Chapter 1745 S Apocalypse Event (Thirteen)

Kant rolled over and landed on the ground. He took a few steps back with one hand, then stood up. He frowned at the dark energy flowing between Harley's mouth and nose. He looked down at his almost shattered arm armor and hand armor full of knife marks, and the flame of anger ignited in his heart.

He knew that the damned snake Weiman had bad intentions. How could he give him such an easy task of catching a child who was powerless? The two of them were obviously not from the same faction, and they had no friendship at all. Now it seems that he was fooled.

Everyone said that humans were weak, so human cubs should be weaker. Even if some humans were strong, their cubs would not be that strong. This was the consensus of the people of Apokolips. If Kant, who was known as the first fighter in the universe, really fell into the hands of a few human children, he would definitely not be able to return to Apokolips.

But Kant was not the kind of stupid and rough man who could only swing his fists. He found that the same energy was surging in the bodies of these children. Since they were all Batman's children, this energy was likely to come from Batman.

Kant was sure that Batman was not here now, because the fleet's joint signal protection network had just been attacked, and it was very likely that Batman did it. Since he focused on the network war, it meant that he did not realize that his child was in danger.

Kant knew very well that all life in the material universe was interdependent between soul and body, and the strength of one side would inevitably affect the other. The cubs whose bodies had not developed to maturity would not have very high soul strength, which meant that their energy limit would not be very high. Once they had no energy, it would be easy for humans to deal with them with their weak physical fitness.

So Kant took two steps back and looked at the end of the corridor. If he heard correctly, the portal of the teleporting demon class was expanded again, and the second wave of five unit demons were about to arrive at the battlefield. Kant thought for a moment and ran towards the portal.

His plan was to use the endless monsters pouring out of the portal to consume the energy and physical strength of these children. By the time they broke through the layers of monsters and came to him, they had already lost the explosive power brought by their powerful abilities. It would be much easier to deal with them at that time.

Kant thought so while running, his feet moved quickly, without any hesitation. He didn't worry at all whether these children would catch up with him. Not to mention the boiling murderous intent and madness of the little girl who had fought with him for a few moves. The combat intelligence had already said that humans are emotional animals. They are different from the sublimated Apocalypse warriors. They like to act impulsively. Even their adults are like this, let alone children?

In Kant's long combat career, he had encountered many such opponents. They fought without caring. They were provoked by Kant's flexible body movements and changeable tactics. Seeing that Kant was exhausted and pretended to retreat, they immediately rushed over to chase him, crying, and fell into a trap. In addition to scolding Kant for being despicable, they could do nothing.

Kant couldn't remember how many heroes he had killed, who were called saviors by the people of the entire planet.

At this time, in the maze corridor in front of the gate, whether it was Harley, who was full of murderous intent just now, or Spider-Man and Helen who were guarding the gate, all stood quietly in place, and no one intended to chase them.

Harley stretched out her hand to push her messy hair behind her head. There was no longer murderous intent and madness in her eyes, but a kind of crazy calmness. At this moment, she seemed to have suddenly seen the future. In front of her, she caught up with Kant alone, and Spider-Man behind her was worried that she would follow him. The two were ambushed by the monster army, and finally had to be rescued by Helen.

Harley licked her lips that were a little swollen and cracked, and loosened her grip on the handle of the knife. The knife floated in the air and followed her. She turned and walked into the gate.

The door slowly closed, Spider-Man used spider silk to seal the gap of the door, and said: "I just thought you would chase after me."

"Who would be so stupid?" Harley touched her shaking arm and said: "I didn't cause him any actual damage, so why did he suddenly run away? There's no trap behind, damn it, playing this trick on me, hum..."

In general, Harley's fighting level is average, at most she has the advantage of not having routines and rules in fighting and not being easy to be studied, and her body is not strong, in most cases she can only deal with an adult, but she can be an orphan in Gotham who has lost both parents and guards a large inheritance alone, and she lives freely and freely. Her greatest strength lies in her extremely keen sense of crisis.

Without energy, as a little girl, Harley can't beat the big and strong gangsters. The evil relatives who come to the door don't care about humanitarianism. The goal is to kill Harley and embezzle the inheritance. In this case, Harley's method is to avoid the sharp edge first, then hide and observe the opponent's flaws, and look for opportunities to kill.

It was like walking on a tightrope. The other party could make countless mistakes, but Harley couldn't make even one. But Harley not only made it through, but she also walked through it by somersaulting, performing acrobatics, and throwing a ball. Later, her difficult relatives stopped coming because everyone knew that the offspring left by old Quinzel was a little lunatic.

