[Zhongyingmei] Treatment is for protection!

"Keep your heads up."

The person who spoke just now opened his mouth. This is an alien wearing a black robe, gray skin, thin limbs and body, but a very long back of the head.He stood in the middle, and seemed to be protected by other people around him.The most frightening thing is that he has no facial features, only a vertical line in the middle, and the two sides are flat as if two boards have been buckled, which makes people uncomfortable.

But the others seemed to be accustomed to the diversity of interstellar races, and didn't pay much attention to this person's appearance.They stood face to face waiting for these people to come up to them and face the culprits who had done them so.Some people trembled in fear and almost lost the strength to stand upright.There are also people who hide anger more in their eyes but dare not look directly at them.

Bruce was a little nervous, his face was deliberately peaceful, and his muscles were tense and vigilant.He skipped his gaze over the high-level standing at the front of the death army, and did not stop when he swept over the familiar red head.

The two sides looked at each other.

Bruce obviously felt a line of sight resting on him, but he didn't look over, just looked around without a trace, some members of the Death Legion in black clothes gradually surrounded them, behind these people, mummy and skeletons were getting closer and closer. The pile is thicker.

"You all voluntarily joined the kingdom of death, but the gods prefer the strong."

"What do you mean?"

A burly man with a somewhat fierce face asked directly.

"Hahaha……"

The man in the robe chuckled, the voice seemed to be ringing in their heads.

"It means that the number of places you can join the legion with your current state is limited. If you don't meet the standard, you will all switch to another state. The decision is in your hands."

The man in the robe stretched out his thin but long hand, and drew an arc in the air.

Then there was a sophisticated and sharp weapon floating in the open space not far in front of him, suspended in the air.

In the silence, everyone's eyes on the people around them changed.

The meaning of the man in the robe is obvious, which is to let them kill each other.

Some people had already lost their strength and fell to the ground limply, the burly man who was the first to ask the question was the first to pounce on the weapon.

Someone followed him to snatch it, and then they fought. They didn't know each other before, but now they killed each other. Except for those who knew they were hopeless, no one wanted to survive in the ghostly appearance of a skeleton or a mummy.

Those who went to snatch the weapon were those with higher force values, but in the end it was the burly man who won, a man who looked similar to a human on Earth, but his face was pale, and he brought a long knife. He didn't kill the people around him. The burly man started to fight, but he dragged on with ease.

Bruce stood in a relatively remote corner, but he was targeted because the figure of the earthlings was not a deterrent compared to others.

Based on the principle that no one offends me, he does not offend others, and his attitude is relatively negative, but he can also see that he is very skilled.

Before Wei Lin left, Yitong gave Bruce his ability to detect good and evil.

But now it just happened to come in handy. Facing those with deep karma, Bruce showed no mercy and killed them all.

Individuals who are not bad have not done anything cruel.

Everyone fought fiercely, and soon there were only five people left alive.

A force separated those who were still struggling.

"Okay, congratulations on passing."

The robed man opened his mouth, and wisps of black energy floated over and merged into the corpses on the ground. These corpses immediately turned into mummies and skeletons, and walked towards the large army behind him stiffly.

"and many more."

The burly man who asked the question at the beginning gasped for breath and spoke suddenly.

The robed man faced him with a calm voice, as if listening.

"I just thought, there are a few of us who haven't shown our true level."

Ques said with a grin, looking at the others out of the corner of his eyes.

"Then you want to?"

There was a smile in the robed man's voice, and he seemed more gentle.

"Unqualified people should be eliminated, shouldn't they?"

"you're right."

The robed man nodded in approval.

He had been wrestling with Kuisi all the time before, but no one could do anything to anyone. The man silently drew his knife and looked at Kuisi, obviously intending to continue the fight.

Kuisi glanced at him fearfully, and flicked the knife away to show his friendliness.

"I recognize your strength, why don't you kill these weak chickens who fish in troubled waters together?"

