Boom—!!!
The moment Enchantress dissipated, the magical device hovering high in the sky finally stopped spinning, and immediately exploded into countless fragments.
The shockwave swept across the entire Midway City, tearing a huge gap in the thick dark clouds on the spot. Sunlight poured down like a waterfall, illuminating the devastated streets.
[Mission "Invasion Prelude" settlement complete].
The system's prompt sounded in Darian's mind.
It was clear that Diana had also taken care of the other BOSS, the Incubus, on her end.
[Settling rewards...].
[Rewards obtained: EXP +15000, Skill "Weakness Transfer", Item "Sunflower", Item "Space Portal"].
[Skill: Weakness Transfer (Can freely transfer any organ or core tissue within the body, including but not limited to the brain, heart, etc., without affecting normal physiological functions)].
[Item: Sunflower (Can continuously produce trace amounts of solar energy)].
[Item: Space Portal (Can establish two fixed portals with connected coordinates within the same dimension, distance is unlimited)].
The rewards this time were not many.
On one hand, the contribution was shared by other members of The Seven; on the other hand, the intensity of this mission was not too high.
If it weren't for Clark being mind-controlled, which forcibly raised the enemy's strength by several levels, Enchantress alone would never have been able to withstand the combined beating of the three giants of The Seven.
The so-called three giants naturally referred to Darian, Clark, and Bruce, the first three founding members of The Seven.
However, a skill actually appeared in the rewards, which was a pleasant surprise.
Among all types of rewards, skills are always the rarest tier.
Moreover, the effect of this new skill is quite practical, and it is clear that it originated from Enchantress's ability to transfer her heart.
One must know that even a Kryptonian as strong as Clark would die on the spot like an ordinary person if someone smashed his skull, twisted his cervical spine, or crushed his heart.
With this "Weakness Transfer" skill, Darian could freely transfer his weaknesses just like Enchantress, such as hiding his brain in the sole of his left foot and his heart in the sole of his right foot, so he wouldn't have to worry about being instantly killed by a headshot.
As long as the brain itself is not damaged, even if the entire head is cut off, it would count at most as an amputated limb injury.
Darian tested the skill effect slightly, swapping the positions of his brain and heart. There was no obstruction in the operation of various functions in his body, and there was absolutely no discomfort.
If he wanted to, he could even stuff his "big head" into the position of his "little head," so that he could really use his "little head" to think in the future.
"The skill is a good skill, but the style is a bit bizarre."
Darian certainly didn't intend to use his "little head" to think; he just moved his brain to his throat and his heart to his right chest.
In the future, when encountering enemies, he could feign being hit in a vital spot and fall to the ground to play dead, then launch a surprise attack when the opponent relaxed their vigilance—it is definitely a god-tier skill for backstabbing people.
The remaining two items were also good.
The Sunflower can continuously produce trace amounts of solar energy, which happens to be compatible with the "Sin of Pride".
The "Sin of Pride" would deactivate after sunset, but now with the Sunflower, he could get the skill boost effect even in the middle of the night—although it can't compare to real sunlight, it is much better than nothing.
As for the Space Portal, it is equivalent to setting up a permanent map teleportation point that everyone can use.
If he returned to the main server, he could connect Sokovia with the Bohet Planet. In the future, whether it is personnel dispatch or material transportation, it would be quite convenient. The legions of Sokovia could go out for a stroll and then go to the Universe to hunt.
On the other side of the battlefield, Bruce and Clark were still fighting.
Although Enchantress was dead, the magical energy she left in Clark's brain had not completely dissipated. The residual power was still interfering with his consciousness, making him regard Darian and Bruce as enemies.
To prevent Clark from disturbing the battle between Darian and Enchantress, Bruce tried his best to intercept Clark, and even took out his trump card.
A special Kryptonite powder bomb.
As for why he had Kryptonite powder.
That was naturally because when Darian handed the Kryptonite to him for safekeeping last time, he secretly scraped a layer of powder off it with a special tool, creating this unique Kryptonite powder bomb.
The casing was encapsulated with lead metal, so even Clark's X-ray vision could not see through the contents inside.
