The Thermal Line of Sight Cannon only has a brief chance to release after charging, and once it is released, it needs to enter a long standby cooldown.

Obviously, the current thermal vision simulation equipment equipped on the Batwing is still a trial work with immature Batman technology, similar to a prototype, not only with a large size and complex launch mechanism, but also with many limitations, and there is still a gap compared with the mature thermal vision system applied to other armor in the future.

But even so, this prototype is fierce enough, and it is already the strongest output means in Chu Cheng's current hands.

If she had fought alone, Layla's air mobility might have been able to dodge. No matter how powerful the special move is, as long as it misses, it is meaningless. But apparently the Iron Man's army had drained her last of her strength, and the flying shell had no chance to dodge, and the Thermal Vision Cannon pierced through the huge shell head-on like a javelin thrown.

Then the body quickly crumbled. The beautiful wings snapped off and fell from the torso, surrounded by a red-hot light, crushed into powder little by little. The whole body fell apart, dissipated and dissolved, until it was scattered in the wind.

In a matter of seconds, the behemoth vanished in mid-air, leaving only the fiery red specks of hot vision.

It seems to be finally the end.

Seem.

"Problem solved." Stark connected the Batwing communications from Mark's Forty-Three Armor and said with a smile, "You're welcome. ”

"It's not resolved yet." Batman said coldly.

"Sorry, what?"

At this point, the cockpit of the batwing was already open. Batman unbuckled his seatbelt, got up and climbed out of the cockpit to the front of the fuselage.

"It's none of your business, Stark, go back to your lab. From here, I'll take over. ”

As he spoke, Batman jumped off the fuselage, his arms folded against his torso, and his head down in a free-fall position.

Well, to be precise, it should have been Chu Cheng who automatically triggered this string of lines after operating Batman's free fall.

Chu Cheng's perspective was on Batman when the thermal vision cannon fired, and after the cannon was blasted out, he immediately activated the detective mode to scan and confirm the situation, and immediately found that the cannon seemed to have hit, but it didn't hit completely.

He hit most of the ancient man's body, but the other person's body caused a golden cicada to break free. Layla managed to break away from the huge body before the Thermal Vision Cannon hit, leaving an empty shell to serve as a live target, and she took advantage of the opportunity to escape as much as she could.

Of course, this is not without cost.

A handful of Tis's shields swam through the forest in a form like mud, and after floating for a distance, they reunited into a human form, changing back into the posture of a girl in a dress.

But compared to before, her current state can be described by the sentence "pineapple pineapple". There is almost no good one in the whole body, even the Tisshield that makes up the body is in extremely poor condition, many parts of the body are constantly cracking and deforming, and then it is difficult to repair itself and return to its place, but almost at the same time, other parts of the body are exploded.

Simply put, she's cracking.

Layla's footsteps staggered, and she escaped under the cover of the last moment of explosion, as far away as possible from the terrifying humans above.

Now she fully realized that humans were simply terrifying today.

She took two steps, seemed to run out of strength, and had to sit down against a tree trunk, gasping for breath while waiting for her strength to regain her strength, while concentrating what little strength she had left on self-repair.

When I close my eyes, I can't help but replay the scene I just experienced in my mind again.

The pitch-black wings are like the destruction of the world, and the red-hot infusion is blowing in the face. Even if she managed to get out of it, the scene still lingered in her mind, accompanied by the extreme fear that almost emptied her brain.

It was a power she had never seen before, and there was no such terrifying ability even among the ancients. The moment she was locked up, she almost smelled death, the feeling that she had almost forgotten, the feeling of being obliterated, the feeling of being annihilated, that even existence was denied.

It made her feel more small than ever.

She wondered if the ancient humans would feel the same way when they saw her.

So far, things have been 108,000 miles away from what she had planned. Looking back on her original plans and intentions now, she finds it a little funny.

The reason why she didn't listen to Ophelia's choice to be safe and swaggered like this was not actually like Letos's inflated attempt to make the world subordinate. Instead, she was trying to negotiate with humans.

