Many people think that target shooting is easy, but in fact, it is a skill that requires long-term practice to gain something, especially moving targets, which is difficult.

Calculating lead time is always a big problem, but for those who have mastered the skill, hitting a fast-moving train with a rocket is not too difficult, especially if the train is traveling in the dark and has two dazzling headlights.

"The bigger the target, the easier it is. ”

Cyber was half-kneeling on the ground, less than 10 meters away was the Gotham Seaside, the seaside was always crowded at this point in the past, but at this time it was silent like a ghost, the heavy grenade launcher was on his shoulder, on the scope with night vision, the general outline of the speeding train was very conspicuous in the night sky.

He calculated the advance of the launch three times with a "serious" attitude, and when the train rushed out of the narrow island, entered the suspension bridge connecting the narrow island and the city, and above the sea, when the first piece of seawater was evaporated by the microwave transmitter and appeared in a gaseous water column, his finger pulled the trigger steadily.

"Boom"

Scorching gas poured out frantically from the back of the launcher on Cyber's shoulder, like a pillar of fire in the darkness, and the conical rocket detached from the top of the launcher in this frantic acceleration, so fast that almost in the blink of an eye, it turned into an arrow of light that scurried towards the dark sky.

The aerial rails are 30-50 meters above the ground, and the part above the sea will appear higher, but even so, the train will definitely not be more than 1,000 meters away from Cyber in a straight line, and it will only take 3-4 seconds for it to hit the speeding train with Cyber's killing intent.

This is also Cyber's intention.

As for whether Bruce was on it or not, as for what kind of impact this thing would have after it exploded, and how many people would die after the explosion, none of that was on his radar.

Doing anything, thinking too much will make you at a loss, and being straightforward is the best way, but Cyber didn't have much time to observe, and after firing the first rocket, his knee-jerk reaction was to pick up the second rocket from the ground and fill it quickly.

But just as he set up the sight again, a dazzling light appeared in his vision, just like the first small sun in the dark night sky, and the light and heat that erupted at this moment almost illuminated the entire narrow island and most of Gotham together!

He couldn't help but stretch out his palm to block the front of his eyes, the burning heat seemed to be felt even if it was nearly a thousand meters away, and even on the surface of the sea, the tide swelled in all directions from the center of the explosion, and Cyber's ears were like a shock bomb exploded, making him a little dizzy at that moment, but he quickly recovered, it was the air vibration caused by the loud noise just now.

Come fast, go fast!

But Cyber can swear that this light is clearly visible even from several kilometers away, and it is impossible for an ordinary rocket to cause an explosion of this magnitude, so there is only one possibility, and that is... That instrument, it was destroyed.

This can also be confirmed by the huge white air column that has fallen from the sea, and the microwave transmitter is finished, destroyed!

Cyber, who was still half-kneeling on the ground, let out a sigh of relief, he casually threw the heavy rocket aside, and only used the sight of the launcher to observe the scene after the explosion, although he could not see it clearly, but the flames of the explosion tore the head of the train apart in an instant, and also blew up the track of the railroad tracks in the air, and the carriage that continued to move behind passed the flames of the explosion, and fell diagonally into the sea connecting the narrow island and the center of the city.

If it weren't for the fact that the drawbridge connecting the two sides had been put away by Lucius, this impact alone would have been enough to completely destroy the drawbridge.

Cyber could guess that this earth-shattering loud noise and that big ball of fire had definitely shocked the whole city, even in the past "career", Cyber had rarely encountered such a big scene, frankly, his little heart was also a little pounding, but then, Cyber found something more surprising in the sight.

There were two of them! They were hanging on the broken rails in the air!

He swore that he was absolutely not dazzled, that is, two people hanging under the railroad tracks, due to the distance and the poor vision of the night vision goggles, he could only vaguely see the shadows of those two people floating in the air, but on this occasion, he thought with his ass, he could know who those two guys were.

Cyber subconsciously touched the flying claw gun hanging behind his waist, he hesitated for a moment, thinking of Alfred's character with the young master as the backbone, and finally gritted his teeth, and walked quickly to the black battle axe docked on the side, and after a while, the shocking engine sound sounded again, and the shadow that was deeper than the night quickly rushed towards the connection between the narrow island and the city.

"If you die, I'll lose a lot!"

Lying on the tomahawk locomotive and breaking the wind, Cyber turned his head to look at the sky in the distance, he couldn't see everything that happened on it, but a contract is a contract, a contract is a contract, and if he wants to take benefits from the Wayne family, Bruce's life is the most important weight.

He doesn't hate this temporary boss with a self-defined bottom line, of course, it would be better if he could be more generous!

Buying a villa, Cyber is back to the state of shyness in his pocket, although it is very vulgar, but he does need a lot of money now, to maintain a high standard of living, this is the most basic part of Cyber's future planning, if he can't even reach this, then his new life will be too much of a failure.

On the other side, Bruce reached out with difficulty and grabbed the cold rails, he put his soaked body on the slightly dangling railroad tracks with both arms, gasping for breath, the rocket just now hit the air railroad track less than 2 seconds after he jumped out of the window, if it weren't for the fireproof effect of the armor itself, and covered by the explosion and the water column stirred up by the microwave launcher, I am afraid he would have been swallowed by the burst of flames.

