Chapter 1749 S Apocalypse Event (Seventeen)

"I'm awesome, right?!" Aisha put her hands on her hips and smiled with her fangs showing. Bruce looked her up and down and said, "So your ability is to scare people?"

Aisha nodded vigorously, but then shook her head vigorously. She said, "I can scare many people, eat other people's fear, and...anyway, scare people!"

Bruce thought about it for a while and decided not to go into the details. The main reason was that Aisha's logic was confusing and it would take too long to get the truth out of her.

Bruce's eyes stayed on Spider-Man for two seconds, then turned away. Spider-Man immediately rushed in front of him and said, "Hey! Hey! And me, don't you want to ask what my ability is?"

"We have seen your ability." Helen sighed and said, "We will each wear earplugs later, and you just attack each other mentally... just like you did to that weirdo before."

"Oh, okay."

"Ha, that's good." Harley laughed, and her eyes swept over the people present and said, "Tanks, control, physical output, and magic output are all available. Oh, of course, how can a team battle be without a commander?"

Looking at Harley's teasing eyes, Bruce turned his head and rolled his eyes slightly, then said, "Then you should listen carefully, the commander will start to make a plan."

Deep in the maze, at the end of the dark corridor, a figure stopped by the wall, panting and cursing in dialect.

Kant, with one hand on the wall, looked up at the identical maze corridor in front of him, gritted his teeth and whispered: "This damn maze, why do all the roads look the same? The marks have disappeared."

He hesitated and wanted to press the rescue button on his arm, or simply break through the ceiling and fly out, but that would mean that his mission had completely failed. If he returned to the fleet like this, not to mention the sarcasm of his colleagues, if Lord Desaad knew that he had deserted, he would be dead.

At least he had to get some results, Kant thought, at least he had to take them back to report, so as not to appear too useless.

Thinking of this, Kant took a deep breath and continued to move forward, but at this moment, he heard a rustling sound coming from the end of another corridor at the corner.

"What kind of maze is this? Why are all the marks we made before gone? Can't we really get out?"

"I said we should stay in the original room. Now, the ceiling can't be broken, and we can't find a way out. Aren't we completely trapped?"

"Stop complaining. Staying in that room is also trapped..."

Kant felt his breathing rate increase instantly. Could it be that his luck has turned? Those stupid little bastards actually came out of that room, and they happened to be met in the maze. Isn't this a pie in the sky?

Kant instantly accelerated and sprinted to the other side of the maze corridor. As several small figures approached, he heard a few exclamations as he wished.

"Why are you here?!" Helen widened her eyes and took a few steps back, baring her teeth at Kant, showing a vigilant defensive posture.

"What a coincidence, I didn't expect us to run into each other again." Harley clenched the knife in her hand, but stepped forward and looked at Kant with murderous intent.

There was silence for a few seconds, and Harley had to take a step back and stepped hard on Spider-Man's foot. Spider-Man almost jumped up with a cry of "Ah!", and then he said as if he just remembered something: "Ah...Ah! Damn, it's the enemy we met before, run!"

"Hahahaha, you want to run?! It's too late! You will all become prisoners of the dark elite!!!" Kant rushed up while laughing up to the sky.

Harley and Helen rushed towards Kant at the same speed, one on the left and one on the right. During the run, Helen did not forget to complain to Harley in a low voice: "How can he be so unsophisticated?! I guess there must be no game discs on their planet?"

"Stop talking. I guess he doesn't even read comics." Harley turned around and jumped against the wall, slightly faster than Helen. She jumped up with her legs, turned over in the air, passed over Kant's head and landed on his back, adding: "... Comics don't draw such cliché villains anymore. I guess his next sentence will be 'I advise you not to be ungrateful'."

"You'd better not be ungrateful! You can still save your life if you follow me now..."

"My grandfather! Stop talking! Shut up and fight! Otherwise, my toes will really cramp!!!" Helen roared at him.

With a "whoosh", a blade with a cold light passed by Kant's temples. He turned his head to avoid it, and the small piece of hair that was cut off was like a leaf in the wind.

Kant was not panicked at all. He narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his right hand and grabbed backwards. He turned around and kicked to the right. Just when he was about to kick Harley, a gust of wind suddenly came from behind. He quickly retracted his legs and bent over to avoid it.

After Helen's punch missed, she kicked again. Kant looked at the small ankle kicking at him from the corner of his eyes. He curled his lips in disdain, hooked his fingers like an eagle, and grabbed backwards lightly.

In his field of vision, Helen had been grabbed by the ankle and lifted up, becoming a piece of bacon that could be slaughtered at will.

"Bang!!!"

