Barry looked at the debris covering the ground, his eyelids twitching: "What happened to the no-kill rule? There's no way they can still be alive looking like this."
Darian spoke righteously: "The physiques of people cannot be generalized, especially since they are Atlanteans. They cannot be measured by conventional standards; maybe if you stick them together with glue, they'll be hopping and jumping around again."
Barry: "..."
"Not to mention Atlanteans, even a Kryptonian couldn't do that!"
Seeing their companions fall, the remaining few Atlanteans soldiers were instantly startled, immediately pulling out several grenade-shaped weapons, ready to throw them at Darian.
But before they could make their next move, several more light blades struck. Their heights instantly shrank by a huge margin, and the grenades slipped from their hands, falling to the ground and exploding with a roar, instantly turning them into pieces scattered everywhere.
Truly a bunch of gluttons, even eating the full damage all by themselves.
Barry frowned, a trace of reluctance flashing in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.
He knew clearly that this no longer belonged to ordinary combat, but rather a war; casualties on the battlefield were unavoidable.
Darian resolved these humanoid speed bumps and spoke: "We need to find Wonder Woman and Aquaman as soon as possible. Only by dealing with the two of them can this war completely end."
Barry nodded: "I'll go find them."
Before his voice even faded, his figure had already transformed into a red and yellow afterimage, disappearing at the edge of vision in the blink of an eye.
Darian didn't plan to wait foolishly here either, turning his head to look at Thomas beside him.
"Let's go look for them too."
Before Thomas had time to respond, the single wing behind Darian unfolded once more, grabbing Thomas by the back of his neck, and the two directly soared into the air and flew up.
With the lesson from the previous crash, Darian deliberately increased his altitude this time, which didn't attract too much attention.
Darian looked down, and the entire city was already in complete chaos.
Atlantean soldiers and Amazon female warriors were locked in a melee, mixed in the middle with all sorts of bizarre marine creatures and mythological creatures, a massive dark swarm so numerous it was simply impossible to count.
Obviously, both sides had pulled out all the stops, with neither intending to leave themselves a way out—they only wanted to beat the other to death, or be beaten to death by the other.
The shouts of killing and sounds of explosion on the battlefield blended together, with arrows and shells flying across the sky. The ground was blasted into pockmarks, large swaths of buildings collapsed into ruins, scattered corpses and weapons could be seen everywhere on the ground, and a thick scent of blood permeated the air, resembling a living hell.
Darian didn't feel much about it; having seen real hell, this array at most counted as a small scene.
Flying forward for less than half a minute, the situation in a certain area below suddenly caught his attention.
A small handful of people had gathered there; they were neither Atlantean blue-armored soldiers nor Amazon female warriors, but rather a bunch of fellows in bizarre costumes.
Standing in the middle, they were fiercely engaging in battle with the two races.
Darian glanced at their information panels and found that they were all human resistance fighters, with most members being famous superheroes and supervillains from the original timeline.
However, in the Flashpoint world, in order to protect the peace of humanity and Earth, they had all united on a single front to jointly fight against the massive armies of the Atlanteans and the Amazons, attempting to stop this war that was about to drag the entire world into the abyss.
Within the crowd, Darian also saw an old acquaintance, Lois Lane.
Although Lois was just an ordinary person, as the renowned Journalist-Man, being able to mingle into this team of transcendent beings could be considered reasonable.
It was just that their current predicament was not optimistic.
The number of human resistance fighters was pitifully small, numbering only a dozen or so. Sandwiched in the middle and beaten up by both Atlantean soldiers and Amazon female warriors, many of them had sustained injuries, and some were even in critical condition, completely falling at a disadvantage.
"Hold on! This is our only chance to protect Earth; we must never fall here!"
Lois crouched behind a section of a broken wall, holding an Atlantean energy rifle picked up from somewhere. While poking her head out to pot-shot charging enemies, she encouraged the team's morale.
Strangely enough, those extraordinary beings around her with exceptional skills were all injured to varying degrees, yet Lois, an ordinary person, didn't have a single injury, and even her hair wasn't particularly messy.
One could only say she truly lived up to being Journalist-Man; when Superman was covering for her in front previously, she still restrained herself a bit, but now without Superman protecting her, she wasn't even bothering to act anymore.
Unfortunately, no matter how powerful Journalist-Man's strength was, there was no way to resist the massive armies of the Atlanteans and the Amazons. The resistance's defense line was squeezed bit by bit, and soon they were completely driven to a desperate end.
"Roar——!!"
