Chapter 65 Player Nightwing crashed and burned, Batman, save me!
"It seems you've been hiding in the Assassin's Guild all along. I was too lenient with those criminals after all." Bu Yi Chao recognized that the player's combat skills had a strong Assassin's Guild style, confirming that the Assassin's Guild had protected Nightwing.
"Assassin Guild? That trash doesn't even deserve it!" The player smirked, pointing with disdain, "Hmph, you know what I mean, right? I, Nightwing, have looked down upon the heavens for eternity and witnessed countless cycles of life and death. As for the Assassin Guild, which nook and cranny is worthy of it? Never heard of it, don't even try to get involved."
Assassin's Guild, this is all the help we can give you.
"What?! Don't ruin my image! I'll get beaten to death if you do that!" Nightwing cried out in his mind, already imagining a miserable future of being ganged up on by the Assassin's Guild and the Unjust Super Team. "Please spare my life!"
Wen Yue ignored them, looking down at everyone with disdain, her heart as hard as stone as she continued to put on airs: "I didn't expect that after so much time, you bunch of rabble are still no match for me."
The player looked up at the sky and sighed, his face filled with endless loneliness and regret. His calm tone was resounding: "Invincibility, how lonely it is."
[Help! Don't do this! How am I supposed to face people now?] Nightwing is in a terrible state. I'm watching the first-person perspective livestream, and I can't bear to watch it.
Wen Yue pretended not to hear, and struck a pose for a while with an air of arrogance. The surroundings were silent as if a mute button had been pressed. The player suddenly realized that something was wrong, and when he looked down, he found that he was surrounded.
Suddenly, Wonder Woman, Flash, Green Lantern, Shazam, and other Injustice superheroes surrounded the player, casting a menacing shadow over the room, creating a suffocating, frozen atmosphere. The Rebel Alliance and the superheroes from Universe One had vanished, leaving the player standing alone like a foolish deer among chickens.
Is it true that a player can take on the entire Injustice League single-handedly?
"Why didn't you call me when we retreated?" Faced with the cruel abandonment of her unreliable and heartless teammates, and the menacing gazes of the Injustice League superheroes, Wen Yue was drenched in sweat. Her hand tightened slightly as she fumbled with her earpiece, and her voice broke down, unable to conceal her despair: "Batman, save me!"
"The teleporter is out of power." Batman's (the local Batman) hoarse voice came through the headset. "I took the N-metal belt to recharge it."
No energy? No energy? No problem, players these days have plenty! Wen Yue trembled, but kept her voice down: "I can recharge, please hurry and come save me." The players couldn't handle this situation.
The next moment, the headset was destroyed by Shazam's lightning. The player smiled sheepishly and had no temper. He spread his hands and said, "I'm Damian's older brother. For Damian's sake, can we talk this out calmly?"
"Don't hit my face!" The player dodged the giant fist that Green Lantern conjured.
"A gentler hit is fine too!" The player spun around to avoid Wonder Woman's incomparably sharp sword light.
"Look, I've been tricked by the rebels too. We're all victims of the rebels, why are we fighting each other so fiercely?" The player raised his hand and released thousands of light feathers to stop the Speedster and the Unjust Super from getting closer.
"Thanks for your support all the way, brother." The player absorbed Shazam's ultimate attack and recharged his energy again.
"Batman, come here for a second." The player waved in one direction, and as everyone turned to look for Batman, he quickly retreated to the side of Damian who had fallen to the ground.
The player shook Damian vigorously, on the verge of tears: "Don't sleep, little brother, you have to persuade them!" Damian was unconscious with his head down, completely unable to wake up.
"Let him go!" Seeing the player holding a hostage, the intense red light in Bu Yichao's eyes surged like a turbulent undercurrent, his heat vision about to burst forth from its restraints.
At the critical moment, a smoke grenade landed and exploded with a bang, instantly spreading thick white smoke mixed with green kryptonite powder, obscuring visibility and making it difficult to distinguish friend from foe, and the perpetrator tried to escape.
The red light in Buyi Chao's eyes faded, and his eyes regained their clarity. Ignoring the fact that the kryptonite powder was weakening him, he immediately rushed into the confusing and chaotic white curtain to search.
The blurry light and shadow gradually became clear as the smoke dissipated. Bu Yichao carried Damian out, but Nightwing was no longer there.
In Damian's spiritual ocean, Wen Yue secretly wiped away a bead of sweat; she had narrowly escaped death. Luckily, the player had reacted quickly, rapidly charging the teleporter to send Batman and Nightwing away. The player had intended to take Damian with them, but Unyi rushed in too fast, prioritizing Damian's safety, and the player missed their chance, forced to stay behind with Damian.
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The Injustice League's suppression of the rebel uprising has come to a successful conclusion, and the Injustice League continues to dominate the world and maintain its dictatorial rule.
Although the watchtower fell and all the Rebels escaped, the chaos of the battle allowed Injustice to uncover Luther, the Rebels' deepest-hidden mole within the Alliance, and seize a Kryptonite weapon. Nightwing, a hidden force of the Rebels, was exposed, and it was discovered that Gotham and Metropolis were the main support and base locations for the Rebels.
