Chapter 2186: Battle of the Two Cities! (Part 64)

The light was hazy, only a faint yellow glimmer surging out from the darkness. Bruce felt himself lying on the cold ground, the shadow of the railing covering his face. He moved his head slightly and felt the visible light flickering before his eyes.

Rustling sounds came from outside. Bruce opened his eyes with effort and saw Batman tidying up something at the table. The light shone on his side face, resolute like a mountain.

Bruce coughed twice, feeling a burst of pain in his chest. He lowered his head and found that he was naked from the waist up, his chest was wrapped in bandages, and his broken arm was also fixed, but a burst of stinging pain came from the wound.

"You and Tim broke into the shield together." Batman said while writing: "They can only help me crack the shield with all their might now, in order to save you."

Bruce laughed low twice and said: "You are more decisive than I imagined, almost as fast as dealing with the Joker."

"Still far from it." Batman stood up, looked at Bruce, and said: "It looks like you wanted to attract others' attention, but ultimately it was to attract my attention. Although I don't know why you want to do this, you'd better stay honestly, so I can give your teacher an explanation."

Bruce looked up at him, seemingly wanting to find a trace of clues on his serious face, but Batman turned and left quickly.

Bruce watched him leave until he was sure his figure had completely disappeared from the room. Only then did he close his eyes and sink his thoughts into the bottom of his consciousness.

There weren't many things there, but a group of extremely dark and heavy energy had been kept in the depths of his soul—that was the dark energy from Barbatos.

In the universe where Bruce was, because of Lucifer, the traces of the Court of Owls had been completely erased, but it didn't mean they didn't have a Court of Owls. The new Court of Owls was led by Bruce, with Lex and Pamela participating, and even the twelve black-gang families were pulled in.

To solve the city's traffic jam problem before, Bruce had already used the Owl account to create a name and cheated a large wave of energy from Barbatos. Most of it was given to Roy, used to repeatedly try and error within Gotham City to create the most perfect traffic network, but a part was also kept by himself.

This kind of energy couldn't be kept just because you wanted to keep it, but fortunately, Bruce had the status of an archangel, and the system administrator's permission was higher than everything, so this energy not only didn't erode Bruce but was also completely kept in his body, kept intact until today.

Bruce continued to sink with this group of energy, passed through the channel in his subconscious all the way to the dream world, identified the direction in the dream world, and finally found the corresponding entrance. He took this group of energy and went up from the entrance channel.

At the same time, in the base of the Court of Owls hidden in the middle of Wayne Tower in the new city, a group of Pelican priests wearing strange robes and holding magic staffs were chanting around a huge magic circle.

If someone could understand this ancient language, they would find that what they were constantly chanting was:

"Praise the Dark Dragon Barbatos, you are the deepest darkness, the most powerful source, you grant us bright eyes and sharp claws, pray to you... Barbatos... pray to you..."

The members of the Court of Owls surrounding them all raised their hands high, following the priests to chant the prayer. The voices gradually became one, becoming lower and lower, spreading farther and farther, until the air in the room vibrated along with it.

The air trembled with ripples, fine ripples spread from the center of the magic circle, and the vast dark power descended.

The oldest Pelican priest standing in the very center was startled, then felt ecstatic. He shouted with a dry and hoarse voice: "The God of Darkness has responded to us! He favors us!"

He had never thought that the Dark Dragon Barbatos would respond to them so quickly, while bringing unprecedented vast power. With this power, they could absolutely win the war in the city, and could even swallow the invaders in one bite.

On the streets full of ruins, one team after another of patrolling Apokoliptian troops were still searching for living things. After the scanning equipment captured life reactions, it was immediately a few laser shots. No matter what it was, it would be crushed in an instant.

But suddenly, the mechanical soldier walking at the end of the team paused, the light in his eyes flickering gently. The next second, he aimed his muzzle at his teammates in front. With a "zz", the three soldiers in front were shot through like candied haws by the laser gun.

Others immediately turned around to be on alert. Energy bullets bombarded the place where the soldier was like they didn't cost money, and also affected the surrounding soldiers and equipment, but they didn't care, until they bombed the place into flat ground.

But just when the smoke rose to block the line of sight, a mecha that was completely invisible in the scanning equipment flew over. First, it twisted off the body of the insect soldier who had been implanted with flight exoskeleton, and then used two cannons to shoot through the energy cores of the exoskeletons on the two giants in front.

Before the few remaining members of this squad could react, the mecha exploded with a bang, and the explosion with great power blew all the surrounding mechanical soldiers into fragments.

Stark, hiding behind a house two streets away, breathed a sigh of relief. He pressed the communication device on his wrist, and another Stark's face appeared inside.

