The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

"what the hell?!"

Kanter let out an exclamation. He looked at the light spot that occupied most of the screen, but didn't realize that it was actually a light curtain made up of many bright small light spots. He thought that either the machine was broken, or Something may have happened to the target object.

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!"

"Bam! Boom boom boom!"

"Fuck!"

Spider-Man's feet, which were holding the door, plowed deep ravines on the ground, and the sudden impact made his muscles tense for a moment.

"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 stood firmly against the door. He turned his head and glanced at Barry, who was still lying on the ground unconscious. He increased his strength and continued to push the door out, and said: "Monster, go back to your world. 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 maze. Drop after drop of water splashed on the puddles on the wet ground, and three more drops of sweat fell 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 running out of energy, right? What did you just say? You are the best fighter in the universe. I don't agree with this, unless everyone in your universe has arms like Mario’s flagpole is as thin, and his body is more brittle than the wall in a tank battle, otherwise how could you be the number one?”

"What's your name, Kanter? Did your mother tell you when she named you that it sounded like the surname of an ultra-conservative religious leader in the South? Oh, did you try too hard just now? If I hadn't been with you a few days ago George's four-year-old brother played pushing hands, and I really don't feel it."

"You, you damn bastard!!" Kanter cursed: "Just wait for me, the Dark Elite will not let you go!!!"

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

Kanter gasped for breath. Before today, he never thought that anyone could compete with him in terms of strength. He belongs to the Dark Elite under Darkseid, also called the Darkseid Elite. He is the best fighter in the universe, and fighters often need strong 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 in a stalemate here for half an hour? I haven't mentioned the rules of the game yet, right? If you have read junior high school physics, you should know that in this case, it is not about who is stronger, but who is stronger than others. There’s more friction.”

Kanter's angry and confused expression was reflected in the thin cracks in the door, but the door was covered with spider webs. Spider-Man's spider webs covered the entire room, using a magical mechanical structure to provide him with powerful power. With the fixation force and the powerful adhesion device on his uniform feet, Spider-Man can still play like this for a year.

Kantor 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 the half-hour stalemate between himself and Spider-Man cost him the most. His mental state, Spider-Man's garbage The verbal attack almost made him lose his mind.

An excellent fighter must have a clear fighting mind and the calm wisdom to analyze the situation, and Kanter is losing this part of his ability at this time, especially when 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 lowered his tone and said, "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 has the fastest digestion power, came over, yawned, picked out her ears and said, "Has anyone ever said you are old-fashioned? In what age are you still reading such villain lines, even if you say 'I want to let you go' 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!!!!"

"Uh!"

Spider-Man let out a short breath and slid his feet back about ten centimeters. Helen stood aside with her arms folded and asked, "Want to help?"

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?"

"Haha, what do you little brats know?! His Majesty Darkseid has the most powerful technological 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 shuddered, rubbed the goosebumps on her arms with her hands and said, "He is so stupid that I dig my toes into the ground. The villains we have been hiding for decades are not as stupid as him. 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..."

"Hahahahaha! What nonsense 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 down and lay on the ground. He turned his head and saw his shattered arm armor. 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..."

"hahahahahahahahaha!!!!!"

A series of crazy laughter rang out, and Kanter, who was lying on the ground, heard a shrill girl's laughter coming from the room behind Spider-Man. The malice and madness in the 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 never let it out. Finally she found an opponent and gained more power, so she went completely crazy. I guess she will be fine after 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 children.

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 was flying, and Kanter's face appeared behind Harley's ear. Along with the sound of punches breaking through the air, his whisper was heard: "Too slow, little girl."

Suddenly, Kanter saw the mirror image of his own eyes. The huge boning knife floated quietly in front of his eyes, and on the side near the handle of the knife, Harley's mouth was mostly filled with evil, blocked by the long hair in front of her forehead. Smiling eyes.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

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

"Psychic power? Object control magic?" Kanter murmured, thinking that this girl is the powerful individual among humans that Weiman has been talking about before?Is that the boy behind her too?

All of Batman's children are powerful individuals, so how strong should he be?
Kanter shook his head slightly to get rid of his complicated thoughts, but the moment his eyes focused, platinum-blond hair brushed the bridge of his nose, and his eyes unconsciously turned to the right. , 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. , one foot kicked on the junction of the wall and the ceiling, and the other leg used the force to swing out, hitting Harley'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??!!!"

Harley 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 chopped 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.