"Deathstroke!"
Donna was overjoyed. She had been in human society for a long time, attending school with other ordinary human girls, sharing dorm rooms.
She had also fantasized about fairy tales of white horse princes.
For instance, during dangerous times, a hero could ride a white horse, clad in armor, to save her.
But in reality, she quickly shed these little-girl fantasies.
Because the men she knew were too weak, even the strongest in the team, Robin, was not as strong as her.
Instead of relying on a man for rescue, it was better to figure out a way to save herself, or wait for her sister to come.
Of course, she had been rescued a few times, but it was either a married man in red and blue or a dark bat.
Not at all what she imagined.
As an Amazon, she yearned for a warrior with outstanding martial arts, not aliens or rich men.
However, now, Donna found the black and yellow armor actually wasn't that bad.....
Su Ming's helmet visor flashed, nodded, considering it a greeting.
He wasn't as optimistic as Donna.
The Nightfall Greatsword had pierced through the opponent completely, but the sensation was off.
The opponent's scales were negligible, like paper, but the sword didn't feel like it touched flesh or organs; instead, it was like piercing a bag of water.
Glancing at the wound, the enemy didn't even bleed; the opponent had just momentarily elementalized. This was an alien god, and a battle-hardened one at that.
"Donna, fall back, leave this guy to me."
He withdrew the great sword, aiming for Zhen Hai's neck.
Elementalization, huh, then go for decapitation.
Visual and auditory organs, etc., are in the head, even if you can't kill, you will severely weaken the opponent's combat capability.
First deprive you of four of your five senses.
If successful, the opponent is just a piece of meat on a cutting board, to be sliced as you wish.
Even if they can't be killed immediately, there is enough time to devise a strategy.
However, Zhen Hai wasn't to be trifled with either; after the great sword was withdrawn from his chest, he immediately turned to attack Su Ming.
This armor was pierced by an Earth creature, what a disgrace?
Now none of the little worms matter but to take down this black and yellow one first.
Based on the speed of the opponent's weapon-wielding and the noise decibel in the air, Su Ming was certain the opponent's strength surpassed his own.
He had no intention of directly confronting the opponent's attacks.
The tactical choice was to maneuver flexibly, relying on the edge of his weapon to continuously diminish the opponent.
Decapitating was a bit challenging, but as long as he could stab an eye or cut an ear, that would snowball into an advantage until victory.
When stabbing the eyeball, the opponent would surely elementalize temporarily lose sight, allowing for little tricks, like having the warlock use a restraining spell.
He saw the Titan Squad across; they seemed to be standing there dazed.
The others didn't matter, but Raven was in the team, and Megan as well.
Plus, with his side's Night Shadow and Black Alice, that was enough.
However, Raven wasn't wearing the 'sukumizu' swimsuit as in the animation, which was a pity. She was now wearing fishnet stockings and knee-high boots.
Though appearing much more mature and charming, the level of exposure decreased…
While daydreaming, Su Ming exchanged a few blows with Zhen Hai.
In terms of combat skills, one could only say the opponent wasn't weak either.
Su Ming's attacks were dissipated by the opponent through a hard water spear imbued with divine power.
Of course, his weapon wasn't as good as Su Ming's; the Nightfall Greatsword cut through the spear like slicing sugarcane, but cutting water with a sword wouldn't yield results; his seawater was endless.
Chop off a piece, another grows back, almost infinite.
Su Ming gritted his teeth, realizing that if he couldn't settle the enemy here, it would be troublesome afterward.
He had to reveal some of his hidden power.
He commanded Strangulation and the Cloak to join the attack.
Suddenly, gunfire echoed throughout the ship, Strangulation extending tentacles from behind him, grabbing guns and opening fire, wielding pistols as though they were submachine guns.
Deathstroke's weapons were indeed modified, the pistol fire rate was swift, yet bullets were limited; what a waster.
And the Divine Gold Gauss? Now all the gods were perplexed; even the Fire God's ability to smith was questionable; once bullets ran out, he might have to seek the Weapon Master of the Yellow Lantern Corps, quite a way off.
Whatever, using guns was merely to extend his attack range, their power at best for intimidation and disorientation; the key lay in coordinating with the Magic Floating Cloak.
Actually, there wasn't anything particularly special; the Cloak assisted attacks in three typical ways.
Tangle the enemy's arm, pull; tangle the enemy's leg, attempt to trip; or wrap around the enemy's head, blinding them.
Perhaps to mages, the little time the cloak buys isn't much; even if their hands were softer, casting six seals in a second wouldn't release a powerful spell.
But for a warrior, especially a warrior like Deathstroke, as long as the cloak flies past the foe's eyes, even if it affects the foe's vision for a fraction of a second, he can seize the opportunity.
