[Comprehensive British and American] HE saves the world

- William Tell's arrows cannot reach the apple (The paradox of "Tellandapple").

That's a boring paradox.

It is a theory that is completely contrary to reality, just like "Achilles can't catch up with the tortoise".

Of course Achilles was able to catch the tortoise.

William Tell's arrow also shot down the apple placed on his son's head.

But—what if the target changes position the instant the arrow is fired?

Of course, the clown has also changed his position. He has no pleasure in seeking death, nor does he have the idea of ​​being world-weary.As a physical master, he naturally avoided that arrow.

But—the arrow turned in front of his eyes.

Turned in the air without any landing spot.

This is impossible.

This is not true.

This violates all laws of physics.

The clown had a look of complete surprise on his face.Just like when he tied Batman to the train track in the past, and asked him to choose to save himself or the five people tied on another track, Batman flipped the switch to change the train track and let the train come towards him, Then he broke free from the shackles at a critical moment, turned over and fled the speeding train.

At that time, this expression was on the clown's face.

Surprise, happiness, fear and many mixed emotions are mixed together, turning into an exaggerated and distorted smiling face.

"Wow."

He gave a childlike admiration.

What made this magical feat possible were three miracles.

One is the armor called "Fake Bow Saint", which imitates the legend of Bow Saint William Tell shooting down apples, creating a unique magic dress.

In addition to being light and fast, this armor also has a unique ability, that is, it has the opportunity to shoot again after shooting an arrow. Usually arrows need a certain amount of preparation time when shooting, loading, friction, release... All take a certain amount of time to complete, but "Fake Bow Saint" does not.

As long as the user prepares enough arrows, even nine, ten, or twenty times of correcting the trajectory of the arrows can be done in an instant.

The second is the "magic eye" of Otori Kanae. She has a perception beyond the limit of human cognition, an unimaginable vision that can almost stop time, and a reaction speed and understanding ability that match this vision.

Those eyes could perceive the trajectories of arrows moving at supersonic speed. In her field of vision, even the trajectories of bullets were slowed down countless fixed points.

That's why it is possible to capture the trajectory of the arrow.So it can be corrected after each arrow is shot.

Only such magic eyes can drive the almost imaginary magic dress.

The last point...is Ada's hatred.

In fact, I should have been unable to stand up long ago.

The calorie consumption has reached the limit, and the physical strength has already reached the limit, and driving that incredible magic eye needs to pay a painful price.

How much blood was shed?have no idea.It was as if the brain was pressed on a red-hot iron and burned, and the skull, brain, and eyes seemed to be stabbed by hundreds of knives.The pain was so extreme that it didn't feel any pain at all.

There is only deep, deep dizziness and powerlessness, as if the body is no longer his own.

Obviously, he should not even have the strength to move his fingers.

But she still picked up the crossbow arrow and aimed at the clown's head.A blow that should have been impossible was shot.

Fierce hatred and fanatical joy are intertwined, as if to ignite her whole body, as if to tear her from the abdomen, the poisonous fire of resentment and cold pleasure flow together in her blood vessels and In the nerves, the impact made the spinal cord and brain slightly numb.

Hatred is the most painful wound and the best analgesic.

Only hatred can do that.

Only hatred can transcend the limits of this reality.

The three things that were impossible to achieve... the miracle, merged into one at this moment.

——The arrow of paradox turns into reality here.

No one was given a chance to react.

No one was given a chance to stop it.

The silver arrow pierced through the clown's head like a poisonous snake.

When he fell, the disbelief on his pale face was still there.The scarlet smiling face was soaked in blood even scarlet, and the frame became a ferocious and distorted ecstasy.

...and just like that, she killed the Joker.

The moment she confirmed this fact, Ada's body shook slightly.

--ended.

She recognized this fact so clearly.

Everything is over after this arrow.

The last magic arrow used up what little heat she had left.Continuing to wear armor is tantamount to committing suicide.Accompanied by a slight shattering sound, the armor was automatically disarmed, peeling off piece by piece from her body.