Kant was kicked into the wall next to him, and one of his hand armors was completely broken. Helen slowly retracted her legs, spread her hands on both sides of her body and said, "The little power of the main body is enough."

When he looked at the wall again, Kant's figure had disappeared. There were a few metal collision sounds coming from the direction where Harley was standing. Kant punched out quickly, and the afterimage of his fist waving in the air was like a blooming flower.

Harley controlled the boning knife to block continuously, and at the same time took a small step back to dissolve the impact of the fist wind, but at this time a sneer flashed across Kant's mouth, and he seized the flaw.

He pretended to attack the flank with two punches, and took advantage of the flying knife to block the side, and punched Harley in the face with a heavy punch.

But screams and blood did not come as he expected. Harley just slightly turned sideways in advance and dodged the fist. The blade turned back quickly, "swish, swish, swish", and the hand and arm armor on the other side slowly fell to the ground like pencil shavings.

"How is it possible? !! You can predict my moves in advance and dodge them? !! You have the ability to predict? !!!"

"Don't add to my drama, okay?" Harley pursed her lips and said with a look of disgust: "Didn't you have to sneer before changing your moves?"

Kant was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously touched his face. Helen said behind him: "If you can't control your expression, wear a full-coverage mask. Don't learn from others to wear a helmet, making it seem like you have a super telepathic enemy to defend against!"

"You guys!!! You little bastards!!!!"

Kant had already received a wave of mental attacks from Spider-Man. The failure to execute the previously formulated lure plan made him even more annoyed. He was lost in the maze for a long time and couldn't get out, which made him doubt his IQ. He was furious when his armor was broken by two children in succession. Although he didn't understand what the other party meant now, he could clearly feel that he was being ridiculed, burning out his last bit of reason.

There is no such thing as the first fighter in the universe. There are only fighters under the command of the first tyrant in the universe.

Kant rushed towards Helen angrily. Helen was not to be outdone and also ran towards him at full speed. The two collided with each other. The huge impact force directly made Kant's legs soft. Harley immediately rushed over with a knife. Suddenly, the three of them fought with fists and feet, and they were evenly matched.

Bruce was watching from the side. Until Kant made a mistake and kicked Helen in advance, he tilted his head and said to Spider-Man: "Get ready!"

Helen dodged the kick with an expressionless face, then grabbed Kant's ankle, then grabbed Kant and swung him three times in place, and threw him out with a "whoosh".

Kant was worthy of the name of a fighter. He adjusted his posture in the air, aimed at the nearest wall and hit it sideways to relieve the force.

But just as he turned in the air, he saw a younger girl who broke free from her companion's grip and was waving her hands to cross the corridor, while her companion looked flustered and seemed to want to pull her back.

Good opportunity!

Anyway, they are all Batman's children, so it's enough to capture one and bring him back. It won't make him too embarrassed, and he will have something to report. Even if he has no hope of being reinstated, at least he can save face. If he is beaten up by a group of children, even if Lord Desaad spares his life, he will never be able to raise his head in front of his colleagues.

Thinking of this, Kant rolled over and landed steadily, then kicked off again, and then rolled to the side of Aisha, reaching out to grab the little girl's shoulder.

Kant had already planned the escape route, and it was not wise to rush towards the two crazy women. After he grabbed the hostage, he turned around and ran back to his own way. The maze was complicated, and after turning a few more corners, the other party would definitely not be able to find him, and he would be justified to call for support at that time.

Kant's hand was already on Aisha's shoulder. The next second, Aisha turned around, and the yellow light in her vertical pupils shone like the sun.

Almost instantly, Kant felt as if his neck was being strangled, and an unreasonable and huge fear overwhelmed his heart.

In the few tenths of a second when he lost consciousness, a sharp blade filled with dark energy passed through his neck.

Blood gushed out, and the head fell off. Harley, holding a boning knife, came over and looked at the beheaded Kant and said, "It seems that the defense of this armor has its limits, or he is just a small fry and can't get anything good."

Helen walked forward and hugged her arms and looked at Kant's body and said, "It's not very strong, but it's quite rustic. Is this the legendary mental damage?"

"Okay, the first step of the plan has been successfully completed. The other party should have known that Kant is dead. If I'm not wrong, Kant is just a sacrifice to test Batman's strength. We passed this test for Batman, and the other party's attitude towards us should also change."

In the control room of the fleet, Weiman looked at the red dot disappearing on the screen, smiled and said, "Kant is dead. His Majesty Darkseid is indeed far-sighted. Batman has long been prepared for us."

"Go, activate the sonic boom channel trap on Kant's armor, and invite some of his descendants over for a good chat!"