Like a human bomb that brutally crashes through Cardwell's aircraft, Roy kicks the broken glass and falls into the cockpit. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Cardwell quickly raised his hand almost reflexively, and the reinforced barrel was immediately aimed at the position of the winged knight's head that had broken through the window, and the energy had already begun to gather rapidly.

However, Roy's reaction was also extremely fast, almost the moment his feet landed on the bridge, his arm pressed the barrel of the opponent's cannon, and the menacing energy cannon immediately deviated from the direction, and the terrifying energy roared out like a turbulent wave, blasting one side of the cabin to pieces, and the circuit board hummed sharply.

Cardwell roared angrily, his arm as if swept across with a thousand pounds of force, and the wind was aggressive. Roy dodged sideways to the passenger seat, but Cardwell's desperate swing caused the joystick to pull sharply, and the entire aircraft flipped upside down.

Under the combined effect of strong air pressure and gravity, Roy fell headlong through the shattered windshield he kicked before he could react. Cardwell had just unfastened his seat belt in order to increase the range of his attack, and now he was spinning with the aircraft.

Cardwell's armor didn't seem to be capable of flying, so he slammed through a tall building like a meteor that pierced the sky, and then slid all the way out of the ground for more than ten meters before barely stopping after being embedded in the floor tiles.

After rolling in the air for a while, Roy successfully opened his cloak at a height of about eighty meters above the ground, gliding towards the ground like a giant bat.

Cardwell staggered to his feet with one hand on the broken stone that had been cut by his body, crushing the solid stone with all his might.

"You also have your own armor, which I expected a long time ago." Cardwell said, "But I've invested a lot in this armor, and it has better stats than yours!" ”

Roy chuckled confidently.

Not long ago, a few days after the Syndicate was kicked out of this world, Wayne Tower was in the Research Department.

"I've tried everything." Lucius scratched his head, "But I really can't figure out the detailed design of the Insider's Warframe...... I'm sorry, but I can't fix it. ”

"Well, there's no way around it." Roy stared at the wardrobe where the insiders were placed, and said, "I don't know how long it will be before the Earth may usher in the invasion of the 'Apocalypse Star' again, and at that time, a set of armor comparable to the gods will definitely be of great help." ”

"I've thought of this for a long time, come with me."

Lucius led him through the room to a new metal cabinet at the end. After entering the code, the door folded and unfolded to the sides, revealing the black armor inside.

Seeing the scarlet eyepiece and the blood-colored bat on its chest, Roy asked, "What is this......?" For me? ”

"Yes. I've developed countless sets of armor for Mr. Wayne, some of which I still can't believe in the ready, but if this one is complete, it will far surpass any of the previous ones. Luciuus paused, emphatically, "And, it's made for you." ”

"Thank you, Lucius." Roy said solemnly, "I don't know what to say. ”

"Then don't say anything." Lucius smiled, "Even if you want to thank you, at least wait until I toss it out." It's just a whim, and to be honest, my idea of it has so far been a fantasy, with a lot of technical issues left unresolved. At the moment, this is only a failed prototype, and it can only play 0.1% horsepower. ”

"How much is that?"

Lucius paused and smiled softly: "Four to fifty tons...... What it looks like. ”

Now, back to the battle.

The tips of the two sets of armor collided with each other, and the invisible storm swirled and dispersed, and the overdrive of the energy cores inside both sides could be heard even from the outside.

And the result is quite obvious.

Cardwell's arm was incredibly powerful, causing his arm inside his armor to tingle, and the whole person involuntarily staggered back several steps before barely holding on.

Cardwell stared at the tip of his fist in disbelief for a long time, then roared unwillingly and rushed up again.

With no skill, no subtle moves, Roy simply stepped forward and threw a punch.

"Bang!"

He wanted to try the strength level of this armor, so he chose to hit it head-on. If Lucius's stats are reliable, then the arm strength that the Warframe can burst out is quite impressive.

This time he increased the force a little more, and Cardwell's entire arm armor ate the powerful punch, as if every part was screaming sharply, and sparks erupted at the joints, as if each part was about to fall off.

"Impossible!"

Cardwell yelled, followed by another punch that swept Roy's side, a dazzling flame erupting from the back of his arm, pushing his arm with even heavier force.

Still not dodging, not even blocking, Roy just stood, allowing Cardwell's fist to slam into the side of his visor.

As a result, it is useless.

Roy just stood there, Cardwell's fist slamming into his cheek and failing to shake it. Roy's neck didn't even wriggle at all.

Roy grabbed Cardwell's wrist and sparked his wrist and dented the metal shell.

"I'll tell you." Roy said lightly, "What kind of top-notch technology do you think you have, and you can use all your resources to develop a set of warframes?" Let me tell you why you've lost all your gear to me. Because what I'm wearing is not just a coat, it's a collection of techniques that Batman has gathered from places you wouldn't expect from various legendary experiences, and it's the culmination of his life's adventures as Batman. ”

Roy raised his fist: "This armor has a soul, and this is what you can never understand as an arms dealer." ”

The fist slammed head-on into the face, shattering Cardwell's facial armor on the spot, blood scattering along with the metal shards. His whole body flew upside down like a car that couldn't be stopped, and he flew all the way before smashing into a construction site, obscured by falling steel bars and yellow dust.

A slight "sizzling" sound came from under the steel bar, and a thick layer of smoke was released from under the steel bar, instantly engulfing everything around it.

It's a smoke screen.

Roy pushed back the smoke and stepped forward, lifting the stacked rebar with one arm, and there was no one underneath.

"It's pretty fast."

Sewer system.

"Damn, the signal of the body armor was cut off." Cadwell, trembling and half of his armor already scrapped, gritted his teeth, Batgirl coming to mind, "She must have done it...... I underestimated them......"

He slid down the wall and sat down on the icy floor, panting with his head back.

This round was a crushing defeat for him, and now he had no reason to even be stubborn, and he was completely defeated, cowering down the sewer like a rat with his tail between his legs.

Cardwell couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Is this the result of a long period of deliberation? Waiting to die in the filthy sewers of Gotham?

No. Cardwell clenched his fists, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

This will not be the end for him. He'll find a place to take refuge, but he'll not back down from such a setback. He wants to rebrew a more perfect plan and prepare for a comeback......

At this moment, he heard footsteps.

He stood up alertly. Could it be that the Winged Knight has found him? No way, he double-checked that there weren't any trackers left on him......

A thin shadow was cast on the stone wall by the bleak light, like a ghost slowly approaching in his direction. Cardwell was a non-believer, but he was sure he heard a creepy ditty in his ears, and even he couldn't help but stand on end.

"Al Dee Cardwell." An eerie voice seemed to surround him from all sides along the sewer system, "The Owl Court is here, sentence you to death!" (To be continued.) )