Ada staggered, not knowing whether it was due to exhaustion of heat or staggering due to mental exhaustion, she staggered and fell backwards, her back pressed against the wet and cold wall, and she did not lose her composure to the point where she fell into a sitting position. land.

The blood wetted her cheeks, and there was still fresh blood rolling down from the eye sockets, leaving streaks of red marks on her face.

Ada took a short breath before looking at the clown's body.

How strange.she thinks.

The body of this person looks no different from the bodies of other people.No matter what he had done before his death, no matter how many people he had been a nightmare to, after his death, he looked so ordinary.As if just a clown in a fancy dress.

Perhaps this is the moment in the Joker's life when he looks the most like a clown.

The thought made Ada laugh a little.So she actually laughed.

Intermittent, dry laughter echoed in the empty room, and it sounded a bit hollow.

The laughter gradually became crazy, and gradually became hysterical. Ada laughed so hard that she laughed so hard that even the deep part of her abdomen trembled, not to mention the sharp pain in her brain suddenly became intense.

How ridiculous.Now she has finally reached the end of revenge, but there is only such a meaningless corpse here.A corpse has no pain, a corpse has no future, a corpse feels nothing.

She killed the Joker, she was a smashing success, and she finally avenged her past self along with all of the Joker's victims.

And it was here that she discovered the meaninglessness of killing.

——Death is just death.

There was nothing here, only her and this corpse, and only her laughter echoed here.

After the revenge is over, what can the living get?

There was a moment of sour to almost painful ecstasy.

After the ecstasy?

There is only emptiness.

So she finally stopped laughing.No more pointless laughter.

Ada lowered her head, her shoulders still trembling slightly.The sound in her ears made her turn her head to look at the heavy rain falling outside the window.The black rain cloud weighed down heavily, making the night darker and more ambiguous.The rain swept across the entire city with a tyrannical momentum, darkening everything in sight.The sound of noisy rain broke into her ears continuously, tearing apart more intense pain in the brain that was already trembling with severe pain.

"..."

Only then did Ada realize that the rain was already so heavy.

Did it rain heavily before that?

... She has no memory.

Hate takes everything so tyrannically that one is unaware of anything but hate.If you only stare at one point, your field of vision will become narrow, and you will be unable to see anything except what is in front of you.

So at this moment, she was alone, listening to the sound of heavy rain falling.

Then, amidst the clamor of rain, discordant notes suddenly came.

It was hurried footsteps, messy breathing, choked sobs... and the sound of a gun being loaded.

Ada turned her head and met the boy's hateful eyes.

He unskilledly opened the safety, and raised the black standard pistol for police, because he was panting and trembling after running all the way, which forced him to hold the gun with the other hand. Holding the pistol firmly in his hand, he aimed at her face.

Otori Kanae's excellent vision allowed Ada to easily see the boy's face.

That face was very similar to the policeman who died at her gunpoint before.

And his expression...was very similar to what she saw in the mirror earlier.

"You killed my dad...you killed my dad!!!"

The young man roared like mad, his young eyes were covered with tears, but he couldn't extinguish the flame of hatred in his eyes.A roar that didn't sound like a human voice came out of his immature throat, and he frantically pulled the trigger on his enemy.

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell! You bastard!!!!!!"

Gunshots fired one after another, shooting chaotically and randomly, the young man emptied his hand indiscriminately. All the bullets in the gun, his hands numb from the recoil were hanging down by his side, he was panting in disorder, as if exhausted. With all his strength and reason, he stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

Ada opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but as soon as she opened her mouth, blood rushed out of her throat.Her sluggish body felt the pain a step too late, her legs lost strength, she leaned against the wall, and slowly slipped to the ground, dragging a dazzling bloodstain on the wall.

She fell to the ground and smiled self-deprecatingly.Then, with the last of his strength, he pointed to the direction of the exit.

"Run." She said softly, smiling, "Remember to throw your pistol into the river... let's run..."

