Chapter 75, Plan B: Players reported someone was cheating here. ...
"Steppenwolf dares not send out too many Parademons because the Justice League squad is at his Parademon base." But it's only a matter of time before the Justice League discovers the anomaly, and player reinforcements will arrive sooner or later, so Steppenwolf, "He's running out of time; the real show is about to begin."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Bat fighter jet suddenly shuddered violently.
The right wing was struck by an unidentified object, and fragments from the tear scattered like sharp snowflakes. Fortunately, the aircraft was above the sea, and there were no casualties or adverse effects. The aircraft became slightly unbalanced and swayed violently in the strong wind.
"I think you'd be better off keeping quiet." Jason's smile lasted only three seconds before his face darkened as he steadied the fighter jet.
Wen Yue coughed lightly: "I'm just stating the facts and making a reasonable analysis." The player was wronged.
With another violent jolt, the left wing followed suit. No matter how hard Jason tried, he couldn't reverse the rapidly declining momentum. The fighter jet completely lost its balance, spinning violently and plummeting rapidly.
Thick smoke and sparks mingled as the Bat fighter jet plunged headlong into the sea. The enormous impact was deafening. The fortress-like sturdy fuselage structure had not completely collapsed. It glided tenaciously across the sea until it crashed into the edge of the bay and came to a stop.
"Okay, I know Steppenwolf is in a hurry, but there's no need to be so rough, is there?" A gentle voice came from amidst the violent impact.
Thick, chaotic smoke billowed out, and the cargo bridge deck, barely visible, slowly opened. A motorcycle, accompanied by a muffled roar, broke free from the smoke and burst out with unstoppable momentum.
"Head to Adams Dock, there are bat submarines there." The howling wind whipped her black hair across her forehead, and Wen Yue adjusted the goggles that covered most of her face, making a perfunctory attempt to conceal her identity. This was a backup plan item that the player had found in her game inventory.
The two are currently located at the junction of Miller Bay and Grant Park. Across the edge of Grant Park is Adams Pier, where the Bat submarine is moored.
"Where's Steppenwolf? I can't see him." Wen Yue adjusted her goggles against the wind, squinting as she looked around, but found nothing.
The player's words seemed to possess a magical power, never failing him; a sharp battle axe cleaved through the air from behind—
Jason clicked his tongue, the motorcycle cornering at its limit, tires scraping the ground and kicking up clouds of dust. "Can you shut up?!"
With skillful drifting and dodging, the Tomahawk skidded past the tilting fuselage. Wen Yue clung tightly to Jason's waist and gave him a firm OK sign.
The player obediently shut his mouth, scared.
The tomahawk, which had just passed the two men, cleaved forward without stopping. The stacks of steel containers, with their sharp edges, were piled high and began to tilt and collapse towards the motorcycle under the impact of the tomahawk.
The heavy crash echoed across the dock, raising clouds of dust. The rubble of the containers buried the two men and their locomotive, piling up like a mountain.
The container on the surface was pushed open with a gap, which widened in a few breaths. Wen Yue led Jason out from under the earthquake rope net shield, nimbly and safely.
Thanks to the game's inventory, thanks to players' collecting hobbies, thanks to Batman's various gadgets, and thanks to the effectiveness and quality of the earthquake net shield. Of course, the greatest credit goes to the players' quick reflexes in the critical moment.
Neither of them was injured, but their bodies near the ground were covered in dust. Wen Yue patted them a few times, coughing twice from the choking dust. She was only thankful that it hadn't rained in Gotham earlier, otherwise she would be covered in mud. Finally, wiping the dust off her chin, the player breathed a sigh of relief: That was close, almost fatal.
Noticing Jason's reluctant and regretful gaze as he looked at the wreckage of the shipping containers, Wen Yue patted him on the shoulder reassuringly: "It's okay, the next one will be even better." Jason's motorcycle was like Batman's Batmobile, being updated and replaced at an extremely fast pace.