The other party ignored Kuisi, and looked at him as if he was insane. Does he think his approval is valuable?Inexplicable and eventful.

Karna moved away with the knife in his arms, obviously not wanting to join.

Keith: ...

His complexion was ugly for a moment, and the only little friend he liked rejected his little hand of friendship.

Finally he was ready to take his anger out on others.

Bruce wasn't the first to bear the brunt, but he decided to take the initiative this time.

He understood the strength of Ques, Batman had no problem defeating him, but Bruce had some troubles.

However, in the eyes of others, his main disadvantage is that he is not decisive and sharp enough.

But with the help of two other people, Bruce narrowly won in the end, and killed Ques directly without holding back.

The three looked at each other, distanced themselves and did not make any further moves.

"Then, you are welcome."

The robed man clapped his hands and said.

Karna, who obviously had the highest combat effectiveness, was directly taken away by a man next to the robed man.

Then someone came to lead them, this should be selecting subordinates.

Bruce, who should be the strongest under Karna, happened to be valued by two people at the same time. Bruce looked at the familiar red head with no expression on his face.

"Aren't you looking for that mummy just now?"

The man who had taken a fancy to Bruce at the same time as the Red Skull folded his arms and pulled the corners of his mouth, his words were very rude.

But Red Skull didn't show any dissatisfaction, he just said it calmly.

"Bruce Wayne, I know him."

Bruce looked up, with obvious surprise on his face, a trace of surprise but also vigilance.

The person next to Red Skull clicked his tongue and left directly.

"You know me?"

Bruce asked.

"The richest man in Gotham, Batman's patron, Tony Stark's eponymous playboy, there are not many people who don't know about it."

Red Skull behaved kindly.

"It's just that I didn't expect to see you here, and, compared to the heroes you support, you kill people very quickly."

"If you don't kill when it's time to kill, wouldn't it be a hidden danger for yourself? It's so stupid."

Bruce shook his head.

The Red Skull chatted with him and approached him without a trace, but Bruce didn't respond. It seemed that someone who knew him seemed to let him relax his vigilance.

Red Skull raised his eyebrows, this Gotham prince is not mature enough, but it doesn't matter, reality will teach him what he needs to learn.

"My team is mostly composed of undead, and it's not very friendly. You should pay attention."

Red Skull reminded him, brought him to his subordinates for a brief introduction, and then left.

Bruce looked at the group of people in front of him. They all looked like humans. Knowing that the Red Skull was dead, Bruce thought that maybe the gods they were talking about had the power to generate their bodies before they were alive.

These people are really not friendly. In fact, they planned to give Bruce a bad start from the beginning, which is the usual practice.

"cough……"

Bruce was thrown to the ground, he was knocked down many times, and he was beaten worse because he countered too hard.

A knife went into his hand and nailed it into the ground.

Kicking on the stomach, one of them was particularly hard, Bruce looked up at the man, grabbed the sharp knife that pierced the back of his hand while the man was not paying attention, and stabbed the man's temple hard.

The head is indeed the weak point.

Bruce didn't care about other people's attacks, he just held the blade fiercely and stabbed down until the person's body was reduced to slag.

He collapsed his body until the people around him were stopped before letting himself pass out.

When he woke up again, he had already been put on the bed. Instead of feeling any pain, he was full of strength. The clothes on his body were still the same as before, full of dust and blood, and beside the bed was a set of regimental uniforms.

He sat up straight and turned his head to meet Karna's gaze.

Karna looked okay, but he was in a lot of distress compared to the beginning, the knife was gone, and the other two beds were with them.

"It seems that I am not alone in that situation."

Karna looked at him, didn't speak, and leaned against the head of the bed silently with his arms folded.

"This is a custom. You should feel that you are much stronger. Everyone must accept the power of the gods when they come in. The effect is best when they are weak."

Red Skull walks in.

