Bang!

A loud bang spread through the wilderness, accompanied by yellow smoke from the spreading dust, startling the animals of the entire wilderness to flee.

Ian stood on the ground, the blue light ring shone, and a huge pillar of light fell from the sky, tearing open the ground, revealing the base hidden twenty meters underground.

The bases built by the League of Assassins around the world were almost uniform, and while the thick cement shells were strong enough to resist most human weapons, they were useless to Ian.

He slightly increased the output power of the blue light ring, and the cement shell several meters thick shattered instantly, looking more fragile than glass.

"Hurry up, take up your weapons"

"Our enemy is coming, this is not a drill!"

Standing at the edge of the cavern, Ian caught in the sounds coming from inside the base, the cries of the assassins loyal to the head of the demons, and the sound of their footsteps as they ran.

In order to find traces of Lex Luthor or the Illuminati, he had swept away ten Assassin League bases within three days after meeting Bruce and Oliver.

While the cunning fellow of Lex Luthor didn't have any information yet, Ian was able to find useful information, such as the traces of the Illuminati members' connections to each other, and the information they had gathered about the Mother Box.

Although the Assassins trained by Thunder Ogu were loyal and trained in various counter-interrogations, they were useless in the face of Batman's methods and the mental strength of Martian Manhunter, and the information in his mind was like an open library for Ian to read.

"Ready!"

Ian heard the Assassins in the base already surrounding the hole, drawing their long knives, checking their bullets, pulling the bolts, and holding their breath down to prepare for the formidable enemy.

Ian smiled slightly, shook his head, and jumped straight out of the hole.

The moment he landed, countless bullets with the glow of fire and the thick smell of gunpowder smoke shot at him from all directions, mixed with grenades that had been torn off their rings.

Boom –

A loud noise echoed through the concrete-poured corridors, and the smoke of the fire entangled like a beast spreading its minions in an attempt to destroy everything.

All the Assassins' eyes widened in the gray smoke and dust, and they even began to hold their breath, hoping that their enemies would die.

But the next moment, the blue light shone through the smoke and dust on their faces, and in the horrified gaze of all the assassins, a figure surrounded by the light slowly walked out, overpowering everything.

"Fire, fire."

"Kill this demon enemy, for the sake of the demon head"

The elite Assassins transformed by the Fountain of Lazarus uttered calm but incendiary slogans, and the panicked and even unscrupulous Assassins who had been unbeatable by their enemies stabilized and continued to shoot at Ian.

"Religion is still inflammatory! But demons are not good objects to worship! ”

Ian shook his hand, and the blue lantern ring manifested a blue long sword in his hand, and with a twist of his wrist, the blue long sword turned into an electric fan, and all the bullets fired at him were melted into copper water in the blue lantern energy, dripping to the ground.

Seeing that the hot weapons in their hands were useless, the assassins immediately threw down their guns, drew their long knives, and rushed towards the enemy.

Jingling!

Ian's footsteps were steady on his feet, like a moving mountain, and every step put a lot of pressure on the Assassins.

But the Assassins who crawled out of the pool of Saralu were not afraid of this, and with absolute loyalty and fanaticism for Thunder Ogu, they swung their long knives and slashed at Ian's vital point.

The strength and speed of these resurrections are far beyond ordinary people, and the long knives in their hands are like lightning slicing through the dark corridors, and the lightning is one after another, if they can't block the first attack, they will be swept into the blade and torn into a white bone.

Ian finally struck in the face of a continuous stream of blades, and he didn't use any skill, just faster and more powerful.

Before the Assassins' knives landed on him, the blue sword in his hand sliced through the steel blades and tore the Assassins' throats apart.

The smell of blood is starting to fill the air!

The battle instantly became fierce, and the blue light and the silver light of steel shone against each other, and the light of blood occasionally shone in the middle.

Each time a rosy glow illuminates a dark hallway, it represents a life leaving this world, an assassin who has been torn open by Ian's blue sword in the throat or chest, revealing everything.

"Devil!"

When the most loyal elite Assassins fell at Ian's feet, the solid defenses collapsed in an instant.

The men looked at Ian, illuminated by the blue light and blood red, and threw their loyalty to the head of the demon out of the clouds, shouting "Mommy" and running away, with only one thought in their minds to live.

Ian looked at the messy corridor and shook his head, "Even the head of the demon has no way to completely grasp the will of a living person. Otherwise, I'm in trouble. ”

"It's still tiring to kill hundreds of people in one go."

Ian muttered a whisper, stepping over the corpse beneath his feet and moving on, not bothering the fleeing Assassins.

These people are in charge of Clarke, and even if there are a few escapees, it is impossible to escape from this huge wilderness without any supplies.

Ian walked non-stop, heading straight to the center of the base in search of the information that the Assassins had carefully gathered.

Perhaps because of religious beliefs, these base buildings are not built in a way that is dominated by efficiency and speed, but rather twists and turns like a giant labyrinth.

Ian got lost the first time he entered their base, and it took hours to tear down all the walls before he found the location he wanted.

Since then, he has memorized the complex locations of these bases, and then directly swung his fist, violently demolished all the way, and directly punched a big hole in the cement shell and entered the center of the base.

"Die!"

When the Assassins at the heart saw Ian appear, their first reaction was to draw their knives and shoot.

Ian raised his hand and grabbed it, and a fresh breeze poured out of the base, which instantly expanded, wrapping around all the assassins like octopus tentacles, and then they were lifted.

"Goodbye!"

Seeing that the assassins had no intention of surrendering, Ian was still struggling even so, and waved his hand slightly, and the wind that wrapped around the bodies of these people broke their necks.

He threw the bodies in a corner and piled them up, then walked over to the computer.

