"Well, you have completely exhausted the last drop of my patience with you."
Even through the mask, you can feel the suddenly gloomy expression of the owl masked man.
"Okay, let me teach you something."
Looking at the claws gathering together, Bain pinched the joints on his fists.
Drop by drop of venom flowed from the bottle on his back into its body through the pipe, making his body grow stronger and bigger bit by bit.
"You, my terrible friends. You will learn two things firsthand."
He held out a finger.
"First, to become Bane, you need more than just my venom."
The sharp claws that rushed towards him were pinched by his face with one hand, and the majestic strange force pressed his fingers into the opponent's head. The muscular claws that were so arrogant just now looked extremely weak in front of Bain. p>
Bane grabbed the ankle of one of the Clawed Assassins with his bare hands, swung him in a circle in the air, and slammed him on the ground, once, twice, just like swinging a plastic whack-a-mole hammer.
"You——"
Bang!
"Live——"
Bang!
"Hand——"
Bang!
The Claw Assassin was lying on the ground in a large shape with his legs in the air. The bulging muscles all over his body were twisted, like twisted twists, curled up on his body in a disgusting and ugly way.
Bain kicked him directly, and then he rolled and flew out, lying motionless on the ground like a piece of garbage.
"Nice job!" Killer Crocodile jumped up: "That's the kind of move!"
He excitedly pointed at Bain's two blows: "That's how he beat me back then!"
Penguin rolled his eyes.
Chen Tao immediately drove the nano-robots to spread over. The head whose claws were cracked by Bain provided him with convenience, and Heisha hurriedly drilled inside.
"Second, if I gave you the power of venom, then why do you think you can use this power to fight me?"
The steel knife swung by the Talon Assassin shattered on his tight skin, and Bane grabbed the opponent's throat.
"Have you felt it? It's the feeling of the remaining hope gradually flowing away from your body and your war!"
"God, what's going on?" Lincoln March murmured in a low voice.
This time he saw it clearly.
The hood of the clawed assassin had just been knocked off. The moment the claw approached Bane was reflected in Lincoln March's pupils. The originally blue-gray face suddenly turned rotten and smelly, and the bulging muscles suddenly became rotten and smelly.
A scene of decay.
The owl masked man could no longer maintain his posture as the master behind the scenes, so he stood up from his seat.
"What should we do, court?" Lincoln March said to the communication: "What are you going to do?"
"You ridiculous skeletons who should have died long ago! Let me teach you... Violating the laws of nature must be punished, and in this world, nothing is truly immortal."
"Soon," Bain said:
"When your blood betrays you, when your body betrays you..."
Bain casually threw a withered claw to the ground, losing his strong body. He let out a hysterical whine before it touched the ground.
The huge pain was unbearable even for the immortal. He sobbed and straightened his body, like a fish that was stranded on the sea and about to be drowned.
Bain's voice followed closely:
"The remaining potion will ensure that your body will be tortured by severe pain, and this severe pain is an old friend that I have known for a long time. However, unlike you, I have the strength and will to overcome it!"
The clown laughed wildly and jumped up: "How about doing a magic trick?"
He directly rode on the head of a sharp-clawed assassin, and the blade he swung fiercely pierced the clawed eyes: "Dang-dang! Please watch the eye-opening real magic, turning the world into pure black in one second!
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"It doesn't matter! Press on everyone!" The owl masked man immediately ordered: "Let those ordinary claws lurking around that haven't had time to be transformed also take action!"
He angrily yelled at Lincoln March: "Take them with you! Take everyone with you! Cut open the hearts and lungs of these madmen who dare to fool us!"
Lincoln March had mixed feelings. The court had never suffered such a big loss, and it was obvious that the other party had regarded him as the temporary leader of the claw army at this moment——
This may be the moment when he is most trusted by the court, but he is forced by external forces, which makes Lincoln March want to laugh.
He whistled.
Shasha...
Deadshot shuddered. He raised his gun and stood back to back with the Cheshire Cat.
"Um...I think it might not be good."
Killer Croc said.
More and more ordinary claws appeared from the surrounding hiding places, and they poured into the battlefield like a tide...
There are too many people, they are densely packed, and there are heads everywhere.
Poison Ivy moaned: "Oh my God."
The voice of the owl masked man has returned to that superior stench:
"Well, we have to admit that maybe they do have something beyond the court's expectation. But that's the end of the matter. We have more people. This is an absolute gap in combat effectiveness."
His voice gradually returned to calmness.
"Now it's three digits versus one digit."
"Really?"
The movement of the owl masked man stopped.
He looked at Chen Tao.
Bada.
Mr. Freeze slowly stood up from the ground. His armor gradually changed from red to sea blue in the next two seconds. He exhaled, and ice condensed on the ground, reflecting Victor's indifferent eyes. "What's going on?"
The Scarecrow said: "Victor?"
Mr. Freeze ignored him.
The clay-faced man stood up next. The lumps of mud were finally reshaped and condensed into a shape. The huge mud monster stood there expressionlessly, like a sculpture made of wax.
The fireflies crawled up.
The villain who is good at using flames stood up like a zombie with his left foot folded upside down. Then he pulled half of his body. The black mist that filled the air condensed into a hand and supported him behind his back.
A handful.
Then the next one, the next one...
One by one, the Arkham villains slowly climbed up from the ground in various inhuman postures.
They stood there one by one with expressionless faces.
The Scarecrow felt that his heart was grabbed by something invisible.
"What's going on?"
Penguin whispered to himself: "This is not scientific."
His eyes lingered on these Arkham colleagues, and then he turned to look at Batman: "How did you control them?"
"Just some of Taiqi's (Mad Hatter's) tricks." Chen Tao answered him.
He rubbed his fingers. Lucius had always been an almighty scientist, although it was impossible for him to figure out in a short time how the Mad Hatter, an expert in the neurological field, could create those hats that could control people's hearts, just like a shipbuilder.
It is impossible for people to figure out the principles of cars in a short time.
But if you simply borrow and plagiarize, you can create some control chips without knowing why, but there will be no problem.
"So. In short."
Chen Tao exhaled, and his body slowly decomposed into black sand, making his lower body look like a walking spiral black hole.
The criminals of Arkham slowly followed him, holding him in the center, as if they were following the king's ministers.
The master of Gotham, the star-studded Bat King, had a sinister smile on his lips:
"Are you ready for a killing spree?"
"Roar!!!"
The Arkham villains controlled by chips opened their mouths and let out chaotic roars!