Right at this moment, a deafening roar suddenly exploded from the end of the street.
A massive Infernal Beast broke through the buildings at the street corner, trampling the ground with a thunderous rumble like a super heavy-duty truck. The rubble and roadblocks along the way were sent flying in all directions as it sprinted wildly toward the human resistance's front lines.
"Stop it! Quickly stop this monster!"
The expressions of the resistance members changed drastically, and they immediately turned their firepower to launch an attack on the Infernal Beast, attempting to stop this monster.
But those attacks landing on the Infernal Beast's thick skin and flesh at most sparked a string of sparks, failing to even break through the outermost layer of skin, completely unable to stop its momentum.
The Infernal Beast's speed did not decrease in the slightest, seeing that the human resistance's lines were about to be broken through.
At this critical moment, a blinding golden light suddenly cut through the night sky, instantly piercing into the back of the Infernal Beast's head and piercing out through its face, kicking up a huge spray of bright red blood.
The Infernal Beast's massive body rushed forward a few more steps using momentum, and then its limbs went soft, crashing heavily onto the ground. The impact shook the ground slightly, kicking up dust and rubble all over the sky.
Everyone on the field was shocked by this sudden turn of events.
They subconsciously looked at the weapon that pierced through the Infernal Beast, discovering that it was a golden spear in its entirety, with half of the shaft deeply driven into the ground, which was enough to show the terrifying force behind it.
Before everyone could recover their senses, that golden spear suddenly trembled violently, as if summoned by some force, abruptly pulling itself out of the ground. It transformed into a golden streak of light, flying rapidly toward high altitude and steadily landing in someone's hands.
Everyone followed the spear and looked up.
High up in the air, a figure with a single wing growing from his back was floating.
Holding that golden spear in his hand, his entire body emanated a holy white light, looking down at the crowd below with lowered eyes, just like a deity descended to the mortal realm.
"Let's end this here."
The entire battlefield instantly fell into a dead silence.
Whether it was the human resistance, or the Atlantean soldiers and Amazon female warriors, at this moment all of them stared blankly at Darian in the air, stunned by this domineering entrance.
Of course, if one ignored the humanoid giant bat he was still dragging in his other hand, the scene would probably have been even more deterrent.
Thomas: "—"
"You want to act cool, but can you put me down first?"
Does he, Batman, not want any face?
"This is… an Angel!?"
The human resistance fighters below were all dumbfounded, each and every one of them slack-jawed and full of disbelief.
They had originally thought they were going to kick the bucket here today, never expecting a savior to drop from the heavens, and such an outrageously styled savior at that.
Several religious members of the resistance trembled all over with excitement, their eye sockets turning red, and their voices choked up.
"O God, You have finally come to save Your people!"
Looking at Darian's figure, hope reignited within the hearts of the human resistance.
In Western general perception, an Angel was the symbol of justice and hope; perhaps the other party really could save this rotting world back.
In stark contrast to the reaction of the human resistance, the Atlanteans and the Amazons were filled with hostility toward Darian.
They didn't know any Angel, and even if they did, they wouldn't take it seriously.
Both sides belonged to the Greek mythology system—one was related to the sea god Poseidon, and the other was related to the Olympian gods. They had nothing to do with Heaven where the Angel resided, so who cared what background you had?
You want to use a sword from the Ming Dynasty to behead officials of the West? Isn't that utter nonsense?
Both the Atlanteans and the Amazons reached a tacit understanding almost at the exact same instant.
The two factions that were just trying to kill each other shifted their muzzle aims in unison, targeting their firepower on Darian, the target with the greatest threat.
The next moment, dense arrows and shells filled the sky, shrouding toward Darian's direction.
Darian casually tossed Thomas in the direction of the human resistance, and his entire person was instantly swallowed up by the overwhelming attacks.
Violent explosions rang out one after another, and countless flashes of fire burst in the air, illuminating the entire night sky.
Seeing this scene, the hearts that the human resistance members had just put down leaped back into their throats, anxiously looking up at high altitude, terrified that that big shot would be blown straight into a roasted chicken.
Just as they were worried, a dazzling white light suddenly erupted from the center of the explosion, instantly blasting apart all the surrounding flames and thick smoke.
As the smoke and dust cleared, Darian's figure reappeared in everyone's vision.
He was still floating mid-air, without suffering a single scratch on his entire body, as if the fierce bombing just now had never happened at all.
Looking down at the shocked Atlantean soldiers and Amazon warriors below, Darian slowly raised the Spear of Longinus in his hand.