"Hey, are you listening? Harley! Harley!"

Helen's voice came from far away. Harley suddenly came back to her senses. She rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand and said, "I remembered some things in the past. I couldn't remember whether the knot I tied in my distant cousin's intestines was a dead knot or a loose knot..."

Spider-Man shuddered. He decided not to ask for details. Helen continued the previous topic and said, "That guy is obviously coming for us, but it is not certain which one of us he is targeting. But no matter who he is targeting, we can't let him succeed."

"He should soon find out that we are not chasing him. If we are really his target, he will not give up. I suspect that he will most likely lead a group of monsters to rush to the door next."

Helen He turned his head and looked at Barry who was still lying on the ground, and said, "Originally, the best way should be to move as soon as possible, but Barry is still not awake. If we run with him, it will interfere with his battle with the dark energy, which may cause him to lose control, so we may have to stay here for a while."

"Can we set a trap at the door?" Spider-Man scratched his face and said, "This way, at least some monsters can be eliminated in advance, and maybe we can stay here for a while longer."

At this time, little Bruce, who had been sitting in the corner of the room, said in an ethereal voice, "Are you really discussing the battle plan?"

"Otherwise." Spider-Man spread his hands and said.

"Lack of in-depth thinking." Little Bruce stood up and said, "Didn't you find that this maze has the ability to repair itself?" Little Bruce turned his head and looked at the corner of the wall, and said, "Even the moss that I stepped on before was repaired very quickly. Why do you think this is?"

"To prevent someone from marking?" Harley answered immediately.

"So what makes you think that stupid alien and his stupid army can move freely in this maze without getting lost?"

"Uh..." Spider-Man was choked, but he still argued: "Aliens are not that stupid, right?"

"If they were not that stupid, the portal would not be opened in the maze." Little Bruce looked up at the ceiling with his eyes full of ciphers and said: "This is exactly Batman's plan. He saw who this maze was built to confuse."

Little Bruce's thinking was too jumpy, Spider-Man didn't keep up for a while, and Harley, who was from Gotham with him, caught up with his thoughts faster and said.

"If Batman investigated the darkness of Gotham, he would have discovered that someone has been targeting the city. The dark energy in the metal of the city's buildings is evidence."

"And my blood can react with the metal in the city." Bruce Jr. continued, "This proves that they want to deal with me. They want to use me as a key and use my blood to open a certain door."

"That means Batman knew in advance that the mastermind was targeting him." Helen's mind, which had absorbed Harley's wisdom, gradually caught up with the rhythm. She said, "It is impossible to mix darkness into the metal of the city's buildings and build such a large maze without any traces. Batman may have found some clues, so he deduced that the other party spent many years just to build a trap for him."

"I guess Batman didn't expect the scale of the trap to be so large." Bruce Jr. judged, "But there is no doubt that the moment he saw the trap, he knew who it was aimed at, so he sent this gift that he couldn't receive intact. to the intruder. "

"Because he knows that even if there is a 1% chance that this trap will trap him to death, it will be an insurmountable chasm for any other life."

After the words fell, there was silence in the room for a few seconds. Helen sighed softly, patted her head with the base of her palm and said, "It's really hard to keep up with the thinking of you megalomaniacs, but I think I have made a lot of progress, right?"

"The best way now is to do nothing." Little Bruce made the final decision and said, "The room we are in now is likely to be the safest room in the entire maze. This may be the end of the entire maze, and this is where the door opens."

Harry's eyes widened. She remembered the dark space she entered through the ritual, and then a slightly heavy emotion climbed onto his face. Helen keenly discovered it, so she asked, "What's wrong? Do you feel disappointed that you can't fight? Maybe we can do it later..."

"No, I'm thinking..." Harley took a deep breath.

The next second, her face was full of sadness. She covered her mouth with one hand and said in a trembling voice.

"To be honest, the universe I come from is located in a very remote area. It is very poor. The magic world has just suffered a catastrophe and the magicians have almost lost all their power."

"At this critical moment, I should stand with my hometown, but unfortunately I am stranded here and cannot contribute to saving my universe. How can I not be sad and ashamed..."

"Don't pretend. If you want to bring specialties, just say so."

Harley immediately looked at Bruce with shining eyes. Bruce sighed and said, "Yes, as long as this magic circle is carved at this position, the dark energy can be summoned. This is the energy source of 'solid darkness'."

"And according to my guess, the rich energy will not make the people of Gotham even crazier. They have already adapted to this energy."