Chapter 36 In a Downward Situation, Mind Control Dick Achieves Godlike Results
The new season's record has been refreshed. The player who stood out in the last game was too conspicuous, and in this game, he was targeted by the enemy and died instantly at the start.
[Angel Halo: 7%...6%...]
The aura's energy was being consumed rapidly. The holy light, which could easily heal any wound, was now struggling to balance between repair and destruction when faced with the blade piercing Wen Yue's body. The holy light flickered and the filthy darkness clashed violently, turning the player's body into a battlefield of two extreme forces.
Wen Yue knelt helplessly, losing control of her body. Each breath felt like a biting wind piercing through her torn flesh. The player felt a chill run down their spine; this attack was definitely aimed at her, the targeting was too sharp. First, a useless energy beam lowered the player's guard; the real killing blow came from her trusted family. It seemed the entire Bat Family was riddled with holes, both in this world and the player's world—no one could afford to laugh at anyone else.
Dick's youthful face had lost its former smile; his eyes were empty, his expression cold and lifeless. Without hesitation, he pushed the sharp blade deeper into Wen Yue's body, then viciously twisted it. Jason intervened, and the two engaged in a fierce battle. Jason hadn't brought any weapons to this family gathering, while Dick, on the other hand, was covered in weapons, seemingly compensating for the difference in their strength. For a moment, the two were locked in a stalemate.
A trickle of crimson blood spilled from Wen Yue's lips, and the aura's energy suddenly dropped by two points. The player felt a pang of heartache, in every sense of the word. She really wanted to turn back to Dick, trembling, and ask: "Little Wings, is there anything you're unhappy about with your father?" How could she so directly pierce his heart?
[Angel Halo: 4%...]
Otherwise, they might as well just kill themselves. After all, their souls will enter the angelic aura. Starting over with a new account is also an alternative solution. If they keep dragging the player down, they can't hold onto their energy. Every little bit saved counts.
As if sensing the player's attempt to slip away unnoticed, three enemy missiles followed closely behind, wiping out the player's dream of getting rich through thrift.
The scattered points of light in the void materialized, coalescing into an indestructible protective shield that enveloped everyone at Wayne Manor. Amidst the flames of war and the smoke of battle, Wayne Manor, which had been painstakingly rebuilding in the past few days, was reduced to ruins in an instant; even the once neatly trimmed lawns were now scorched earth.
[Angel Halo: 1%...]
The protective shield, cracked like porcelain about to shatter, flickered in the air a few times, then dissipated into specks of light, disappearing into the player's body. The pure physical attack made the cheat aura consume massive amounts of energy. The blade embedded in the player's body continued to drain health and mana, and without replenishment, the energy was nearing its limit.
If the enemy's goal was to deplete the cheat's energy, then they have achieved their objective.
Wen Yue was on the verge of tears. Why did these people always target the Wayne family? The newly rebuilt project was now in ruins again. Were three missiles too much of a compliment to the players? If the aura hadn't been there to protect them, they would have fought their way through the rubble to destroy the entire Wayne family. But the current situation wasn't good either. The manor was gone, the energy was running out, everything was gone.
With no obstructions, the surrounding scenery was completely visible, and the steel skeleton suspended in mid-air became even more conspicuous. Its eyes emitted a cold, mechanical red light, and its expressionless face and indifferent gaze exuded the same wooden and lifeless aura as Dick.
It turns out it was Cyborg. The player had been wondering why the laser attack looked so familiar, and now it was all the work of his teammates. Why are you always involved in mind control? Shouldn't you reflect on that? As a half-machine, half-human life form that perfectly combines a machine and a human body, you can be controlled by both mechanical and human minds. Cyborg's advantage is that he can be controlled by either side, and his weakness is also that he can be controlled by either side.
Hal and Diana, standing beside Cyborg, looked down at everyone with disdain, and the players' hearts finally settled. It was understandable; after all, the undercover agents had revealed their identities one by one, their objectives must have been achieved, and these two vampires were likely released almost immediately after being imprisoned.
Hal was glowing with a dazzling green light, and the players, their eyes filled with longing, couldn't help but drool: "Brother, how come your energy is full again? Let's make a deal, can I borrow some to replenish my health?"
As we all know, Green Lantern isn't an individual, but a profession. All Green Lanterns need to go to the Green Lantern Headquarters or a regional energy cell to recharge their rings. Hal's disappearance during this time likely involved him traveling for this purpose. I wonder how the Green Lantern sub-districts near Earth are faring? Given the extent of Hal's corruption, the other Green Lanterns are probably in grave danger.
The enemy's high-end combat forces are in place, but we don't know the situation with our top combat force, Superman. Wen Yue suddenly realized that Superman hadn't posted in the group chat all day. She had initially thought he was too busy with work, but now she wondered if he had been forced to go offline.
"Superman—" Wen Yue called out to Superman whenever she was in trouble. However, after a long time, the air remained silent, and the familiar blue and red color scheme did not appear.
[Savior Group] Group Chat —
[The Fourth Calamity]: Superman, Superman, help is needed, Superman!!!
[The Fourth Calamity]: It's your turn, Superman!
[Fourth Calamity]: Where are you? Stop hiding and come out now!
[Fourth Calamity]: Bro, stop messing with me, why are you disconnecting now?
[The Fourth Calamity]: Really? Superman?
[Fourth Calamity]: ...If I ever believe you again, I'm a dog.