But there is a way that is right and wrong, and the heart of our race must be different, and this human being, as a bunch of old unlucky people, has developed some kind of paranoia of victimization on the long road of evolution. Throughout the various fantasy works, whether he fell from the sky and drilled out of the ground, or was fed by nuclear wastewater in the sea and went ashore to bask in the sun, the human side has always adopted the principle of diplomacy based on nuclear peace.

Although Layla doesn't know these allusions, she also knows that as an untrusted inhuman species, she can't negotiate with the current humans without showing her muscles first.

So the plan was supposed to be like this. She is a little flamboyant, preferably with some gorgeous visuals. Then she shows the terror and strength of the ancients, and emerges victorious in an earth-shattering battle—or even if she is unable to win, at least when she has the upper hand, and then stops and shows goodwill.

Of course, that was the original plan. With more than forty Iron Man suits and a batwing batwing to her head, the plan was clearly out of order.

If you can show the sincerity of the negotiation by stopping when you have the upper hand, then shouting the same when you are fighting is not sincere, then it feels less like shouting "a good man spares his life", and the nature is completely different.

Anyway, now that the original plan has failed, she has to think of a new way as soon as possible...... Wait until you get through today.

But as soon as she got up, she immediately seemed to notice something.

A shadow. The bat-like shadow, as if stretched by the bright moonlight, cast itself on the ground.

Her pupils shrank, and a tentacle shot out in the direction of the shadow. The tentacles pierced through the bushes and sent back a rustling sound, but nothing hit.

Layla was stunned for a moment.

Hallucinations?

As he was thinking this, there was a slight noise behind him.

Without thinking, she immediately shot another shot of tentacles in the direction behind her. Out of the corner of her eye, she seemed to catch a glimpse of a bat's shadow flashing, but the tentacles only slammed into the ground and shattered a thick ancient tree, and there was still no movement.

He's coming.

Now she has no luck. She knew that the man was coming, the human who was dressed like a bat and couldn't be understood by her.

The man seemed to have no breath, and he couldn't even feel the fluctuations in his mood. He was more of a ghost than an ancient one, deadly yet invisible, floating around her.

Layla gritted her teeth in support and threw a beam of flame with her backhand. This action undoubtedly took a toll on her body as it was repairing, and the flames briefly illuminated the darkness and seemed to be a flash in the pan to brighten the dark bat-like shadows in the bushes.

But only for a moment. The third attack was still in the air, and although it briefly illuminated Batman's appearance from the darkness, it did not help, but only added to the terrifying atmosphere like the ghost in a horror movie when it flashed with fleeting light.

Layla tried to get to her feet, but she couldn't hold on and fell to her knees. Her condition is unprecedentedly bad, she has not recovered from the injuries she was beaten by the Iron Man suit, and the shelling of the golden cicada in her hand has also caused her to suffer serious losses, and the use of fire ability has almost caused a backlash against herself.

And he's everywhere.

Every sound of leaves made her suspicious, and every squeak sounded like he had stepped on a branch. It was as if she could feel the cold, deadly gaze from all the shadows, the coldness that seemed to be contemptuous of the gods.

She felt ...... Fear.

Yes. It seems ridiculous to say, because the role between them should not be like this. She is the Ancient, a being who has been feared by mankind since ancient times. What they do best is to create fear, to make people feel awe, to feel their own insignificance, to feel the fear of the unknown like looking into the abyss, to fear their fate.

But now, the roles are reversed.

She, an ancient man who was well versed in the way, was born from a ghostly, bat-clad neurotic...... Fear was felt.

She is probably the first one who has been frightened by a human being throughout the ages.

Rumble!

She didn't notice when the thing had been attached to her, and the detonation of the bat bomb had sent her flying. The fireball exploded with black smoke, and she was flipped backwards like a ball.

The continuous trauma caused her to fall to the bottom, and this bomb made her a little unbearable. The Tis shield structure struggled to hold her body from cracking, but it was clearly struggling.

Batman spread his wings out of nowhere, folded his cloak and descended in front of her.

"Stop...... Stop! ”

The girl rolled around several times in a disgraced manner, and before she could stop, she hurriedly shouted.

"I surrender!"