A figure descended from the thick, inky sky, landing smoothly with knees bent. Steppenwolf straightened up, his icy aura extremely oppressive. He had traveled a long way to this point, achieving nothing, and his gaze towards the player was filled with murderous intent, eager to avenge his previous defeat. This time, his GPS-based location of the Mother Box was unusually accurate, his target firmly locked onto the player.
"Hand over the mother box."
“Hey, Steppenwolf, we diplomats should embrace the ideals of love and peace. Take my advice: let go of your obsessions. It’s normal to gain nothing in life. The true meaning of work is to slack off.” Wen Yue spoke earnestly, as if she had been there for a long time. “There’s really no need to be so stubborn and hardworking. You have to learn to give up and let go.”
Their eyes met, and the coldness and ferocity in the Steppenwolf's eyes were clearly visible. Ignoring the player's experienced advice, he said in a hoarse, chilling voice, "I will bring you endless pain and darkness; I will immerse you in your despair." Every word he spoke revealed undisguised murderous intent.
The other party remained unmoved, and Wen Yue, feeling dejected, shook her head and gave up on arguing. "This child is beyond redemption."
The player's dismissive attitude became the final straw. Steppenwolf gripped his battle axe, feeling deeply insulted. He seemed to emanate a dark aura, his cold gaze fixed on the player, his anger surging within him.
"Oh no, the boss is about to go berserk mode..." Wen Yue shrank her neck like a frightened quail. After challenging the other party's bottom line, she still looked like a victim. Any boss would turn red upon seeing this.
"Shut up, say no more." Jason glanced at Wen Yue, gritted his teeth, and stepped forward to shield her behind him.
Since encountering the player, Jason's patience has grown daily, but it still can't withstand the player's impromptu performance when disaster strikes. With a few words of encouragement from the player, the enemy boss's aggression increases significantly.
The joy of trash-talking is for the players to enjoy, while Jason bears the consequences.
That damn Steppenwolf!
Gotham after dark is a true city of sin. Usually at this time, gangsters on the docks would be secretly busy at work, and smuggling would be rampant. But tonight, the docks are deserted and desolate, with no one in sight, only the dim lights diligently working.
The loud noise of the fighter jets landing earlier had already alerted the surrounding people to keep their distance. Emergency evasion is a basic survival rule for Gotham locals; those who are not familiar with it are already buried in the grass.
At this point, Adams Pier had completely become a battlefield.
Crimson and platinum swirled and coalesced into a lightsaber, which split in two and landed in Jason's hands. This was a high-caste blade forged from his soul, its shape constructed at his will.
The sword's blade glowed with a faint red light, and in its center floated a pure and dazzling golden pattern. Within its chaotic magic lay the luminous attribute of purifying all matter and energy.
Steppenwolf swept his battle axe through the air, while Jason swung his sword in a cross motion towards his opponent.
Before the blade even arrived, the light was already dazzling; Jason's sword moved with his will, unstoppable in its sharpness. Steppenwolf's axe blade snapped back, their weapons locked in a fierce confrontation.
The battle axe clashed with the twin swords, the fierce fighting spirit transforming into tangible sharpness, tearing through the void and creating ripples; several moves had already been exchanged in an instant.
"Get out of the way."
Without hesitation, Jason followed the player's advice and worked in perfect harmony with the player, crossing their swords to block the attack. While neutralizing the offensive, they used the momentum to retreat rapidly and instantly create distance.
The player's verbal sparring wasn't in vain; after such a long delay, the Bat Submarine was ready.
"Fire." The retinal projection system had marked the only enemy on the field. With Wen Yue's command, the Bat Submarine aimed and fired. The powerful shells were extremely destructive. In an instant, the figure of the Wasteland Wolf was enveloped in intense light and heat, and the ground in his location dented and shattered, forming a large crater.
As the smoke cleared, the unharmed figure of the Wasteland Wolf emerged. The dark armor, crafted by Apokolips Technology, gleamed with a chilling light; technological energy flowed ceaselessly through its intricate mechanical patterns, untouched by dust.
"No, nothing happened?" Wen Yue was shocked: Where are the organizers? Players reported that someone here is cheating.
