Origin of all things Arkham

Chapter 131 I, Oliver Quinn, Volunteer
Slade swears that his life experience can definitely be called the top group of people among all human beings.

He has done missions all over the world these years, and he has seen all kinds of scenes.

But he had never seen anything like this.

He has lived on this island for three years. In order to avoid the pursuit of the enemy, it can be said that he has been dealing with the enemy on this small island.

To be exaggerated, he knows every tree here.

How could he have never seen such a big tree!

Deathstroke has never been a reckless man. Although he will do everything possible to complete the task every time he completes the task, it does not mean that he will face the enemy head-on when he knows that he is invincible.

Especially in this kind of situation where you can see the strength gap between the opponent and yourself at a glance.

……

Raising the hand is a gun, the action of drawing the gun and the action of shooting are completed almost at the same time. After a pistol has undergone the transformation of the death knell, it has extraordinary accuracy and effective shooting distance. into the space next to Lynn's ear.

Lynn believes that this is not a coincidence.

So he was even angrier.

"Wow you sneak attack me!"

The tall treants move slowly, but the vines on the ground are quite different.

Under normal circumstances, Lynn's enemies would be directly pierced into candied haws, or beaten to death alive.

But to deal with the death knell, Lynn chose to capture alive.

As a result, Lynn experienced a "battle" that was quite unique.

Under his command, the branches, vines and a considerable part of the roots exposed to the ground grew crazily, weaving a large net on the outermost layer.

And in the inner layer, Deathstroke pulled out a long knife that looked like a samurai sword, but with a smoother overall shape. With a speed that could be called a mechanical swing, it was accurate and fast, powerfully and crazily cutting those Sweeping towards him, the vines that were about to bind him up.

At the same time, Mr. Deathstroke, the unparalleled lawn mowing man with a knife in one hand, still had time to free his other hand. He walked around while observing his surroundings, and threw homemade bombs and incendiary bombs at a certain angle, and suddenly accelerated. He rushed in that direction, and after a while, he successfully escaped from the net that Lynn had woven for him.

"Good job...but why am I still a ghost? Isn't it your turn to catch me!
It's not fair! "

Lin En yelled angrily, and the huge treant took a step forward, stepped on the ground firmly, and stamped a hole, and those ubiquitous vines finally stopped pulling their strength, and attacked Ji Xing crazily death knell.

With a muffled bang, a branch hit the death knell's chest. After the death knell flew out, it hit a tree, turned over and jumped up almost at the same time, and ran in another direction.

But in the same way, this is a forest, and of course there are branches and vines that have been waiting for him for a long time.

The death knell was drawn out again.

He threw a few smoke bombs, and the dense smoke walked close to the ground, gradually blocking Lynn's sight from high above.

"Wow, this person has a lot of equipment."

Lynn reached into his clothes.

"It seems to be the same kind of person as me. Hehehe..."

Letting go, Lynn began to empty his inventory again.

"Slade! The people of Gotham send you hello!"

In the sky, densely packed tropical fruits of various types fell and vibrated on the ground.

"It's dead, don't blame me. You were the one who shot me first~"

At this time, a figure rushed straight out of the smoke, bringing a trail of smoke and dust, and rushed straight into the nearby forest.

"As expected of you. Perseverance."

Lin En clapped his hands: "I really deserve to be the one who bought so many."

Lynn took out two cardboard boxes, which were filled with tropical fruits, all kinds of iron pineapples.

"Then, a new round of games has begun."

..............................

The roar of the bomb explosion has not sounded for a long time.This made Oliver feel anxious in his heart.

In fairness, he and the death knell are now on opposite sides, and there is no room for relaxation.

Deathstroke had absolutely every reason to kill him.

Oliver has a reason why he must not be killed.

Both parties knew each other well that if they met each other, it would definitely be a life-and-death battle, and there must be only one of them to survive.

Can……

Oliver still didn't want to see Deathstroke die at the hands of Lynn.

This is not some kind of self-hypnotic fatalism like "destined to die by my hands", but a very simple reason: I can't bear it.

That's it.

After all, Deathstroke is Oliver's master and has taught him many skills.

Before they got to where they are today, the two were indeed very good friends.

Oliver won't show mercy in battle, but it's hard to imagine Deathstroke dying in front of him.

He didn't know whether he wanted to stop Lynn after chasing him, or if he wanted to kill Death Knell himself. Contradictory and embarrassing thoughts swirled in his mind, and he was in chaos.

But the speed under his feet didn't slow down, although he doubted whether the death knell had already been killed by Lynn when the rumbling explosions stopped.

Although he was not familiar with Lynn, he saw how Lynn took out a lot of things from his pocket when he was eating.

Deathstroke's equipment is definitely not that much.

That was the bomb dropped by Lynn.

Thinking of this, Oliver temporarily stopped to identify the direction and voice, and finally chose a place that was still smoking and ran over.

…………

At this time, Death Knell, whom Oliver was worried about, was indeed in a bad state.

Lynn's iron pineapple was thrown very casually, and some were even thrown directly onto the tree, where it exploded at the crown of the tree.

Deathstroke also tried very hard to escape, but the opponent's iron pineapple was too much.