"I really didn't expect that we would have a day of cooperation." Stark's voice came from the communicator.

White Tank pursed his lips and sighed: "If it weren't for Pepper, I wouldn't cooperate with a fool like you. Why didn't you persuade her to leave at that time?"

"You know why."

White Tank certainly knew. Pepper couldn't let go of the business of Stark Group. She couldn't be like ordinary people, bring good luggage, drive a car, and leave.

He was wanted and on the run, the other Stark had no body, so the burden of managing the group fell on Pepper. That was her promise to Stark, and she wouldn't let go easily.

But she didn't run before, and couldn't run after. Now Pepper was hiding in the safe house of Stark Group. This was also the reason why the two Starks, one righteous and one evil, chose to join forces. Those aliens were too strong, and the defense facilities of Stark Group might not be able to block them. They had to unite to protect Pepper.

The basic mode now was that Stark, who lived in the network, cracked the communication devices of the Apokoliptian squad through the armor captured by White Tank, and then could hack into the exoskeletons of the squad members through the communication network, making them kill each other.

After causing chaos, the self-destruct mecha modified from the captured mecha by White Tank would completely eliminate the alien squads approaching Stark Tower.

"This can't go on." Stark said: "They will find that too many members have disappeared in the same area, and then increase the search intensity for this place. There will always be a time when we can't defend and enter it."

White Tank opened his mouth to refute, but he also had to admit that what Stark said was the truth. It wasn't a way to continue passive defense like this, but if he entered the laboratory to manufacture stronger equipment instead of continuously eliminating these patrol troops on the periphery, then Pepper would be in danger.

But if he continued to eliminate them like this, sooner or later he would need stronger equipment to deal with more powerful enemies. He had had enough of this situation exceeding his control, and the feeling of being worried every moment.

"I will stop the competition for the safety defense network of Stark Group. You control it, and then build equipment. We must eliminate this group of damn aliens." White Tank took a deep breath and said.

In the safe house, Pepper saw that the lights outside the corridor suddenly all lit up. She stood up and rushed to the window, seeing the entire building restored to bright lights.

"Someone failed." Pepper stepped back twice in disbelief and said: "Who lost?"

But Natasha, who was standing behind her, sighed. Pepper heard the movement and turned to look at her. Natasha looked up and stared directly into Pepper's eyes and said: "Someone gave way. He admitted defeat."

"Who?"

Stark's voice sounded in the room: "Pepper, I will take full charge of the laboratory next. Please don't worry, the invaders will be driven out soon."

Pepper pressed her hand on the door and widened her eyes in disbelief, because she recognized that this was actually the voice of the righteous Iron Man. Did that bastard choose to admit defeat?

She couldn't not understand that in this situation, the resources of Stark Group would be an important guarantee for anyone to survive. Even if he was the smartest genius in the world, he had to have something to rely on.

And this kind of selfish profit-seeker had always seen himself as the most important, otherwise he wouldn't have poisoned a whole city, just to sell them the same virus later to make money.

Pepper understood White Tank's "Desperate APP" plan later and felt full of worry for his evil, because when a moral hero and a villain with no humanity were playing a game about her safety, the one who cared more would definitely lose.

White Tank lost.

Pepper was shocked beyond measure by this fact.

Natasha, standing behind her, gently touched her forehead. The experienced female agent could be 100% sure that White Tank did it on purpose—playing hard to get, advancing by retreating. Guilt would be a good knife at any time.

Things were just as Stark had expected. After the last attack, the Apokoliptian officer responsible for this area finally realized that something was wrong. He mobilized dozens of squads and marched toward Stark Tower in a mighty force.

The production line of the Stark Group laboratory had just started, not enough to produce enough mechas, and many of the previous mechas were lost in the collision between the two Starks. White Tank could only choose to fight to the death.

More and more Parademons gathered toward Stark Tower. The few dozen mechas couldn't defend all directions, so White Tank gathered them all to the west side, while he stood on the east side to resist the first wave of attacks that arrived.

Natasha saw this scene on the camera, and then she realized that White Tank was serious. He had already prepared to fight to the death.

The female agent looked out the window. She stopped Pepper who wanted to open the door and said: "Stay here, ma'am. We all know that S. H. I. E. L. D.'s support won't come, and I have to go help him."

Pepper looked at her in despair. The female agent looked at the communicator in her hand and said: "Don't worry, Nick still has a trump card. We have to drag them down, wait for my good news, ma'am."

After speaking, she strode out of the safe house and joined the defense battle of Stark Group Tower.

At the same time, Nick in the S. H. I. E. L. D. base frowned and cursed, not at the aliens, but at the German Hydra guys who were let in.

"All fucking trash!" ===== CHAPTER 2187 =====