"You are guilty."
As soon as his voice fell, a dozen or so golden lights began to emerge around Darian.
Those lights slowly condensed around him, gradually elongating, and finally transformed into a dozen golden spears.
Each of them took the shape of the Spear of Longinus, emanating golden light, yet they were not completely solid entities; the spear shafts carried a translucent texture, clearly condensed from energy.
However, this was only the beginning.
Those energy spears trembled slightly in the air, and new spear images began to split from both sides of the spear shafts.
One became two, two became four, and four continued to expand outward, the splitting speed growing faster and faster.
Dense golden spear shadows centered around Darian, spreading across the entire sky.
In just a few breaths of time, the entire sky was filled with phantom images of the Spear of Longinus, with all spear tips pointing at the Atlantean soldiers and Amazon warriors on the ground.
This scalp-tingling, densely packed sense of oppression caused everyone present to involuntarily hold their breath, not daring to even let out a heavy breath.
Did it have to be this exaggerated!?
Darian remained expressionless, gently chopping downwards with the Spear of Longinus in his hand.
The next second, the sky-obscuring golden spear shadows poured down like a torrential rain, the sounds of breaking through the air merging into one.
The Atlantean soldiers and Amazon warriors below didn't even have time to react, instantly being enveloped within this sky-full of golden spear shadows.
In a split second, screams rose and fell one after another on the ground.
In front of these golden spear shadows, the armor on the Atlantean soldiers and Amazon warriors was no different from paper-mache; with a flash of golden light, it pierced straight through their bodies.
Even the Atlantean chariots and fighter jets were not spared, all being poked into hornet nests and exploding one after another.
This golden rain lasted for only a dozen seconds.
When the golden light completely dissipated, the area that originally shook the heavens with shouts of killing suddenly became mostly quiet.
Except for the human resistance huddled at the edge, not a single standing figure could be seen around anymore. Corpses lay crisscrossed everywhere on the ground, and fresh blood flowed all over the floor.
"This…"
Looking at the scene before them, the human resistance fighters were each dumbstruck, looking just like little demented children.
Seeing the reaction of the human resistance, Darian was very satisfied.
He went to such great lengths to put on such a big display, wasn't it just to act cool and watch others show this silly-looking expression?
As for the move just now, it was actually a newly learned magic of Darian's, combined with the power of fear, allowing him to pull off such a grand scene.
The special effects could be said to have been maxed out directly, except the consumption was a bit large.
Fortunately, right before these Atlantean soldiers and Amazon warriors died, a massive amount of fear emotion welled up, replenishing a huge wave of fear power for him. It not only offset the previous consumption, but also left a lot extra.
Darian put away the Spear of Longinus and slowly landed on the ground.
He glanced over this group of human resistance fighters and found that the status of a few resistance members was already very poor, with their health bars almost hitting the bottom, so he casually waved his hand.
A huge magic rune suddenly emerged beneath the feet of the human resistance.
Following closely, a large amount of green light spots drifted down from the air like a rainstorm, wrapping all the human resistance fighters inside.
The moment those light spots touched their wounds, the wounds began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the complexions of the wounded who were originally about to collapse gradually began to improve.
This equipment hadn't been used since Darian got his hands on it, and now it finally came in handy.
Feeling the changes in their bodies, how could the resistance members not know they had been saved by Darian? Their gazes looking at Darian were filled with gratitude.
Several people who originally had religious beliefs knelt down on the spot, chanting hymns toward Darian with fanatically incomparable expressions.
Lois reacted first, looking at Darian a bit apprehensively and asking: "You… are you an Angel sent by the heavens to save us?"
Darian chuckled happily: "No, I am the Captain of the Avengers, you can call me Darian."
"The Avengers?" Lois wore a puzzled expression.
Darian nodded: "Yes, this is a newly established superhero organization fighting to protect the peace of Earth. My members and I came here precisely to resolve this war and save the world."
Saying that, he pointed at Thomas beside him.
Thomas hadn't moved much from beginning to end, nor did he have much reaction, looking like someone well-accustomed to big scenes.
Even with the golden spear rain and green light rain just now, he only stood quietly in place, appearing quite steady, making people sigh in admiration that he was truly Batman.
Only Thomas himself knew that he wasn't keeping his composure at all; it was clearly because when Darian threw him down from the sky, his landing posture was simply too poor. Although his cape cushioned the fall a bit, he still suffered a considerable impact.
Look at him now, his feet were still numb to this point, unable to move at all.
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