If it wasn't that he was wearing all the battle armor, if it wasn't that there were enough bunkers here, if it wasn't that he had a terrible physical fitness after injecting the strengthening potion, if it wasn't, the opponent didn't directly kill the killer...

After being blown away by the first iron pineapple, more iron pineapple had been thrown on him long ago.

But even so, even if the opponent intends to keep his hand, Death Knell's current state is still not good.

His left leg was scratched by the wooden thorn that exploded and flew away, and there was also a puncture wound, and his right leg was shot, which already affected his mobility to some extent.

He was punched in the stomach a few times, but it wasn't serious, but he was hit hard by the chain hammer once in the chest, and he still has some difficulty breathing.

Two sword wounds on the shoulder and back, just flesh wounds, not a big problem, but the continuous bleeding and numb painless wounds made Death Knell really have to care about it.

He had run out of bullets, and all the equipment left was two alloy knives, one long and one short.

On the other hand...

Obviously everyone uses guns, why can't he run out of bullets?

Obviously everyone was shot, and the other party was even more deadly, so why didn't he have any problems at all?

Relying on his superiority in skills, despite being suppressed in other areas, Deathstroke successfully opened three holes in Lynn's stomach and broke two of his finger.

But that guy still looks like that, still careless, full of flaws, but he just won't die.

The death knell has some doubts, who is the real strengthened warrior.

…………

"Hey hey... You should rest well, I'm here again!"

Lin En raised his sword and slashed at it. It was completely impossible to tell that it was a person who had been shot three times and had two fingers broken off.

He didn't choose to use those skills, nor did he continue to use firearms. Lynn even gave up using the little tree man.

It is the purest melee combat, weapon combat.

For Lynn, it is really difficult to meet a peak human fighting player like Death Bell.

Ms. Thalia, known as the pinnacle of human combat power, is slightly weaker in terms of strength and range.

Similarly, although Batman is very capable in unarmed combat and fully proficient in fighting techniques, his ability to use knives is almost inferior.

Oliver also has similar advantages and disadvantages, and is not a hexagonal fighter in the complete sense.

However, Deathstroke is different.

He really is a hexagon fighter!
Proficient in everything, and all at the top level, or at a superhuman level, with faster speed, stronger strength, more perfect skills, and perfect training partner.

Whether Lynn is fighting Dachao, Batman, or even Lucifer, he will always feel "tasteless", either he can't fight hard, or he can't win anyway.

But the battle with Deathstroke actually allowed Lin En to find the beauty and joy of fighting.

More importantly, Deathstroke can die completely.Lynn doesn't care if he lives or dies.

Don't care at all.

Therefore, in Lynn's attack, Death Bell suffered more and more injuries, and more and more dbufs were attached to him by Lynn.

The speed of his panting became more and more frequent and irregular, the speed of his swinging the knife became slower and slower, and he became more and more embarrassed when dodging.

Finally, Lynn felt...

"It seems a bit boring..."

bang bang~
Deathstroke's last weapon, the long knife, was also knocked flying by Lynn.

With the weapon out of hand, the death knell has really reached its limit.

"You are very good."

Lynn pointed to the wound on his body: "Among the human beings I have met, you are the first one who can hurt me so badly. I would like to call your physical skills the strongest."

Death Bell's brows were covered with blood, his eyelids were drooping, and his shoulders fluctuated up and down due to violent panting, but his eyes were still calm, and his voice was still steady.

"Kill me."

"Hee hee hee... as you wish."

There is no pity for talents, and there is no drama where the other party bows to him when he is overwhelmed with arrogance.The loser only asks for death, but the victor gladly accepts it.

That's it.

Slashing with the long sword, Lin En decided to cut off his head, otherwise he might be resurrected.

"and many more!"

At this moment, a green feathered arrow flew over and hit it right...

Death knell.

"Huh? Head grabber?"

Lin En put away his great sword, and Death Knell also sat on the ground clutching his side.

"Lyn, can you...can you let him live?"

Oliver ran over, the death knell on the ground, from the eyes under the mask, there was a sharp killing intent.

"Uh... You won't let me kill him, so you do it yourself?"

"No, it's not. Lynn, I'll go back with you, the stone or whatever you want, it doesn't matter, I will definitely give it to you.

but he……"

Oliver and Deathstroke looked at each other.

One is full of entanglement, and the other is full of hatred.

In the end, it was Oliver who looked away first.

"Let him fend for himself on this island."

After Oliver finished speaking, he picked up the long knife on the ground and stabbed Deathstroke again.

"It's all...God's will."

Lynn looked at the death knell, clicked his tongue twice, and nodded: "Then he cut me so many times, you have to reimburse me for medical expenses."

"Row."

"500."

"Row."

"You sign it."

"Lynn, how can there be on this island... You still carry the contract with you when you go out?!!"

"Hey, this is not to guard against friends... No, to guard against villains. For a good person like me, it is inevitable that people will be begged for mercy, plot against, and repay favors...

Yes, sign here... here's a handprint... this... and this...

Come look up and smile, yes... hold this document and read to me: I, Oliver Quinn, voluntarily sign..."

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