Jason tightened his grip on his sword, his tiger's mouth throbbing slightly and trembling uncontrollably. The previous exchange seemed evenly matched, but the stalemate was only temporary. The physical strength of an ordinary person could not compare to that of an alien warrior, and the strength of the Earthling was completely suppressed by Steppenwolf's physical strength.
Seeing Jason's serious expression, Wen Yue waved her hand and said in a relaxed tone, "It's okay, I have a plan B."
The player flicked his wrist, and the disc-shaped object traced a pale blue parabola as it fell toward the opponent. As it approached Steppenwolf, it was drawn by an invisible force like a magnet, adhering to his body and releasing a powerful electric current.
Steppenwolf frowned, calmly reached out and pulled the throwing stun gun off his body, casually tossed it aside, and strode steadily toward the two.
"Is there still a Plan C?" Jason pulled Wen Yue back slowly.
"Yes." The green dot on Wen Yue's goggles indicated that the location had reached the dock. The player threw the seed in their hand towards the Steppenwolf, then shouted, "Pamela, help!"
A tiny green glimmer appeared in mid-air. Before the seed even fell, countless plants and vines burst forth from that tiny point, covering the sky and shrouding the massive figure of the wasteland wolf. The imposing green plants cascaded down from the sky.
In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and Steppenwolf was completely engulfed in a green ocean.
Poison Ivy stood on a platform woven from green vines. Her red hair fell softly as she looked down, and her aura was gentle. She stared intently at the seeds and couldn't help but reach out her hands, softly calling for them to come closer: "I can feel the power of the green of all things."
Poison Ivy reached out and grasped the mysterious seed that transcended the world. It was the elemental power of the plant's essence, containing the vibrant vitality of protection and regeneration. The green of all things turned into a point in her palm, and cosmic-level elemental power burst forth instantly, guided by the green veins. It was a power that transcended life and death.
The Steppenwolf was powerless against the rolling sea of green plants and was forced into a retreat.
The battle situation suddenly changed, and the outcome shifted. The player was now on the same side as Poison Ivy, who wielded the cosmic elemental Green. Having such a powerful teammate was truly reassuring.
"This is the reinforcement I urgently called from the fighter jet, and now it's also blessed with the power of all things. Don't worry, we've got this in the bag," Wen Yue explained to Jason triumphantly.
The difficulty of this high-level match is off the charts, so Wen Yue didn't call the other members of Harley's team; instead, she assigned them the task of clearing out Parademon. Now that the players have unleashed their ultimate moves, "we really can't think of how we can possibly lose."
"I was initially quite relieved, but after hearing what you said, I'm not so sure anymore." The player's prediction was made quickly and decisively, and Jason had no time to stop it, fearing that his joy might turn into sorrow.
That is indeed the case—
A beam of light suddenly descended, enveloping the Poison Ivy Woman on her winding vines. Space froze and shifted, and the Poison Ivy Woman vanished along with the spatial fluctuations. As a mage, caught completely off guard by the Mother Box's unique spatial abilities during the fusion of the Green of All Things, she was ambushed. Moreover, the enemy had no intention of killing her; they were simply teleporting her away. Under such circumstances, expecting a mage to quickly dodge the teleportation beam and escape the instantaneous spatial teleportation was asking too much.
The Mother Box is so powerful in Steppenwolf's hands; he can open sonic boom tunnels at will. But why is it so difficult for Earthlings to use the Mother Box? Jason and his crew relied entirely on The Flash's Speed Force to activate it. Apokolips' technology is so unreasonable; using the Mother Box is like child's play, completely unfair. Is this the privilege of the twin sisters?
(The Mother Box is the pinnacle of NeoGenesis Technology, which is the twin planet of Apokolips.)
“Our reinforcements have been teleported away.” Jason paused for a moment, then turned sharply to stare at the player, full of hope: “Tell me quickly, you still have a plan D.”
"It's gone." The green dot on the goggles was now miles away in the blink of an eye. Wen Yue could hardly believe her eyes. Her gaze was blank and lifeless.
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