Great, case solved. Superman was most likely fooled and tricked, and is probably on a business trip in space right now. After all, not everyone is Batman, and Superman, with his cosmic-level combat power, isn't so easily defeated. Superman is invincible in a head-on fight, and if he were attacked from behind, he would at least give a warning in the group chat, not just disappear without a trace like this.
Steelbone raised his hand and fired another bullet at Wen Yue. Wen Yue groaned as the bullet's immense impact knocked her to the ground. The aura was struggling to counteract the energy of Dick's Blade, which was extremely restrained, and simply couldn't spare any extra energy to protect the player.
Having tested the waters and learned that the enemy had achieved their objective, Wen Yue was now powerless to retaliate.
Wen Yue reluctantly sat up on the ground, trying to maintain a composed expression, but inwardly she felt a sense of foreboding: How could she possibly win this round? She couldn't think of a way to turn the tide. Damn it, what if she ran out of cheat codes? This round was going to be a disaster.
Surrendering is out of the question. This isn't just Wen Yue's problem. Looking back at her family and friends, she absolutely refuses to give up.
In such a desperate and unfavorable situation, it remains to be seen whether the players can find a way out.
Warm blood flowed out along with the sharp blade that pierced his chest. The player covered the hole in his chest with his hand, not daring to make any rash moves. If he didn't pull it out, he could hold on for a while, but if he did, he would probably ascend to heaven on the spot and instantly become an angel.
The player's cheat function allows their soul to be freed from the body's constraints and resurrected in an aura after death, but it's too early to release the second stage as a trump card. Moreover, whether the spirit form has any combat power remains to be seen. The player plans to lure out the mastermind first.
The acting beast player begins the performance—
Wen Yue, her lips pale, staggered to her feet. Blood seeped out, staining her white shirt crimson. Thick, sticky crimson blood trickled down the wide, flowing sleeves of the shirt, leaving a glaring pool of blood on the spot. She was feigning weakness first, to convince everyone that the cheater had truly stopped using cheats this time.
Wen Yue raised her hand to wipe away a trace of blood from the corner of her mouth, and looked fearlessly into the direction of the enemy with her eyes that were like a sky full of dark clouds.
"I think you're a fool, a coward, a rat still hiding behind others, afraid to face them head-on. I don't know what method you used to control these heroes, to reverse their personalities and minds. But without a doubt, your abilities don't match these combat powers, all your achievements, all your underhanded schemes, don't deserve these heroes. You are the only flaw in this perfect ending for yourself!" The player was speaking to the hidden BOSS who was manipulating these superheroes from behind the scenes.
"You know perfectly well you can't defeat us, so you use these heroes, Nightwing's knowledge of the Bat family, and his schemes to achieve your goals. You didn't participate actively; you appeared to be the player, but in reality, you were just a nobody who left no impression on anyone. Your seemingly flawless plan was like a calm lake disguised as a mirror, reflecting only the wisdom and brilliance of the heroes, while you made no creations or changes. Your success was a mirage, an illusion, easily shattered by the slightest breeze. The real players who have come this far, who have controlled the overall situation, have never been you, but rather our superheroes who have reversed the thinking. If one day the world falls into darkness, don't blame it on you; trash is trash, a failure no matter where you are." The player vented his frustration by hurling insults.
"Up until now, you haven't achieved anything because you haven't done anything. Your only role is to be a tool for turning superheroes around. Then you look forward to it and imagine it, feeling satisfied and smug, thinking you're in control and have won. But is this victory yours? Is it yours, you cowardly coward? It's laughable, pathetic, and pathetic!" Try using reverse psychology to see if you can provoke someone.
—The plan was very successful, even too successful.
"Bang." A dull gunshot rang out.
The invisible blast of the bullet ruffled Wen Yue's hair, leaving a bloody gash on her cheek. The player staggered, looking down to hide the smile on her face. Wait, it actually came out? The provocation worked so well; it seems the key to this round lies with this hidden boss.
In the darkness, the person slowly approached and revealed her figure. Wearing a clean and crisp shirt and minimalist straight-leg trousers, she looked like a female CEO who had just finished get off work.
"So it was you." Wen Yue didn't recognize the person, but her serious and confident demeanor intimidated the other party.
"It's me, Melinda Zuko." The other person held a gun in one hand, and as she spoke, the fangs that indicated her vampire identity were faintly visible.
Wen Yue was silent for a moment, then turned her head and asked Jason in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear, "What is her relationship with Nightwing in this world...?" The player seemed to remember that they were relatives, but forgot the specifics.
Jason, already immune to the player's usual eccentricities, patiently explained, "She's Nightwing's half-sister."
Wen Yue nodded knowingly, then turned back with a grin: "Hello, sister. Don't take what I just said to heart. We can talk things over. Even if you wanted to rule the world and plunge it into darkness forever, I wouldn't object. After all, this isn't my world, so we have no competitive relationship or conflict of interest, right?"
Melinda didn't chuckle; instead, she revealed her inhuman red eyes and coldly stared at Wen Yue from the shadows. "Ruling the world is secondary. How can you be so sure there's no conflict of interest between us? The God of Darkness ordered me to bring Batman's body back, especially you, this unkillable old bat."
"What Batman? There are no bats here. I, Red Robin, am Tim Drake. You've mistaken me for someone else, ma'am. What an undeserved misfortune." The stubborn player shrugged; she was determined to cement her Red Robin identity today.
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