Bruce didn't play any tricks and pulled out his gun to shoot directly.
Seeing something flying towards him, Clark immediately triggered his passive skill of "catching flying objects with bare hands 100% of the time," raising his hand and grabbing the warhead firmly in his palm.
The next second, the warhead exploded with a bang, and the Kryptonite powder was smeared all over his face.
The effect was immediate. Clark's legs went soft and he knelt on one knee. His combat power plummeted, and he was pressed to the ground by Bruce and rubbed against it crazily.
But the dosage of this little powder was too small after all, and it couldn't control Clark for long.
In less than half a minute, Clark's Kryptonian constitution quickly metabolized the radiation, and the state of weakness receded like a tide.
A recovered Clark punched Bruce flying, then flashed and appeared in front of the fallen Bruce, stepping heavily on the chest of the Anti-Superman armor.
Under the continuous crushing of terrifying power, the ground beneath Bruce cracked inch by inch, collapsing into an ever-expanding deep pit.
The Anti-Superman armor made a tooth-aching metallic groan, and the chest armor plate was visibly dented.
If this continued, Batman would become a "Bat-pancake".
At the critical moment, Bruce used his last bit of strength and shouted at Clark.
"Martha!"
Hearing this name, Clark's movements suddenly paused.
"Mar...tha..."
Clark muttered, and on that face full of violent colors, a trace of struggle actually appeared.
Seeing this, Bruce immediately seized the opportunity and said quickly: "Yes, Martha, she is your adoptive mother. Do you want Martha to see you like this?"
He had long since thoroughly investigated Clark's family background and knew that the other party had an adoptive mother named Martha.
As luck would have it, this name was exactly the same as his late mother's.
At this critical moment, Bruce could only call for his mom to save his life.
The struggle on Clark's face became more and more obvious, the residual magic energy in his mind gradually dissipated, and his eyes regained clarity.
He looked around blankly: "I... what am I doing?"
Darian flew over from the side, with a smile of someone enjoying the show on his face: "Clark, you finally woke up."
"Darian?"
Clark's brain didn't seem to have fully restarted yet, and he asked confusedly: "Why are you the only one here? Where is Bruce?"
Darian reached out and pointed to the ground: "He is under your feet."
Clark looked down and saw it was true.
He was so scared that he quickly moved his foot away from Bruce's chest: "Bruce, why are you hiding under my feet?"
Bruce: "..."
Are you listening to human language?
Clark hurriedly helped Bruce up and asked: "What exactly happened? I feel my memory is a bit chaotic."
Bruce remained silent, obviously not wanting to answer this question.
Darian chuckled and answered for Bruce without hesitation: "Just now, you were controlled by Enchantress's mental magic, beat Bruce up, and hit him so hard that he was lying on the ground calling for his mother to beg for mercy."
Bruce: "..."
Clark: "..."
Is it too late for me to apologize now?
Darian asked curiously: "By the way, how were you controlled by Enchantress? With your speed, you shouldn't have been unable to react, right?"
Clark was a bit embarrassed: "I came to Midway City and found the target, and the other party launched an attack on me as soon as we met."
"And then?"
"Then I didn't dodge, and I got hit, and the other party took the opportunity to control me."
Darian: "..."
As expected of you, Clark, 100% physical damage absorption.
Darian asked again: "Then do you remember what happened after you were controlled?"
Clark rubbed his forehead: "I can only recall a small part of the scenes."
Darian said happily: "Then do you remember Enchantress hugging you and gnawing on you? You even said she was your favorite woman."
Clark's face changed on the spot: "There was actually such a thing? I can't remember it at all. It must be that Enchantress used magic to erase my memory."
Are you kidding? If something like this happened, he would have to say he didn't remember it even if he died, otherwise how could he explain it to Lois when he went back.
Not long after, news came from Diana and Barry.
Barry had transferred all the civilians who couldn't evacuate in time from the city center to a safe zone, and then assisted Diana in killing the Incubus.
The Incubus's strength was not weak; his physical fitness was tough, his self-healing speed was extremely fast, and his hands could transform into various tentacle forms at will to attack.
Unfortunately, his opponent was not some magical girl, but Diana, the Amazon warrior.
