The aliens who were picked up by Superman at the beginning

Chapter 225 The Virus's End

Tim gripped his short stick tightly; he had already discarded all the throwing weapons from his magic belt, leaving him with no choice but to engage in close combat.

However, he doesn't really have many opportunities to make a move now.

Beside her stood the female warriors of Paradise Island, led by Artemis. They had suppressed their usual wildness and obeyed simple commands without question, sweeping away the infected who kept pouring out of the streets and alleys like bulldozers.

The virus, which renders almost all scientific creations of human society helpless, appears utterly powerless under the magical protection of ancient gods.

The armor of the Amazon warriors gleamed with a dark golden magical aura in the dim light, and their spears and swords thrust out continuously as the battle formation advanced.

"Maintain formation, keep your eyes wide open, and don't give the enemy a chance to launch a sneak attack!"

Artemis, positioned slightly ahead of the center of the battle, gave a loud command.

While most of the infected have evolved some strange superpowers, these are merely simple flight or basic physical mutations, which are not enough to shake the Amazon's army, which is imbued with magic and divine power.

Occasionally, one or two seemingly powerful elites would be instantly defeated by Artemis with a single axe blow, or by Cassandra and Mar together.

Tim leaped into the air and struck the head of an infected man covered in bone spurs who was lunging at a female warrior in the army formation with precision.

After the cracking sound, the infected person twitched twice and collapsed to the ground.

Mar carried the feverish and unconscious Mia on his back, his steps were somewhat heavy. He had lost one of the arm armors he had put on before setting off, and with Mia on his back to protect him, he was basically huddled in the very center of the army formation.

Mia's breath was hot, her cheeks were flushed, and even in her unconscious state, her brows were tightly furrowed.

Mar glanced at the girl on his back, his heart filled with anxiety. He wished he could grab Luther by the neck right now and force him to bring down some antidote.

Of course, one is in the sky and the other is on the ground; it's all just a thought.

Occasionally, a fish escapes the net and falls vertically from the sky, flapping its wings.

Artemis, wielding a giant battle axe, strode to Mar's side.

With a swift upward swing of her axe, she precisely severed the mutated wings on the back of the flying infected. Before the black blood on the axe blade could even drip, the wingless infected was kicked away by her, and then casually knocked unconscious by a female warrior in the army, who used the handle of a spear.

The red-haired female warrior frowned, her tone carrying a hint of impatience and disdain.

"These utterly pathetic things managed to wreak havoc on human cities and leave the Justice League helpless without Diana?"

As soon as she finished speaking, many of the female warriors from Paradise Island around her echoed her sentiments, their tone full of arrogance. In their eyes, these infected people, who were not even a match for them, were not worthy of being a threat.

Tim, upon hearing Artemis's words, did not argue but instead crouched down and carefully examined the corpse of an infected person on the ground.

On this infected person's body, the mutated muscle tissue has begun to atrophy, and the skin has lost its previous toughness, breaking easily with the slightest touch.

He stood up and said with a solemn expression.

"No, these infected individuals weren't always this weak. Since we started clearing them out, they've stopped evolving and mutating further, and their combat strength is more than one level weaker than those we encountered before."

"We are approaching the 24-hour deadline after the virus spreads. According to previous data analysis, more than 70% of the infected people have already shown signs of being in critical condition."

"Their bodies cannot withstand the prolonged erosion by the virus and are gradually collapsing."

Upon hearing this, Artemis's expression finally changed slightly.

She remained silent for a moment, then withdrew the disdain from her face.

The Amazons' pride does not stem from a disregard for life.

"Given that, if we accelerate the pace, how far are we from our goal?"

Tim nodded and opened the last terminal he had on him, which was protected by plastic wrap. Even though it couldn't connect to the internet, its basic scanning function was still working.

"All the remaining infected are surrounding Wayne Tower, about three blocks away."

Without further delay, the group quickened their pace and headed towards Wayne Tower.

Along the way, more and more infected people collapsed to the ground, barely breathing, before they could even reach the crowd.

Looking at the weak appearance of the infected, Mar felt even more anxious. Although Mia's infection time was relatively short, firstly, the symptoms of infection were different from those of ordinary people, and secondly, Mia's body was likely already riddled with holes.

It's a mystery how this girl managed to endure all the complications and inflammation, taking medication while keeping up with the training pace of the others.

After another twenty minutes or so, the group finally arrived at the foot of Wayne Tower.

The tallest building in Gotham City was now surrounded by layers of infected. Although most of them were barely breathing, they still stood guard, staring intently at the approaching crowd.

The exterior of the Venn Tower is covered with scratches and damage, and the glass curtain wall at the top has long been shattered, making it look dilapidated and ferocious.

"We need to develop a strategy. The internal structure of the Venn Tower is complex—and Patient Zero has still not shown up."

Tim leaned against a broken lamppost, his voice low as he devised tactics, making it impossible to tell whether he was deliberately keeping it down or simply exhausted.

"Artemis, you lead a group of female warriors to hold off the infected on the perimeter from the front. Cassandra, Mal, and I will break through from the side and first enter the interior of Wayne Tower to search for the Oracle and Nightwing."

A loud bang suddenly exploded from the top of the Tower of Wayne!

A massive shockwave swept in, sending rubble and glass shards flying everywhere. The young Titans instinctively covered their heads and crouched down to avoid the falling debris. Many female warriors rushed to the scene, raising their spears or shields to help block the falling rocks.

Tim huddled beneath Artemis's raised axe, his eyes wide as he stared at the towering figure emerging from the billowing dust.

Tim's throat, parched from lack of water, was still desperately trying to warn everyone with his hoarse voice.

"He jumped voluntarily! He might be patient zero!"

Artemis slammed her giant battle axe into the air, her divine power, only slightly weaker than Diana's, dispersing the dust.

With his other hand, he gripped a thorny lasso that gleamed with a golden halo.

That was the lasso of surrender that Lee Jung seized from the Super Queen in Flashpoint World, which she later handed over to Diana.

When Diana went to guide the "Glory Demigod," she gave her the lasso and instructed her to use it to restrain any powerful enemies that might appear.

As the smoke cleared, everyone looked up and saw a body that was three meters tall, with skin that had a cold, gray metallic texture, and muscles that were bulging and covered with hideous lines.