DC/Marvel: This Guy is Insane

An explosive arrow fired. Oliver took the initiative to attack.

Boom!

Flames enveloped the Talon Priest, devouring him in an instant. Unexpectedly, the explosion dissipated in the next second. The Talon Priest was safe and sound. He said coldly, "I am protected by the power of darkness. Nothing in the positive-matter universe can harm me."

At this time, Bruce threw a Batarang. Suddenly, there was a terrifying burst of lightning. When Bruce went out to fight for justice, he was equipped with weapons of mass destruction. For example, the Batarangs hidden on his person had different effects to deal with various situations. The lightning and thunder only raged around the Talon Priest, as if there was a layer of magnetic field shield. He raised his hand and clenched it, and in an instant, the lightning gathered in the palm of his hand and disappeared.

Bruce and the others couldn't help but feel nervous. The opponent was completely invincible, and for a moment, there was no way to defeat him. The next moment, the Talon warriors surrounded them. Bruce, Oliver, Eric, and Damian immediately went to meet the enemy. The three Robins were smart enough to hide aside; they were not good at fighting but were very good at conspiracy and intrigue. They could only get beaten in a real fight; otherwise, why would they habitually tremble in their hearts when they met Batman?

The Talon Priests were not in a hurry to take action but just stood by and watched, as if the outcome was already determined, and no matter how they resisted, they could not change the result. Oliver provided cover with his freezing arrows, while the other three men kept close contact and cooperated very well, but they could not withstand the overwhelming number of Talon warriors.

Deathstroke, who had flown to the side, stood up silently, took out his sword, and prepared for a sneak attack. If you didn't pay after doing the job, he would stab you with a sword, even if the king came. Either pay money or pay with your life. The legendary golden signboard in the mercenary industry was managed and maintained by Deathstroke with great care.

Bang!

A shock wave erupted from the Talon Priest. Deathstroke was caught off guard and flew sideways, hitting the wall again. The expression under his mask was full of pain. He had super healing abilities, but the problem was that he still felt pain. The moment the shock wave swept across his body, it was like a heavy truck hitting him head-on, as if all the bones in his body were crushed. Of course, when it came to healing ability, his cousin Deadpool was even better. He had no sense of pain at all, so his style of doing things was so crazy that he could get shot at random and still keep chattering. Deadpool was so terrifying that he could regenerate severed limbs. He was out of reach and could only reconnect it, which would take some time to recover. The only thing worth bragging about was that his brain was highly developed, reaching 90%. They had outstanding performance in learning, memory, thinking, etc. This time, if it weren't for the employer's sudden betrayal and terrifying strength, Deathstroke might have easily defeated the Court of Owls.

"Ant, I have always been on guard against you. The Nth Metal weapon in my hand has the effect of restraining dark forces and killing creatures of the dark multiverse," the Talon Priest said bluntly without any reservation. These remarks were not made without reason. In fact, the real intention was to tell Bruce. The first four metals required the sacrifice to come into contact with them voluntarily, and the steps to complete them needed to be guided step by step. Alan had clearly told people not to touch dark metal in order to avoid causing a crisis to the entire world. But the problem was, how could Bruce listen to that? If you listened to that, you wouldn't be Batman. Coincidentally, Bruce remembered it word for word and couldn't help thinking about how to obtain the Nth Metal sword to launch a counterattack.

Boom!

The Talon Priest raised his hand, and a dark beam of light blasted the only weapon that could hurt him away from the rooftop. This move undoubtedly deepened Bruce's suspicion that the other party was afraid of Nth Metal.

The Talon warriors were well prepared. Once they were frozen, the heating devices on their bodies would emit heat to restore their body functions and thus break free from the confinement.

"Now that the mentally ill person is dead, are we free?" Cobblepot asked happily.

"Finally, I don't have to play Robin with him." Edward wanted to wipe off the ink on his eye sockets, which seemed to have a waterproof effect, so he thought about going back to find some olive oil to try.

"It's a pity that he didn't die in my hands," Arthur said gloomily.

Edward and Cobblepot glanced at him with disdain. Come on, you can't even beat Batman, and you still want to kill Alan? Be careful, or your braids will get burned. Even though he was crazy, his strength was obvious to all. He provoked the Court of Owls today and vampires tomorrow. Without any strength, the grass on his grave would have been three meters high.

The situation gradually changed. The decline of Bruce and others became more and more obvious, and the Talon warriors firmly gained the upper hand.

"Batman, accept the arrangement of fate, otherwise the people around you will die one by one," the Talon Priest said slowly.

"Don't listen to him. Never give up."

"You can only die in battle, not live on your knees, and you will not stop until you die."

"Whatever decision you make, I support you."

Oliver, Eric, and Damian all tried to stop Bruce from making the wrong decision.

"What a stupid idiot…" As the Talon Priest spoke, a flash of sword light appeared from his neck, and the dark force field that was protecting him at all times did not work. At the same time, Alan appeared out of nowhere next to the Talon Priest's body.

"After so much nonsense, I still have to step in to settle it." Alan kicked the corpse twice in frustration and muttered, "I told you to show off, but what level do you have to show off here, you nameless passerby?"

When falling from the building, Alan had used his grappling claws to climb up, and he had seen the Nth Metal sword falling down. When he thought about killing the opponent, it seemed that only special metal could do it, so he picked it up and made a sneak attack by hiding. As soon as the Talon Priest died, many Talon warriors scattered, so there was naturally no need to continue the stalemate.

"Here are your weapons. Leave Gotham immediately." Returning the weapon to Deathstroke didn't mean that Alan despised it, but he was worried that if he carried it with him, the rebellious middle-aged Bruce might have bad intentions, which would be exactly what the Court of Owls wanted.

Deathstroke picked up the greatsword and walked toward the stairs without looking back. Gotham City was too dark. There was no need for him to ever return here. The villains here were immoral. Not only did they not pay for their work, they also used magic to hit people, just like a black-hearted construction contractor.

Bruce kept his eyes fixed on the Nth Metal sword.

"Oops, I fell into a trap." Alan suddenly realized. "'Bat,' look at me. This is what the Court of Owls is deliberately doing for you. Don't touch Nth Metal. Don't touch Nth Metal. When the time comes, Batman from the Dark Multiverse will invade this universe, and we won't be able to resist."

Alan kept shaking Bruce's shoulders with his hands, causing his head to sway back and forth.

"Stop. I'm dizzy." Bruce said seriously, "Don't worry. I'll always remember your words."

Alan looked at him suspiciously, not believing a word of it. At this point, the crisis was truly resolved; the vampire invasion was eliminated, and the conspiracy of the Court of Owls was repelled. Gotham City returned to normal.

However, the three Robins were unhappy that Alan was not dead, which meant they would continue to play the role of Robin.

The Owl Judges, hidden in the darkness, were very satisfied with the progress.

"Sacrificing a priest to deliver the message of Nth Metal to Bruce is truly a luxury."

"As long as the ceremony is successfully completed, any sacrifice will be worth it."

"The next step is waiting for Bruce to fall into our trap."

At this time, a helicopter was rushing toward the rooftop.

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