"It's true that there are many who just use this to show off, but this kind of small role can be paid back with enough strength."

"My injury has recovered, is it because of the power of the gods?"

Bruce asked him.

"Master Kudi is the servant of the gods, and he can use the power of the gods. He healed you."

Bruce learned all about the situation from the Red Skull.

They will have to accept this kind of "baptism" a few times in the future, and no matter how they are beaten, Dry Dike can heal them.

Bruce guessed it was also a process of body modification and control.

As for the Red Skull, he would behave like a corporal, more because of his lack of status and strength in the death army.

For him who has been the leader of Hydra for a century, this is probably unacceptable, so he recruited people.

It's a pity that Bruce and Karna, who he valued the most, didn't meet his expectations.Having joined the Army of Death, Bruce has no intention of being an ordinary soldier, who can be close to the Red Skull but not respectful.And Karna always has the number one expression to everyone, and never listens to him.

The Red Skull was not annoyed, and left after mentioning a few words.

As soon as he left, someone came and shouted them out.

Then came a new round of instruction.

This time it was in the cafeteria. Although the power restored their bodies, there was no way to block their hunger. It was reasonable to be picked on at this time.

Bruce noticed that Karna's karma was not strong, so he intended to get closer to him. The range of opponents of the two overlapped to a large extent, and cooperation was expected.

Neither of them has a weapon, but Karna's physical fitness is stronger than Bruce's, and his sharp fingers can also be used as weapons.

He snatched a knife for him, and the two of them killed everyone around them.

They guessed right, in this kind of stalking, their only advantage is that they can kill people, while the other party can only beat them to death, but cannot kill them.

Karna is more lethal, and Bruce is more flexible and strategic. The cooperation between the two complements each other's shortcomings very well. The first cooperation is not tacit, but compared to the other two who are directly suppressed as soon as they play For the rookie who hit him, he was much better, and before losing consciousness again, he grabbed the gap and ate half full.

When they woke up again, they were still in the same bed, but there were only three of them left.

The next day they knew that the man had collapsed, committed suicide and became a member of the skeleton.

Bruce controlled to show his skills little by little. In other people's eyes, this meant that he improved at an extremely fast speed every time he was beaten. The strength that Kudi injected into him alone could not do this.

The same is true for Karna. Although his progress is not so fast, his own racial advantages and the addition of death power make his attack power not lose to Bruce, and the result of the cooperation between the two is definitely one plus one is greater than two.

Both of them didn't hold back, and more and more people were killed. The leaders of several teams were alarmed, and the old people were also afraid, especially the undead with only one life. After discussing, their novice period ended early.

The experience of being beaten together and killing people together made Bruce gain Kana as a friend. Although they are in different teams, they don't have a sense of belonging to their own team, and most of the time they get together.

Bruce is unabashedly passive when facing the task of invading other planets, but he is also unabashedly brave when facing the Black Lantern Corps and dark forces.

This situation was not unheard of before. Members of the legion were taken in many times after invading the planet, and not all of them could perfectly realize the transformation from victim to perpetrator.

In order not to waste combat power, such people were organized to fight against the Black Death Emperor and Domamu.

For more than half a year, Bruce managed to bring out a strong team among these people, on an equal footing with the Red Skull. The Red Skull's plan naturally fell through, but they maintained a superficial harmony with Bruce.

Bruce's strength has grown too rapidly. It's not that the Red Skull didn't think that he was hiding his strength at the beginning, and then thought that he had guessed that Bruce was Batman.

But then it was dispelled. Bruce's character became more and more gloomy as he got to the back, but the fact that he would kill him mercilessly when he was provoked made him not like Batman but more like a clown.

In the end, the Red Skull attributed to this is the characteristic of Gotham people, it is easy to blacken, and once blackened, it will open up.

He was a little bit looking forward to what kind of scene this Gotham baby would be if he went back to Gotham.