My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

As for the last dressed guard, Diana had already recognized him.

The death knell of the famous mercenary world.

When the death knell took off his hat, he greeted Diana in a slightly cold tone, "Hey, big white pole."

Deathstroke and Diana also had some friendship. "Big White Pole", "Light Pole" and "Big White Legs" were the nicknames he gave Diana.

After greeting Diana, who looked a little unhappy, he continued to greet Nightwing, "Hey, Nightwing."

As the mortal enemy of the Teen Titans, Nightwing obviously didn't like Deathstroke, and he replied to Deathstroke, "Hey, bastard! I thought you were dead!"

"Even if you guys from the Bat Family die, I'll be fine. Focusing on taking care of you guys who are ignorant and unscrupulous is exactly what I love to do."

Deathstroke walked in front of Nightwing, tilted his head and looked at him, while saying provocatively.

"Hey, can we stop fighting each other?"

Duke came out as peacemaker, "You're Batman, right?"

He pointed his finger at Eric, "Even if it's not Gotham's Batman, it's a Batman that has some connection to that one. I mean, you should have some similarities, like being very smart and able to formulate very accurate strategy, or especially good at fighting, right?"

"Do not!"

Barbara came up and looked at Eric's bat mask, "He's not that Batman! He's not one of us."

"Like the Joker, that **** is a complete villain, and he!"

Barbara pointed at Eric, "He actually brought the clown out of the desert!"

"Joker...is on our side now, he's an ally."

Eric took the Joker's lantern from Raven, "At least he's our ally now."

"thanks!"

The Joker split his mouth, "Bat, I'm glad you said that. To be honest, I'm going to fight back later, but that's an irrelevant digression."

Ignoring the Joker's one-liners, Eric looked Barbara in the eyes, "I'm not that Bruce, he died with the old world. He fought for what he believed in, and I didn't go through what you guys went through. . However, that's why I'm on the opposite side of Omega."

"This has to be me versus him, and that's what I'm here for!"

Eric took a look at Barbara, Nightwing and Duke, "I don't need to prove anything, because I know my purpose - that is to put the world on the right track!"

Barbara was forced by Eric's momentum, and was suppressed for a while.

"That, I trust you...I trust you can get everything back on track."

Duke actually had a considerable favorable impression of the sudden appearance of Batman in front of him.

Probably because the other party came on the court, Nightwing and Barbara, the guys who often sprinkled dog food, taught a small lesson.

"So...we're allies now, right?"

He held out his hand to Eric expectantly.

Eric glanced at him and stretched out his hand, "Duke Thomas?"

A bald black man who followed Nightwing could easily guess his identity.

"Yes, have you heard of me?"

He held Eric's hand excitedly, "I thought I had always been a nobody."

"Of course, a member of the Robin Youth League, who used to be a famous sports person in the university."

Eric had heard of his name, but in the comics of a previous life.

And this guy is really a nobody, assuming there's no black Batman.

......

After the conversation, Nightwing and Eric and his party established a preliminary cooperative alliance.

Although Barbara wasn't too fond of this Batman, she still obeyed Nightwing's instructions and handed the equipment that shielded the sensory system to the four of Eric.

"Eric, how did you escape?"

Diana asked Eric one of the questions she wanted to ask at the moment.

"The sound of the east and the west, and then the golden cicada escapes."

Eric didn't elaborate, but said vague words.

"So simple?"

A suspicious look appeared on Barbara's face.

"Omega is indeed very powerful, and he has almost swept the entire earth with his own power. But no one is without faults, even if he is God."

Eric opens the door to the lab management room of the lunatic asylum.

He and Zatanna have been investigating here for a long time.

"Omega has a weakness?"

Nightwing, who turned into a decadent youth with a beard, asked in surprise.

They just finished a war with Omega, and there were countless casualties on their side. Why didn't they find any weaknesses in the other side?

"His only weakness is overconfidence! Successive victories have made him gradually paralyzed and careless, and although he doesn't realize that, although it is insignificant, it may become a small vine that trips over an elephant."

Eric used the key passed by the other guards to unscrew the door of the next experimental area.

After he handed the Neo-Babylon camp to Adog, he quickly arrived in Gotham with the help of Zatanna and Deathstroke.

After quietly knocking out a few guards, remove the keys from them.

Just as they were worrying about how to open the door without being discovered, Diana and her party swaggered in.

At first, I was surprised how the other party could be so unscrupulous. It was not until Barbara took out the magical high-tech props that she realized that it was the power of technology.

"Special pseudo-skill, we call it that."

Duke offered to explain for Eric.

"Sounds figurative."

Eric walked at the front and led the group into the transparent corridor illuminated by white lights.

Just as they entered the corridor, the entire group stopped.

Because there are two dangerous guards in front of you.

Crocodile Killer and Riddler.

The two of them stood at the door with their upper body naked and expressionless.

Their bodies were covered with scars, as if they had been cut by some sharp weapon.

Standing there with the Omega symbol engraved on his head, after hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, he turned his eyes to Eric and his party.

Duke immediately held his breath.

The other party is Omega's competent subordinate~www.readwn.com~ If these "specially tuned pseudo-skills" don't work, it will be bad.

But what he feared did not happen.

The Riddler and Crocodile Killer just glanced at Eric and the others, then moved away to make way for a few people.

Tatata!

Eric walked in front, leading a few people, and under the watchful eyes of the two, passed them by.

"Go on, we're not bats, we're owls, we can hide in plain sight."

Nightwing saw Duke a little nervous, and reminded him in a low voice.

Duke was a little nervous despite knowing that in the eyes of the other party, he might be a passing madhouse worker.

He tried to control his legs so that he could walk naturally.