Chapter 1289 - The Return of the King and His BGM

Chapter 1289: The Return of the King and His BGM

Compared with various equipment with fixed forms, an ability like telekinesis which could transform at a thought and was astonishingly quick was most suitable for killing this witch.

However, there was a faint sense of crisis in his heart that prevented Luke from using it.

The serial explosions had been one huge trap from beginning to end.

The other party was clearly targeting Batman, and the consequences of Batman’s extraordinary abilities being exposed could be severe.

Conversely, his equipment being lethal to the witch was a small thing. In the fight against the undead last time, he had given SHIELD enchanted bullets. He would continue to do transactions with forces like these in the future so that it wouldn’t be surprising for anyone to have this sort of magical item.

The bigshot who sold everything was a ruse to mislead everyone. That was Luke’s biggest objective.

Batman possessing superpowers was a different thing altogether.

Once Batman used a superpower, especially a superpower as powerful as enchanted telekinesis, he would only be feared by all the secret organizations, and more traps would follow.

The superhero era hadn’t arrived yet, and Luke didn’t want to become the target of all these secret organizations.

As he pondered, the witch materialized again.

This time, she had retreated to the subway tunnel, and was clearly hurting from Luke’s two attacks earlier.

Her eyes flashed red, but she neither attacked nor left. She simply stared at Luke.

Luke wasn’t in a hurry.

Since he couldn’t take down this troublesome opponent in one go, he had to think about how to deal with this situation.

The two of them were very different.

Nobody was controlling Batman, while someone was controlling this witch.

She could only go back and be used as a dog, while he was still Batman, who upheld justice and saved lives.

So, dragging this out wasn’t a bad thing for him.

He had a rough idea why the other party had used the explosions as cover instead of directly taking action against him; that was because the blame would fall solely on the robbers.

At the same time, the witch turned the bodies of these people into monsters, and hadn’t harmed any innocent civilians.

It could even be said that she had done a great service in solving the case of these explosions, enough to even warrant giving her a certificate.

After Luke left with Tony, the other party had shown no intention of pursuing him. Clearly, Batman was their only target.

Who could Batman complain to about being attacked by a witch?

Who would be sad if something happened to Batman here? He was just a superhero who had never shown his face. After a while, everyone would forget about him!

Many bigshots would just applaud and enthusiastically celebrate Batman’s death!

Thinking that, he chuckled. “Want revenge?”

The witch didn’t say anything.

Luke continued, “Who told you to come after me? Tell me, and I’ll talk to them for you.”

The witch’s eyes flickered, but she didn’t say anything.

Luke didn’t think much of it. “You’re too weak. Can you get any stronger? Otherwise, you’ll only be beaten up again the next time your master sends you. How pitiful.”

From the red light in the witch’s eyes, she was clearly agitated. “Don’t worry, you won’t die next time. I’ll turn you into an immortal puppet and torture you forever.”

Luke said, “With your mouth? Or are you going to torture me with your face? Actually, there’s no need to go through all that trouble. You’re so ugly. As long as you appear in front of me, I’ll be blinded.”

The witch couldn’t take it anymore.

No matter how she endured, she couldn’t stand this endless humiliation.

She had boasted that she was a god.

It wasn’t enough that this person had called her a dog several times; he had even called her ugly. Her initial plan to leave faded.

If she didn’t do something, she would be tortured by that cheap b*tch when she went back! She might as well give this foul-mouthed guy a thrashing right now. Whether she succeeded in her mission or not, it wouldn’t be her fault.

Making up her mind, the witch raised her hands; her wounds had already healed during their stand-off.

Her body was now intact, but unfortunately, she had lost a lot of strength because of her injuries. She had suffered a huge loss tonight.

A series of strange syllables rang out in the subway station, and more black liquid fragments floated up.

Luke snorted and waved his hands, sending out another handful of enchanted bat darts which flew at the black fragments and at the witch.

Want to fight a war of attrition? He had hundreds of thousands of credit points in his system. He would see who got tired first.

The witch’s expression didn’t change, but she spoke more quickly. A black light suddenly appeared in her hands and shot at the black fragments that had gathered together.

The ball of black fragments glowed with a dark light and then shot out, as if it had been hit.

The bat darts missed and spun in a half-circle as they chased after the black ball, showing no intention of letting it go.

The black light ball, on the other hand, split into two and switched directions in the air to lunge at the two men in the corner.

Luke’s heart jumped. That was Targo and Simon, two of the few living people left in the subway station who had transformed into the fish-egg monsters but whom Luke had yet to kill.

He had just shattered their lower halves with chi, and they lay there as if dead.

With a thought, he immediately had the enchanted bat darts fly over.

Whatever the problem, he had to deal with them first!

However, when the black light ball hit them, black liquid poured out of their bodies and coalesced to form legs as they were swiftly restored.

At the same time, they waved their hands, which were covered in black light, and the enchanted bat darts were sent flying.

Luke narrowed his eyes.

The golden light on the bat darts disappeared. Clearly, the energy from the credit points had been used up.

Conversely, the black light on the arms of the fish-egg monsters that Targo and Simon had turned into only turned slightly lighter, and they weren’t injured at all.

As soon as their lower halves grew out, the two of them charged forward.

Compared with the other fish-egg monsters, Targo and Simon were at least several times faster, and the ground exploded under their feet.

Electricity lit up Luke’s hands as he prepared to cut them into pieces and send them to the afterlife.

At that moment, a figure suddenly charged into the station. He raised his hands, and with two bangs, the two monsters were sent flying dozens of meters before they disappeared into a corner of the subway station.

A burst of raucous rock music rang out in the subway station. “All you women who want a man of the street… Cause I’m the one who’s gonna make you burn…”

Luke cursed inwardly. As expected of this flashy guy!

The person in front of him who was decked out in gold and red and playing an extremely flashy BGM could only be a certain tycoon who had been dragged away after his suit crashed earlier.

However, it was clearly Tony’s main suit, Mark 6, in front of him.

When the two fish-egg monsters blew up earlier, the tycoon’s “Sneaky” suit had suffered and crashed due to the suit’s low defense abilities.

After escaping, he immediately put on his main armor and charged back, obviously determined to fight the witch head-on.