American comics: Enlightenment in Arkham, Ascension to Homelander.

Chapter 50 The leader of the zombies?

"Huh... fuck..."

After taking two steps, Donton bent down, supported his knees, and took a few deep breaths with difficulty.

“It hurts so much, it’s indescribable, but I feel full of strength.

Adrenaline, right? Thanks to your efforts, I didn't die again and became stronger. Thank you so much."

As he teased himself, he straightened up and tore off all the tattered clothes that were barely hanging on his body.

The clothes were stuck to the pieces of skin on his body, and he groaned in pain every time a large piece was torn off.

Especially when it tore his crotch, he almost laughed out loud in pain.

After finally taking off all his clothes, Donton turned aside and walked towards the last living soldier like a devil.

The soldier's defenses completely collapsed as he looked at the humanoid creature in front of him, whose skin had disappeared for most of its body but whose muscles and tendons were still throbbing.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

While screaming hysterically, he kept shooting instinctively.

Ding!
A bullet lodged itself in Donton's teeth.

flutter!
A bullet lodged in Donton's arm.

Facing the rain of bullets, Donton stood in front of the soldier and watched expressionlessly as the soldier ran out of bullets.

Then he reached out and placed his right hand on the soldier's head.

Click!

puff!
First there was the crisp sound of the skull cracking, followed by the muffled sound of the brain exploding.

White and yellow splashed all over Donton's face, slightly blocking his vision, so Donton raised his hand to wipe his face.

Although the blood was as moist as a lubricant, the pain on my face still felt like it was being burned by fire, cut by a needle, or cut by a hammer or a chisel.

Donton had to let go of his hand. He took a breath and looked up at the parachute that was getting closer and closer in the sky.

At this time, the master had descended to a height of about 200 meters, but he still did not open the parachute. Instead, he descended quickly while meeting Downton's gaze.

More than half of Donton's scalp was uncovered, and only a small amount of facial skin was left near his left eye socket. The master could see Donton's muscle texture at a glance.

Gudong!

He swallowed lightly, then nodded with satisfaction.

An immortal being should have the strong will to face such evil situations!

Looking at Donton at this moment, the master seemed to see himself in the past.

He was also not afraid of death. He killed several guards alone more than once and appeared in front of the luxurious bed of the damned man in the image of Downton!

Yesterday, when he heard the news from Jonathan, he had doubted and worried, and he even thought he would be disappointed.

But now...

He felt that he couldn't be more satisfied!

The person in front of me is clearly another me with potential far exceeding my own!

Satisfied, the master changed his posture in the air to slightly shift the angle of descent.

He just raised his arms, and a hollow retina like a flying squirrel suit popped out from between his arm spans, and then he glided over Downton's head like a swallow.

Looking at the master passing over his head, Donton was slightly stunned.

"A third party dressed like this, the Assassin's League?"

After asking himself this question, Donton rubbed his scalp with a smile.

"His!"

After taking a deep breath in pain, Donton looked at the large piece of scalp he had pulled off, rolled his eyes thoughtfully, and smiled.

"Ah, I can't do it anymore, it's so hard for me to walk, it doesn't feel free at all!"

After saying this, Donton threw the scalp with a large clump of hair aside, then tilted his head back and fell backwards.

brush……

The flames ignited out of thin air, and Donton disappeared. Even the scalp and hair he threw away turned into dust in the air and then drifted away.

Only a few bullets that were deformed by the impact fell from the air to the ground.

At the same time, near the Smallwell Cafe, General Ryan covered his face and spoke in pain.

“The more this guy dies, the stronger he becomes. Which laboratory is he a product of?
Another team lost contact. In just forty minutes, he found and killed thirty-five of my men!

Am I really not suitable for working with superhumans? Why did I not only suffer huge losses when I took action, but I even lost my daughter?

If I could go back to the beginning... Damn it, I should have handed this mess over to that bitch Amanda Waller!"

Speaking of this, General Ryan's eyes turned red.

But the development of the situation did not give him a chance to breathe. Just when he was extremely frustrated, the adjutant beside him suddenly reminded him.

"General, an unknown third party has appeared, and dozens of them are dropping from above our heads!"

"Is it."

General Ryan responded expressionlessly, then looked upward angrily.

His men wanted to fight back, but the ninjas started throwing shurikens at them from a distance of a hundred or eighty meters.

The shurikens that fell to the ground clinked, and the bullets that flew into the sky also burst into blood flowers from time to time.

The worst thing was that just when Ryan and his men were focusing their attention on the enemies falling from the sky, hundreds of ninjas suddenly emerged from the shadows on the street corners of Smallville.

Before Ryan could react, his command vehicle parked on the side of the road was invaded by ninjas!

Watching the ninjas' actions, Ryan felt anxious but also understood something.

All the cutting-edge equipment provided by Lex Group was placed in the command vehicle. These bastards really came for those advanced equipment!
"Everyone, reinforcements from the National Guard will arrive in less than ten minutes, we must defend the command vehicle!
Let's put Donton aside for now. We don't have the ability to deal with him. Our only target now is those sneaky ninjas!"

General Ryan shouted on the communication channel, and his words also made the remaining soldiers feel relieved.

Over the past forty minutes, as more and more of their comrades died tragically, the soldiers had already become intimidated by Downton.

No soldier would enjoy fighting an enemy that cannot die.

Especially, that guy will continue to get stronger!

As for this group of ninjas now?
Compared to the immortal devil, the soldiers would rather fight with the ninja!
Just like that, General Ryan's men shrank rapidly, and within a few minutes they gathered near the cafe and started a defensive battle with the ninjas.

And the Ninja Master at this time.

After opening the flight component and gliding for a while, he quickly opened the small parachute.

The moment he felt the speed slowing down, he swung out the rope dart on his wrist, tied it to the lamppost, and dragged himself over and climbed up the lamppost.

He casually took off his equipment, gently kicked the lamppost, flipped twice in the air, and landed lightly on the ground.

Holding the hilt of the straight sword at his waist with one hand, the ninja master listened attentively to the instructions in the headphones.

"Master, your target has been reborn in the fire and is currently at a crossroads less than 400 meters away from you."

"very good."

The ninja master smiled expectantly, and then rushed to Donton in less than half a minute, much faster than Bolt.

When he stopped, Downton was grabbing pants in a clothing store down the street.

Noticing his arrival, Donton knocked the saleswoman unconscious and stuffed her into the backstage, while quickly tucking his legs into his trouser legs and turning back to grin at the master.

"You're well dressed, man. What's your name?"

"Rars al Ghul."

"What the hell? The leader of the ghouls?"

"It's the head of the devil, young man!"

(End of this chapter)