A "whiteboard character" without even underpants, facing a top-tier warrior like Diana who was fully equipped with divine gear, plus Barry, a Speedster, assisting on the side, the outcome of the battle had lost all suspense from the beginning.
After several rounds of tug-of-war, Diana finally chopped off the Incubus's dog head with the God Killer sword, completely ending this battle.
And the Parademons that Enchantress had mass-produced previously were all cleaned up by the Suicide Squad.
They gradually lured the Parademons scattered throughout the city, gathered them into open areas, and then concentrated their firepower to clean them up uniformly.
Under the enhancement of the Hellfire effect, the damage of their weapons was greatly increased, and fighting this group of Parademons was as easy as mowing grass.
They absolutely loved this Hellfire skin.
Of course, this skin was not permanent; it would automatically dissipate once the energy was exhausted.
Dreaming of getting a permanent skin without paying? Keep dreaming.
Soon, Darian descended from the sky and landed in front of the Suicide Squad.
He nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, I thought you would run away. I even added a program to the nanobombs that would automatically detonate if you left Midway City."
Suicide Squad: "..."
You are the devil, aren't you!
Honestly, at first they really had thoughts of running away.
After all, Omni-Man is a Superhero and an Angel, so he wouldn't really blow them into pieces, right?
But Killer Croc suddenly remembered that he seemed to have seen Darian's face before.
When Arkham Asylum rioted, he had clashed with Darian, but was later stopped by The Penguin.
Darian's identity was self-evident: Gotham Gun God!
Upon learning this news, everyone instantly dismissed the idea of running away and honestly stayed in Midway City to clean up the Parademons.
Are you kidding? Except for El Diablo, everyone present was a fellow patient from Arkham Asylum; who hadn't heard of the reputation of the Gotham Gun God?
In Arkham Asylum, Darian had an even louder title.
Warden of Arkham Asylum.
He slaughtered most of the prisoners in Arkham Asylum single-handedly, and the hospital's beds were still largely vacant to this day.
Betting that such a god of slaughter would not dare to detonate the bomb is like betting that Batman is a woman.
Now they only rejoiced that they hadn't run away, otherwise the Suicide Squad would have really become a Suicide Squad.
Captain Boomerang rubbed his hands: "We have already solved those monsters according to your instructions, so are the nanobombs in our bodies..."
Darian smiled and said: "Don't worry, I promised to consider removing your nanobombs. Since you completed the mission well, I will definitely keep my promise."
Captain Boomerang was overjoyed: "You are going to remove the bombs?"
"Ah no, I'm not removing them."
Suicide Squad: "..."
Deadshot widened his eyes: "You are a dignified Superhero, and you actually don't keep your promise!"
Darian spread his hands: "Who said I didn't keep my promise? I just promised to consider removing the nanobombs in your bodies; I didn't say I had to remove them. I considered it, and finally decided not to remove them."
This is actually allowed!?
The members of the Suicide Squad all wanted to curse.
But because Darian's strength was powerful, they could only send telegrams crazily in their hearts.
Darian chuckled: "Don't worry, I am not that black-hearted slave owner Amanda Waller. I won't restrict your freedom; you can do whatever you want."
"However, I will regularly issue some tasks to you. Once you complete a certain number of tasks for me, I will naturally remove the nanobombs."
In the DC Universe, he was still missing an execution squad specifically for handling daily tasks.
The Seven plays all high-end games, saving the World-level dungeons.
But this group of people in front of him is different.
Although they can't play high-end games, they are more than enough for low-end ones.
Moreover, they are not good people to begin with, and their moral bottom line is extremely flexible. It is simply perfect to use the Suicide Squad as tools for daily tasks.
Harley tilted her head, her face full of disbelief: "I won't fall for your trick. You've already tricked us once; why should we trust you a second time?"
Darian looked serious: "This time it's real. If I'm lying, I'll go straight to hell."
The members of the Suicide Squad exchanged glances.
In their view, even if Darian wasn't an Angel, he was at least somewhat related to Angels, so going to hell should count as a serious oath.
Of course, what they didn't know was that for Darian, going to hell was about the same as going for a walk.
Do it!
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