The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Chapter 1718 S Apocalypse Event (12)

"what the hell?!"

Kanter let out an exclamation. He looked at the light spot on the screen that occupied more than half of the screen, but he didn't realize that it was actually a light curtain formed by many bright small light spots. He thought, either the machine was broken, or It's what might have happened to the subject.

No matter what kind it is, he can't please him. He was convicted by Master De Sadd just a few days ago because of his unfavorable front-line investigation work. This time he is guilty and meritorious. He must perform perfectly, otherwise his status will plummet. .

With this anxious mood, Kanter rushed towards the target location as fast as possible.

Behind the gate, Spider-Man suddenly stood up. He widened the spider's compound eyes on the mask and said, "My spider sensor has sounded, and a powerful enemy is approaching here at high speed!"

"Boom! Boom, boom, boom!"

"Zi La!"

The feet of Spider-Man, who was against the gate, plowed a deep ravine on the ground, and the sudden impact made his muscles tense up instantly.

"Who are you? Why are you attacking us?!" Spider-Man yelled.

Kanter turned on the translation device, and then shouted inside: "No matter who is inside, give up resistance immediately, Mr. De Sadd said to catch them alive, you'd better not make unnecessary resistance!!!"

"You're dreaming!" Spider-Man pressed against the door firmly. He turned his head and glanced at Barry who was still lying on the ground unconscious. Go in, I won't let you in!"

Listening to the immature voice on the other side, Kanter sneered.

Ten minutes later, the sound of dripping water continued to echo in the corridors of the labyrinth. One drop after another splashed ripples on the puddles on the wet ground, and three more drops of sweat slipped from Kanter's shoulders to the ground.

He was sweating profusely, the muscles all over his body were tense, and the veins at the junction of his cheeks and mandibles were bulging. Apart from being tired, he was also angry.

"Oh, Mr. Hercules, I guess you are going to lose your energy? What did you just say, you are the best fighter in the universe, I don't agree with that, unless everyone in your universe has arms like Mario's flagpole is so thin, and his body is more fragile than the wall of a tank battle, otherwise how could you be the number one?"

"What's your name, Kanter? When your mother named you, did she tell you that it sounded like the last name of an ultra-conservative religious leader in the South? Ah, did you try hard just now? If I didn't accompany you the other day George's four-year-old brother played pushing hands, and I really don't feel it."

"You, you damn bastard!!" Kanter cursed: "You wait for me, the dark elite will not let you go!!!"

"Is that the name of your super group? It's really bad. It sounds like the name of a cult organization that would post small advertisements in a clothing store. It's so bad!"

Kanter was panting heavily. Before today, he really didn't expect anyone to be able to compete with him in strength. He belongs to the dark elite under Darkseid, also known as the Darkside Elite Club. He is the number one fighter in the universe, and fighters often need powerful strength.

But now the situation is that he is wrestling with Spider-Man, and the way to compete for power is to push the same thing in different directions, and no one knows how to push things better than Spider-Man, except Superman.

"Oh, have we been deadlocked here for half an hour? I haven't said the rules of the game yet, have I? If you have read junior high school physics, you should know that in this situation, it is not about who is stronger, but who is stronger than others. More friction."

Kanter's angry and confused expression was reflected in the thin crack of the door, but the inside of the door was covered with spider webs, and the spider webs fired by Spider-Man covered the entire room, providing him with a powerful force with a magical mechanical structure. The fixation force, coupled with the powerful adhesion device on his uniform feet, Spider-Man can still play like this for a year.

Kanter showed a furious expression of being tricked, but he still didn't want to understand where he was being tricked, and he didn't realize that during the half-hour stalemate between himself and Spider-Man, the biggest loss was his mental state, Spider-Man's garbage The verbal attacks almost made him lose his mind.

An excellent fighter must have a clear fighting mind and the wisdom to calmly analyze the situation, and Kanter is losing this part of his ability at this time, especially when the urging sounds are constantly coming from the communication device.

A cold light flashed in Kanter's eyes, he let go of his hand, moved his wrist, and said in a lower tone: "I thought you were just a few brats, not worthy of my real skills, now I want to tell you, You pissed me off, and you will pay for it!"

Helen, who digested the fastest digestion power, came over, yawned and picked out her ears and said, "Did someone say you are old-fashioned? What age are you still saying this kind of villain's lines, even if you say 'I want to You understand my pain' is much more fashionable than this."

Kanter finally couldn't take it anymore, he pressed a button on the arm armor, and then, the yellow and purple armor shone with energy luster, and the purple-gold energy stance spread from his side, and then converged on the surface of the armor , Kanter stretched out his hands against the door and pushed hard.

"drink!!!!"

"Well!"

Spider-Man let out a short breath, and his feet slid back about ten centimeters. Helen stood aside with his arms crossed and asked, "Can you help me?"

Spider-Man's spider compound eyes narrowed slowly, he looked at the small crack where the door was gradually pushed open, and raised his voice and said, "Mr. Hercules, is this your trump card?"

"Heh, what do you little kids know?! His Majesty Darkseid has the most powerful technology system in the universe. All of our weapons have been optimized countless times. My armor can be greatly strengthened." My explosive power, if you don't want to break your arm, give up resistance!"