The boy looked at her blankly and blankly, as if unable to understand the meaning of her words.But the noise outside the window still woke him up, he hesitated to take a step, and then, another step, he ran faster and faster, and finally disappeared into the corridor.

Ada smiled with difficulty, closed her eyes, and completely entrusted her body weight to the wall behind her.

"Really..." She murmured in a voice that only she could hear, "At least it's more accurate..."

Such a clumsy marksmanship, even if it hits a vital point...it still hurts...

However, before she fell, a pair of arms supported her, and someone grabbed her, trying to give her first aid. She could feel his hands and the warmth of the living.A familiar voice sounded in her ear, calling her anxiously, that voice was so nostalgic, but also so far away.

What is he saying to her?

That's right...it's this one...

The gradually blurred sense of hearing finally caught that short sentence.Short phrases repeated to her over and over again.

"Stay with me"

——Don’t make such a demanding request.

Ada wanted to complain like that.

But she can't do it anymore.

and so……

She just raised her fingers with the last of her strength and touched his cheek lightly.

The pale fingers fell down, leaving a bright red bloodstain on Batman's jaw, and a little bit... really very weak temperature.

And that last temperature quickly disappeared from his skin.

[Character: Death of Kanae Otori]

【Otori Kanae Route Closed】

[Bruce Wayne Favorability: 90]

[World restart progress: 70%]

The author has something to say:

Staywithme in English means to stay with me, but also to hold on to it. When I watched American dramas, I found that the first responders would hold the hand of the injured and tell them to "stay with me (hold on)". It is a pun here Bar.

The chapter summary is from the opening words of the revenge chapter of "Armored Demon Muramasa".

My aesthetic is that the Avenger should die at the hands of the Avenger.

In this volume, I used the method of group portraits in American dramas very willfully, because the emotions in this volume are actually very intense, and the conflicts are also very intense. If you write it from the perspective of the heroine, it will be because the emotions of the characters are too strong, as if they have been singing high notes Similarly, thereby destroying the tone of the whole article, it will also offset the suspenseful color of this volume.

It was a very risky attempt, but I succeeded.I'm glad you all like it.

The next volume is the much-anticipated sex-transformed maple, as well as SCP, and the Gotham Holy Grail War [Hello]

PS: There will be another update later.When will I finish writing and when will pigeons... cough, more.

I won't say what time I finished writing, so as not to make everyone wait when I get it (lower my head very self-aware)

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Xianxia Cultivation, "The Big Brother's Devil Is All Me"

One-sentence introduction: After rebirth, I cultivated the path of ruthlessness.

Copywriter:

Bai Feihong had a total of two love affairs in his life, one time his muscles were broken, and the other time his soul was scattered.

Her first love died heroically in the fight against the demons. Twenty years later, he became the Demon Emperor and led tens of thousands of demon soldiers and generals to destroy her sect.

Her fiancé was originally the No. 1 kendo in the cultivation world, a gentleman like a jade, but one day she suddenly went mad and became a demon king who killed people like hemp wherever he went.

……

In the end, one of the two dog men was beheaded by her, and the other was worse than death because of her.

After being reborn, Bai Feihong learned from the painful experience and realized that——

——Talking about a fart love, falling in love is not as good as cultivating immortals.

Bai Feihong, who fell in love and got hurt, has changed the way of ruthlessness in this life.

The realm is advancing rapidly, and the speed of advancement is like riding a rocket. Everyone says that she is a genius who should be born to practice the ruthless way.

Ex-boyfriends & secret lovers: "No, no, no! You have cultivated the wrong way!!!"

While Bai Feihong kept changing the tragic fate of his previous life, he practiced the way of ruthlessness, but in the end, she felt that something was wrong...

Why is the Demon Emperor sending this to that all day long?

Why is the Demon Lord always hesitating to speak?

Why do you always show up just right?

Why is my junior brother beating me whenever a man wants to send me flowers?

...Why are all your demons me? ? ?

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