The deep moonlight spilled into the magnificent and towering Hall of Justice, unable to illuminate the gloom that shrouded the entire city. The building's interior space was vast, and the Alliance's post-war meeting was held here.
Wen Yue started working overtime as soon as she logged on. After the battle, she rushed over to a meeting. Doesn't she even look at the time? Is she planning to work all night?
[I don't want to work overtime, Damian, get up and do your own things.] Wen Yue secretly cried to Damian.
No. Damian coldly and ruthlessly refused.
Wen Yue had no choice but to take out her interworld communicator and continue to whine to her bats and birds—
[Being Damian in an unjust world is inhuman. Damian himself doesn't want to do it, and he makes me cover for him every day. It's one thing for Superman here to constantly threaten my life with his heat vision, but he's always making me work overtime. When are you guys coming to pick me up and take me home? I can't stand this lousy job for another day. —N2]
[We're here, we've arrived, but there's a problem with the landing site. We've been teleported to the Resistance base and are now face-to-face with the two Batmen here. —N3]
[Oops, Batman's looking over here. We're having a counter-offensive tactics meeting right now. We'll talk later. —N3]
What's the reason behind this feeling of a student being caught red-handed by the teacher during class?
[The combined pressure from the two Batmen is overwhelming; Jason can't handle it and has to rely on me. The Resistance plans to regroup and launch a counterattack against the Alliance tomorrow morning. Superman from Universe One is currently locating and teleporting you. Just bear with it one more night; Raven will teleport you away directly during the big battle. —N3]
Jason just replied to the message, and the member replying now, judging from the amount of information and the preparation plan, must be the reliable Tim.
[Keep it up, my happiness depends entirely on you! —N2]
Wen Yue smiled with satisfaction and relaxed, taking a break from fishing.
Unrighteous's deep blue eyes were like a turbulent sea, and he stood solemnly in the main seat, exuding an imposing aura without anger.
The Alliance superheroes gathered around Injustice Superman, while only Wen Yue, cosplaying Damian, lay on the table, lost in thought and dozing off.
"Justice needs order. We are the heroes Earth needs, the only hope for humanity. But those damned bats are always working against me, even summoning our counterparts from other worlds." Unjust Chao's face was frosty as he stared intently at the abnormal energy data on the screen, which represented the energy fluctuations of their counterparts' world transformations.
"And then there's the resistance in Gotham and Metropolis protecting Batman. They're on the side of the criminals and show no gratitude for our protection. Since that's the case, then I'll give them the chaos they want. Blow up Gotham and Metropolis as a warning to others."
"And those who helped Batman, I'm going to find their dimension and make them pay the price." Unjust Chao's eyes were gloomy, and the veins on his hands, which were bulging, were on the table. "It's time for all of this to end. I'm going to let Batman know that going against me was his biggest mistake."
Hearing Bu Yichao's villainous speech, Wen Yue's shoulders twitched, and her drowsiness vanished instantly. She sighed in despair: "Just rest now, stop thinking about causing trouble, and everyone shut up."
Save important decisions for the daytime, and avoid making them late at night. The late-night effect makes people more susceptible to emotional fluctuations and prone to making impulsive decisions when their thinking is confused.
"Wait, you mean we're going to destroy the city and invade other dimensions?" Shazam succinctly summarized Unjust's plans and questioned incredulously, "Are you crazy? This is going too far."
The Flash agreed with Shazam's objection and was about to express his agreement when Green Lantern swiftly stopped him and stood behind him.
Billy's eyes narrowed, and he said unhappily, "Do you have a problem with that, Billy?" The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Only Shazam, with his Solomon-like wisdom (the door was locked), couldn't understand the atmosphere. He moved his lips, ready to continue his rambling.
Wen Yue's heart skipped a beat. Sensing something was wrong, she braced herself on the table and leaped over it, rushing towards the two who were about to clash.
Shazam argued vehemently: "Of course I..."
"Bang—" A fierce kick struck unexpectedly, and Shazam drew a desolate arc in the air, becoming part of the mural on the wall.
"Shut up." The player stood on the table, speaking with a cold and domineering expression. Be thankful; if the player weren't here today, you'd be one of those portraits on the wall.
"You have five seconds to rephrase your words." The player drew his blade and casually twirled it, thinking to himself how natural it was to do this with Damian's body.
Wen Yue, embodying Damian's spirit of charging forward with his sword, felt apologetic: "Brother, bear with it, just get through this and your life will be safe." Just as he was about to rush over to help the other man manually increase his survival rate, Bu Yi Chao grabbed him by his cloak and lifted him up.
"What are you doing?" Wen Yue kicked her short legs that could only dangle in mid-air, feeling incredibly heartbroken and understanding Damian's feelings.
"Damian, I'm fine. Let him continue." Unrighteous Chao put the player down without any expression, his eyes devoid of any warmth, and his gaze towards Shazam was icy cold.
"Billy, what were you about to say?" Beneath Unjust's calm tone lay the prelude to an impending storm.
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