Helen shivered, rubbed the goosebumps on her arms with her hands and said, "He's so stupid that I dig my toes, we don't even have the villain Mandarin who has been hiding for decades, Where was he just dug out from?!"

Spider-Man sighed softly, he glanced at Kanter who was staring at him viciously with his bloodshot eyeballs against the crack of the door, and said, "Do you know what is the most dangerous part of this game? "

Before Kanter could answer, Spider-Man asked himself and answered: "I can't touch you, so I can use the power that can't be used on humans on this door..."

"Hahahahahaha! What are you talking about..."

Kanter suddenly found that the resistance he encountered had weakened. He was about to return Spider-Man's trash talk to him, but in the next second, an irresistible force came.

"Boom!!!!!!!"

Looking at Kanter who flew to the end of the corridor, Spider-Man stood in the crack of the door while maintaining the posture of pushing the door, and said, "I've said it all, you're so stupid."

Kanter, who was photographed on the wall at the end, struggled to fall and lay on the ground. He saw his shattered arm armor on one side of his head. He opened his eyes wide and looked in the direction of Spider-Man, but what he saw was A skinny boy who couldn't be called strong at all.

"How can this be..."

"hahahahahahahaha!!!!!"

A series of crazy laughter sounded, and Kanter, who was lying on the ground, heard a sharp girl's laughter coming from the room behind Spiderman. The maliciousness and madness in that laughter made his brain start to tremble.

"Who laughed so badly just now?!" A thinner figure with long hair suddenly appeared in the dark corridor, and the shadow of the boning knife was stretched very long by the faint light.

They're out, here's your chance! Kanter's eyes flashed brightly, it really was a group of brats, couldn't it be that he pretended to be weak and tricked them out? Is it so easy to be fooled?

At the same time, Gray Mist complained in Schiller's mind: "I swear that I have almost eliminated the darkness in that energy, but her ability to absorb darkness is exceptionally good, now it's alright, what a clown girl."

"Maybe she was just too excited before, and she didn't vent it all the time. She finally got an opponent and gained more strength, so she went completely crazy, and she probably will be fine in a while." Schiller replied.

Kanter narrowed his eyes until Harry approached, seeing her immature face, Kanter showed a disdainful smile, he guessed right, this room is full of children, most likely Batman child.

With so many harvests to see Lord De Sadd, not only is there hope for reinstatement, but if the plan against Batman is effective, he will definitely be able to go a step further.

The muscles on Kanter's clenched fist and arm were ready to go. Almost at the moment when the thigh muscles tensed, he turned into an invisible airflow, and bounced repeatedly with the help of the walls on both sides of the narrow corridor, in a way that ordinary people could hardly capture. His treacherous movements appeared directly beside Harry.

Hair fluttered, Kanter's face appeared behind Harry's ears, and his whisper sounded together with the sound of punching through the air: "Too slow, little girl."

Suddenly, Kanter saw the mirror image of his own eyes, a huge boning knife quietly floating in front of his eyes, and on the side near the handle was Harley, who was mostly blocked by the long hair on her forehead, full of evil smiling eyes.

"Shua! Shua, Shua, Shua!"

Kanter crossed his arms to block quickly. With just a boning knife, he cut hundreds of marks on his gauntlet in two seconds. Putting down his arms, Kanter saw the knife fly back into the girl's hand.

"Mind power? Object control magic?" Kanter murmured, he thought, this girl is the powerful individual among human beings that Wiman has been talking about before? Is that the boy behind her too?

All Batman's children are powerful individuals, so how strong should he be?

Kanter shook his head slightly, throwing his complicated thoughts out of his mind, but at the moment when his eyes focused, platinum hair brushed against the bridge of his nose, and his eyes turned to the right unconsciously , a crazy smiling face just passed by his side.

"Zi la - bang!"

The blade slashed across the neck, causing a series of transparent ripples. Kanter turned around, took advantage of the momentum and flew backwards, landed heavily on the ground, and then covered his neck with his hands.

"Hahaha, Apocalypse's technology is beyond the comprehension of primitive civilizations like yours. The force field of the armor covers the whole body, and your knife can't cut it!"

Kanter, who was half kneeling on the ground, paused, his thigh muscles regained strength, and his eyes quickly turned around. The moment the figure of Harley stepping on the wall with a long knife was locked in the center of his pupils, Kanter jumped high. , stepped on the junction of the wall and the ceiling, and swung the other leg out with force, hitting towards Harry's waist like a whip.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!" Harley laughed crazily, with endless blades slashing on his legs, and nimbly ducked down, avoiding the whip leg in the air, and rushed over from the corner of the wall on the ground.

Kanter, who had been concentrating on attacking, suddenly felt a wave of irritability rising from his heart. He stopped his momentum and fell to the ground. The anger that had been aroused by Spiderman came again, and he yelled at Harry.

"Damn, what are you laughing at??!!!"

Harry stood up lightly, like a pale female ghost. She tilted her neck and raised her head, staring at Kanter through the gaps in her long hair, and more low smiles leaked from her teeth.

"I'm laughing...you will be cut into thirteen pieces by me!!!"

"Zheng!"

The long knife separated the eyes of anger and madness, and the two collided again. Between the light of the knife and the shadow of the fist, more and more darkness gushed out of Harry's mouth and nose.