universe begins not long ago.

After being defeated, Ares, the god of war, reused some special means to create a helmet of the god of war, which could increase his power a hundred times.

This was undoubtedly a tough battle, and it took the superheroes formed by Batman and Diana two years to get in front of Ares.

He and his girlfriend vowed to eradicate Ares and destroy that abominable helmet.

Diana told Batman how scary that helmet was.

This helmet has the power to corrupt people, but witnessing Diana's death has made Batman stop thinking about it so much.

He thinks he is Batman and that he has the ability to harness this power.

He thought he could use the power contained within the helmet for mercy.

So, with Ares watching, Batman picked up the cursed helmet and put it on his head.

The irresistible and incomparable power surged out from every corner of his body. They washed Bruce's mortal body and transformed it in the direction of gods.

The powerful and terrifying energy was endless, and at the same time, there was a voice in his mind that kept repeating, urging Bruce to fight and kill.

With the power of the helmet, Bruce successfully defeated Ares.

He killed the arrogant god,

But the killing intention in his mind did not stop.

So, Batman killed the superheroes who came to support him, and then he killed the villain.

But desire still drives him to kill as much as he wants.

However, an episode occurred during this period. The lover who mistakenly thought that Diana died at the hands of Ares did not die.

She wakes up and tries to persuade Bruce to stop his crazy behavior.

She even quietly approached him and tried to take off the helmet.

This made Bruce feel betrayed, and the helmet told him to kill Diana so that he could find peace.

So he did it without hesitation, and he killed his most beloved lover.

But after killing his lover, a huge emptiness filled his heart.

He killed every living thing on the planet until there was nothing left to kill.

And when he was confused, a guy who called himself the Laughing Bat came to him through the dark passage.

The other party was holding several crazy Robin hounds, which made Wu Ming Tiefang feel nostalgic.

Their own Robin is actually quite good, but unfortunately, they think they are crazy and want to take off the helmet on their heads just like Diana.

So Batman had no choice but to kill the unlucky ones, using his iron fist to smash their bodies and bones into pulp.

"Such a world is boring, there is nothing for you to kill." The Laughing Bat showed his signature fake smile: "I can provide you with a playground for wanton killing."

So, Bruce, who had nothing to do, agreed to the request of this seemingly abnormal guy and joined the Dark Knights to invade the main universe.

Returning thoughts to reality.

The Merciless Iron Fist waved his fist, and he flipped his hand to summon a sharp blade.

"Your name is Gino Luthor, right?"

The eyes under the Merciless Iron Fist helmet glowed red.

"I have always wanted to see your strength."

He raised his hand and knocked on the helmet on his head: "My helmet has been urging me to find you."

He clenched his fist, accompanied by the flash of thunder and the whistling of the wind, his huge mountain-like figure flashed, and his legs crushed the ground under his feet.

"Let me!"

The iron fist smashed down, and the iron fist roared: "Kill you!"

The terrible fist pierced the air wave and smashed down with rolling thunder.

"Kill me?"

Kino sneered. Facing the fist that was getting bigger and bigger in his vision, the boy just raised a finger to meet the enemy.

"Arrogant!"

Iron Fist sneered, and his fist collided with the finger.

"Bang!"

The fist that should have been unstoppable was stopped by a finger.

"This is impossible!"

The voice under the iron helmet was a little bit unbelievable.

The touch from the fist was as solid as steel, and it was impossible to store a bit.

It was like the feeling of powerlessness when he was Batman and fought Superman for the first time.

"God of War?"

Facing the unbelievable look of Iron Fist, Kino gently grabbed the other's wrist: "So weak, God of War!"