Unfazed by the progress of the destruction of the documents on the screen, Ian raised his right mechanized hand and pressed it on the machine, starting to read information from the entire base.

All the machines in the entire base instantly became a part of Ian, and all the information made of 0 and 1 information flowed into his brain, and all the messages were readable by him.

"Boring, clichéd, no ...... important"

Ian looked at his left hand and pressed his temple, sorting through the vast amount of information, and found that in addition to the boring religious information, all that was left was the record of the goods coming and going, and the information about the investigation of Diana and the ocean.

For him, the rest was useless except for the fact that the incoming and outgoing goods could analyze the movements of the Illuminati members.

He knew more about Paradise Island and Atlantis than the Illuminati, and he didn't need to get it from them at all.

"That's it, although I didn't find Luther, but this news of the Illuminati is enough to kill those bastards."

Ian was a little disappointed, this was already the last Assassin League base that Bruce knew of.

"I wonder how Bruce and their progress in finding Victor Stone is?"

Ian was about to disconnect, but suddenly he heard a voice: "You've finally made it here, Mr. Ian!" ”

Then those complex data streams arose, forming the image of a big bald head, none other than Luthor, who had been missing for a long time.

He was wearing a suit in the virtual space, with a red flower pinned to the collar on his chest, and he looked very personable.

When Ian saw this guy appear, he stopped disconnecting, and he said to Luther, "I'm curious how miserable you really look like now, after all, it's not easy to run, Mr. Lex Luthor!" ”

"All my fugitive life is due to you." Luthor didn't seem to be annoyed by Ian's words, and his expression remained indifferent.

Ian's eyes widened and he shook his head helplessly, and asked rhetorically, "Why does it have anything to do with me?" I didn't let you collude with Brainiac, I didn't let you come out and make trouble when the war broke out, and I didn't let you send someone to assassinate your own sister! ”

A classic sarcastic smile appeared on Luther's face: "Then what do you think I should do, sitting in my office in the Luther Building, waiting to be saved by you transvestites and aliens?" ”

He pointed to Ian and said, "No, I'm a true earthling, and I have my own glory. This is something you naïve and naïve guys can't understand, you don't know ......"

"So how are you going to deal with the army of the Apocalypse?"

Ian didn't want to debate any ideas with this guy, the contradictions between them were so deep that the cannon was meaningless, and it was just over with it.

"You... Where did you hear about the Apocalypse? Luthor looked at Ian in surprise, he had just learned about the Apocalypse.

Ian shook his head: "You guys are looking for the mother box with all your fanfare, I don't think it's easy to guess this." And don't you know that we've been able to go into space? ”

The relaxed way he said this made Luthor want to hit someone.

He is such a smart person who has not yet gone into space, facing the universe, and now he is being preempted by a group of naïve superheroes.

Luther, he, is really jealous.

But the next moment, he began to comfort himself that those guys were a group of aliens, and that they were not the first to go into space, but cheating.

They didn't succeed on their own, so they don't count.

"Do you know you're like a losing kid in a game of play now?" Ian spoke, causing Luthor's hairs to stand on end.

He quickly regained his composure, and all he could think of was what he had to say: "What have you done to me?" ”

"I didn't do anything. It was you who broke into the data world I built and weaved a body with my data. ”

Ian spread his hands innocently.

Luthor quickly realizes what the problem is, which means that the data he is using now is completely in Ian's hands, and everything he wants and knows is laid out in front of Ian.

Luther whispered, "Looks like I've done something wrong!" ”

"Don't pretend, use all your skills!" Ian didn't believe that Luthor would jump out without his hole cards: "We all have limited time, and now we are here to decide the winner, and the one who wins can concentrate on dealing with the enemy from space." ”

"Great idea!" Luther's avatar nodded, and the underlying logic of Ian's base changed instantly.

Such a sudden change directly severed Ian's connection with these machines, and at this moment, Luthor took ownership of this virtual space, weaving layers of virtual networks, like a huge cage trapping Ian's consciousness inside.

Ian turned his head to watch as the chains composed of countless 0s and 1s were intertwined, forming a huge web, covering layers into a huge cage, locking himself inside,

Luthor's face became incomparably larger, and he looked at Ian from outside the cage and smiled heartily, "You asked me to show my real skills, I did it, and now it's your turn." ”

"This trick is very ingenious, the dual system, layers of cover, is indeed a good trap."

Ian nodded and commented on Luther's plan, this big bald head was indeed very smart, and it was surprising that this guy had written a system that could sever his ties with the metal spirit.

"You are indeed a genius, only in terms of technology, of course I am no match for you."

But Ian never claimed to be a tech genius, so he connected to the world of metal spirits without any psychological burden, reaching into the data stream.

Luther's system foundation was instantly thrown into a mess and began to change according to Ian's will, and this virtual data space changed dramatically in an instant.

"Falk Squid!"

Luthor was completely unable to comprehend the power of the metal spirit, but his cunning nature made him sense danger, so the moment Ian fought back, he forcibly severed his connection to this space.

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Among the bases of a small country in Africa.

Luthor sprang up on the bed, took off the smoking helmet above his head, and staggered off the bed.

He put his hands on the ground, raised his head, and began to bleed from his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.

"I've got you."

A two-legged gorilla helped Luthor off the floor to the bed, and he spoke English in the slightest deviation: "I warned you, the use of psychic power is very risky, and if you are not careful, your brain will turn into paste." ”

"You did warn me, Grude!"

Luthor looked at the Flash's old enemy and said in a deep voice, "But this defeat has nothing to do with me, it's that my enemy is too strong. It's only been a few days, and Ian's guy is even more terrifying than before. All of our plans for him need to be re-planned. ”

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