For a moment, Su Ming gained the upper hand in close combat with Zhen Hai, although he still couldn't land a fatal blow.
But as long as he gets some more time to discover the enemy's weaknesses, he could kill a god today for fun.
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Donna retreated to her team; she couldn't intervene in such a chaotic and complex battle. Torrents, lightning, bullets, and blades kept flashing in the confined area, even tearing up the surrounding walls and floor into shreds.
She couldn't engage in a battle at such a level, she could see but her brain couldn't keep up.
And Megan just stared dumbly at Deathstroke shredding the Alien Sea God, though it didn't have much impact, just cutting away some water and armor fragments.
But compared to Superman's earlier situation, it's like night and day.
It's not that Su Ming is stronger than Clark, but that his weaknesses are almost impossible for the opponent to grasp.
Even if the opponent is a god, it's just a DC god.
Could the enemy know what a symbiote is? Or have seen this kind of magic prop like the Magic Floating Cloak before?
Su Ming has mastered all the fighting techniques on Earth; whenever the Sea God thinks he's starting to notice some patterns and wants to counterattack, his yellow-black silhouette immediately changes tactics.
This leaves Zhen Hai extremely frustrated, having to endure a new wave of attacks.
Just as he feels he's catching onto some patterns, the opponent changes again.
He can only constantly elementalize, feeling the cold X Metal move back and forth within his body...
Yes, the opponent's weapon is the most outrageous. X Metal is meant for creating a Multiverse, yet it's being used as a coating for a weapon?
Zhen Hai is left speechless.
Donna felt two pokes on her waist, turning to see Rachel looking at her with an ambiguous smile.
"So, you hit me earlier knowing he'd come to save you?"
"No, I didn't know." Donna rubbed her face with both hands like a kitten washing its face.
Raven had a disbelieving look, leaned close to her ear, and whispered while puffing her cheeks: "Trying to fool me? I heard him say you're 'his person', shush shush."
Donna hesitated for a moment; she also didn't understand why Deathstroke said that. Isn't it just inviting misunderstanding? What if her sister finds out?
But how to explain it? She doesn't know anything, though she feels a bit happy about it...
Garfield changed back from a pangolin, his fingernails almost worn out, finally no longer needing to dig.
"I heard it too, but since it's Deathstroke... he would kill us all."
Beast Boy is more inclined to believe that Deathstroke has some evil plan and is deliberately approaching Donna, while the naive novice female warrior was deceived!
Donna pouted and punched Garfield on the top of his head.
"If he hadn't appeared earlier, I'd be dead by now."
Beast Boy, hit on the head, transformed into a seal and kept nodding.
Anyway, whatever Donna says is right, just avoid the face.
"I really have nothing with him. I suppose he just wanted to taunt the enemy."
Rachel glanced at the Sea God being beaten and then at the blushing Donna. Her eyes grew sharp.
"Oh... so it's to taunt the enemy. I get it, it's so complex, the warrior's world..."
Yet Raven was making a funny face, pulling her face into a silly expression, indicating she didn't believe Donna's explanation at all.
"You're bluffing! Treating me like a child? We're not Teen Titans anymore!"
Donna couldn't be bothered to explain any further; she's indeed a bit moved, but what about her sister? She seemingly foresees a confrontation between herself and Diana with swords and shields.
She quickly shook her head, shoving away these fantasies. Leave future matters for the future; after returning to the Titan Squad, she's felt rather abnormal.
Is she infected by those two fools, Gass and Beast Boy?
She attentively observed the battlefield, realizing Deathstroke's advantage isn't much; he's entirely relying on tactics to hold on now.
"Rachel, can you do something?"
"Hmm? I could let him temporarily lead the squad, and try to create opportunities for you two to get closer. Oh, and I'll help you keep it from Diana, if she wants to kill you, we'll strike first."
Rachel cheerfully replied, making a slashing gesture with her small hand.
Donna rubbed her forehead; her head hurt. Is now the time for cold jokes?
"I didn't mean that, look at the current situation and tell me what you can do?"
Donna pointed at the battle between man and god in front.
"Oh, that." Rachel stuck her tongue out, pulled down her hood, and after a careful look: "If the seawater in the enemy's body is indeed blood, I could try Blood Boiling Magic."
It's one of Raven's signature Dark Magic techniques, by controlling the dark other-dimensional energy to evaporate all the blood in the target's body.
The blood transforms into a gaseous state, spewing out of the subject's eyes and ears as if the blood is boiling.
In reality, if you reach out to feel those blood-like vapors, you'd find no temperature at all, only an icy chill.
With Nightwing absent, Donna is the captain, just like in the Justice League, with Batman absent, Diana takes charge.
Since Donna told Raven to act, Raven wouldn't hesitate because the magic was too wicked.