Seeing Eric stand up, Death Knell couldn't help but sneer: "Hey, as a defeated general of mine, you can still have such courage, which is a little worthy of praise." ”

Eric was silent, only silently clenched his fists.

He has always been hesitant, always trying to make room for the ordinary and pure in his life that has gone out of control. But the truth is, the warning his mother gave him was right - from the moment he accepted the awakening accessories for the New York virus incident, he had no second choice at all.

It wasn't until Roy had said something to him last night that he finally came to his senses. For the first time in a long time, he felt like he could see the world and his place in it. The so-called ordinary life has long existed only in his memory, and it has always been just something he is unwilling to face.

And as Roy told him - one always has to look forward, he has been stuck in the middle for too long, it's time to take a new step.

The Alpha armor of the Amodron was immediately dressed, and Eric and Knell were only three or five paces away, staring at each other coldly through the eyepieces.

Then, Deathstroke snorted in a dull throat.

"Copy, Flash."

The speed exploded in an instant, and the electric light burst out like ten thousand razers. Deathknell's figure disappeared in place in an instant, as if it had turned into a wave of air and rushed in front of Eric, like a rolling wave crashing on the door in front of him.

The shell of the Alpha armor made a piercing sound against the air, and Eric's body was blasted out like a cannonball. The walls of the building were pierced with a "bang", and the armor slid backwards on the ground, turning up a large amount of black soil along the way, and shooting straight into a dense forest.

Deathbell flew out and chased after Eric. Like a black arrow, he pierced through the space and rushed in front of Eric at an astonishing speed, and the dust splashed like a curtain when his footsteps landed. Alloy's iron fist, with a burst of wind, was blasting out like a cannon at the front door of Eric's helmet.

Having already had the experience of the last fight, Deathbell knew the limits of Eric's armor, and he was confident that this punch was superior to his opponent in terms of speed and power, and Eric had no reason to catch it.

"Bang!"

The loud sound of metal clashing echoed through the dense forest, echoing from the depths. Where the two fists intersected, a terrifying wave of qi swept out, and the air flow seemed to turn into a blade and roll out on the ground. The black soil was lifted several meters high, and the fallen leaves that had been gasped up flew all over the sky.

Eric catches the punch.

Under Deathbell's astonished gaze, Eric hung his head and half-crouched on the ground, holding Deathknell's fist firmly with one hand. He could vaguely feel a huge surge of energy brewing in Eric's half-crouched body, radiating some of the air around his body twisted.

Eric swung his fist away with a slight swing of his palm, and slammed his backhand elbow into his lower abdomen. The Alpha armor, which was obviously in its basic form, burst out with incredible arm strength, and the majestic arm force poured into Deathknell's body like a mountain, shaking him backwards again and again, glaring at Eric in amazement.

At this time, the energy of the awakening accessories dormant in Eric's back seemed to be brewing to the extreme, as if a volcano on the verge of erupting was about to erupt at any time. He gritted his teeth, his face under the helmet distorted by pain, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, and the purple electricity of his armor pulsed incessantly.

The voice that had been whispering to him was clearer than ever. But this time, instead of resisting, he shouted to it: "If there is a kind, come!" ”

There was no way back, and Eric now had to follow the path he was on. To do this, he needs strength, he needs to be stronger, and if he continues to fear the future, he will never be able to move forward.

He had to take that step.

The voice swirling in his head erupted into a loud roar that rushed into his consciousness, followed by a majestic power that is difficult to describe in words. Eric felt his mind almost explode, and a thick purple mist enveloped Alpha's entire body, swirling like a storm into the air, as if it were about to plunge into the sky.

Seeing that the situation is not good, how can Death Knell obediently watch from the sidelines? He roared, flew to his feet, and swung his fist upwards with all his might.

"Copy, Superman."

Replicating Superman's powerful power, he poured into his arm, and one punch after another slammed into the outer edge of the purple storm with terrifying force. But unexpectedly, a force stronger than him bounced back and knocked him back to the ground. The terrifying wave swept away, swaying so that all the trees around it trembled violently, and the leaves of the trees fluttered and fell one after another.

In an instant, an indescribable terrifying energy erupted from the center of the storm, blowing away the fog, and the Alpha armor appeared in the center with a new appearance. The original dark red streaks that wrapped around his body had all turned purple at this moment, and the silver armor plate on his chest was also full of traces like cracks, which were filled with dark purple energy, flowing like liquid. The pair of eyepieces of the helmet were also filled with purple energy, and a thick evil aura was released all over his body.

"Roar!"

With an earth-shattering roar, the air flow swept like a typhoon, and even the heavens and the earth were overshadowed!

At this moment, a villa on the outskirts of Gotham.

Little Roy slowly pushed open the heavy door, and a disgusting musty smell immediately came from behind the door, and he had to stay aside for a while before covering his nose to prevent himself from being poisoned.

Although Dr. Ivo's case was already being investigated by his father, if his father hadn't found any clues, he should theoretically be in a position to find out. But his father once told him that a good detective sometimes has more inspiration than logical thinking, and now is the time for him to feel that inspiration comes to him.

This is Dr. Ivo's long-abandoned old house, which was thoroughly searched by the Justice League many years ago when he was tracked down, and will never be the focus of the search now.

But the detective's inspiration is sometimes inexplicable, and Roy's instincts tell him what to find here, so he is here.

And what he found in this was beyond his original expectations.

It was a completely dry corpse, lying quietly on a chaise longue in the dark, its skull's dark eyes staring at the door with endless resentment, as if cursing all who visited.

Roy calmly extracted a small amount of DNA from the dried corpse, connected it to the database of the base's supercomputer with a wrist mobile terminal, and quickly compared and analyzed it. After a few moments, the supercomputer revealed the identity of the dried corpse.

It is Dr. Anthony Ivo.