But even so, at the moment of climbing the railroad tracks, he still felt a burning pain in his back, as well as his left leg, which was unable to exert his strength, and the faint pain of drilling his heart, the wound was numb, obviously, it must have been in the explosion just now, a fragment hit his body.

But something even worse lay out before his eyes, less than 100 meters away, another wretched creature lay there, just as desperate as he was.

Ducat's situation is definitely worse than Bruce's, he has no armor protection, except for the last moment, he used his shadow-like movement ability to dodge the center of the explosion, he almost ate the horrific explosion and fire devastation, in fact, Ducat can survive that kind of attack, it is far beyond Bruce's imagination.

"Ahem"

The leader of the Shadow Warriors struggled to get up from the railroad tracks, he still held a fragment of a small bottle in his hand, he casually threw the glass fragment into the darkness, Bruce panted and looked up from the railroad tracks, and saw that Ducad's body was twisting abnormally, but the wounds, those horrible, burned, torn wounds, were quickly recovered in a kind of crystal luster.

"Almost... Hehe, just a little bit. ”

Ducat's gloomy voice reached Bruce's ears, and he seemed to be in great pain, and there was a price to pay for surviving death, and for Ducat, the price was his empty right arm.

"If it weren't for the fountain of the Resurrection, you and your miscellaneous friends might have actually killed me, my disciple, Bruce Wayne, just a little bit!"

Dukad stepped forward, nearly 50 meters above the sea below, the icy night wind whistling through his hair, his left arm and most of his body had been restored to their original state, and even the scars on his body could be seen, it was the body of a hundred battles, like the oldest warrior.

This magical scene made Bruce's mind confused, even though he had seen too many things in the past 7 years that he couldn't often understand and read, but the scene that happened in front of his eyes at this time still made Bruce a little incredulous, and he didn't come back to his senses until Ducat's terrifying and abnormal face gradually recovered in the halo.

"You... Who the hell are you?!"

"I'm Lars El Gul!"

Dukad swung the staff sword that he had been holding in his hand with one hand, the long sword was distorted by the flames just now, but the blade was still deadly, it looked like a black viper, and his voice became deeper and more hoarse than before,

"After I accept the name, this is the closest I've come to death, you've done a good job, but there's so much more to this world than you see, Bruce, my disciple, my heir, come, embrace your mission, and you'll see a real new world, the one that's hidden beneath the world, the real, the real that makes people shudder!"

"I refuse!"

Bruce also struggled, staggering to his feet, the cloak behind his back had been torn from the previous flames, and his bat helmet was clearly cracked, he was in such a bad state that he even ran became a luxury.

But now his spirit and will have reached the real peak, and after that big bang, Gotham's greatest crisis has been lifted, and the most dangerous thing for the city is the dangerous person in front of him, whom he once regarded as his mentor.

He gasped for breath, using the experience of the past battle, with the difficulty of suppressing the pain in his body, and under the cracked bat armor, his eyes sparkled,

"I refuse! I will not be a messenger of destruction, if I were born destined to have a mission... That's right here, right here in Gotham!"

"You want to defend the city?"

Ducat's last patience was lost, and he roared like a lion, "You stupid man! Open your eyes and see, you are just an ordinary man in a cloak, how can you stop the realization of true justice? You can't even fight those evils!"

Bruce's breathing gradually calmed down, calming together, as well as his completely firm will and voice, in the whistling night wind, in the face of this existence that was almost resurrected from the dead, he said firmly,

"Didn't you teach me? ”

"The superficial maintainer of order is the easiest to lose his fighting spirit for the sake of self-satisfaction, and even he will eventually fall into the pitiful existence of unrighteousness, but if I can transcend myself and dedicate myself to some kind of faith, then no one can stop me, and I will incarnate into something eternal!"

There was an undisguised mockery and stubbornness in Bruce's voice,

"Behold, Teacher, haven't I been doing what you have taught?"

"But you forgot, it was I who shaped you now!"

Ducater cried out, "I am the one who woke you up from the dark abyss, I am the one who turned you from a coward into the warrior you are now! You should listen to me!

His voice was filled with an unbearable anger and a kind of regret,

"At the end of the day, Bruce... In the end, you still couldn't get rid of the shackles of mortals, and you finally chose to become an ordinary person... Then come, let me put an end to your shameful choice, let me put an end to everything you dreamed of! You and I, only one person can leave alive! That's me!"

The icy night wind blew over Gotham, and the duel between master and apprentice seemed to start at any moment, and the next moment, with a crisp impact, a voice with a teasing voice sounded in the darkness behind him,

"Hi old man... Have you forgotten to look back, it's not just the two of you!"

Cyber withdrew his claw gun, he patted the non-existent dust on his body, and then reached out and pulled out the dark long knife behind his back, his gaze crossed Ducat, and fell on the body of the embarrassed Bruce, Batman, he whispered,

"Man, don't listen to the old man's nonsense, nothing has shaped you, Bruce, only you can shape yourself, and as for will and symbolism, what to say, a man once upon a time told me that cowardice imprisons the soul of man, and eternal hope can make people feel free. ”

He waved the knife in his hand and glanced playfully at Ducat, who was standing in the center,

"The strong save themselves, and the sages cross people... There are people who think they are saints, but they are nothing..."