Facing the death stare of the Vengeance Demon, Deadshot swallowed hard.
He felt like he had played it a bit too loose.
Deadshot frantically signaled his teammates for help, but one by one they either looked at the sky or counted ants; no one would make eye contact with him.
The environment for random matchmaking is getting worse and worse; look at the kind of teammates I've been matched with!
With no other choice, he had to bite the bullet and turn back, hurriedly raising his hands toward the Vengeance Demon, whose rage had already materialized.
"Calm down, bro. Just now, I was only trying to force you to use your ability, so I intentionally said those things to provoke you. It was an emergency measure. I know you aren't a coward, nor are you a loser. You didn't mean to kill your wife..."
"Your filthy mouth is not worthy of mentioning my wife!!"
It would have been better if Deadshot hadn't mentioned it, but once the wife was brought up, the Vengeance Demon exploded even more.
The flames all over his body erupted, and everyone around could feel the terrifying heat wave rushing toward them, causing the air to distort and warp.
It's easy to see that he's very fired up right now.
Everyone was startled.
Killer Croc's AOE is at most mental pollution; if you endure it, a lifetime passes by quickly.
But if the Vengeance Demon hits them with an AOE, their whole lives will be over in an instant, and they can even skip the cremation process.
Everyone dared not watch the spectacle any longer and hurriedly stepped forward to take turns trying to persuade him.
"Don't be angry; Deadshot didn't mean it."
"Do me a favor and let this matter slide."
"If you really have to, just burn him to death alone; we are all innocent."
"Right, right, right, we don't know him that well."
Deadshot: "???"
Are you guys playing CS!?
However, these persuasions were useless.
Deadshot's verbal attack had already broken the Vengeance Demon's defenses.
Right now, he is like Empress in widowhood, having completely lost Emperor; he just wants to burn everything in front of him to ashes.
Just as everyone was about to become well-done, a voice suddenly came from the sky.
"Huh, such a rich aura of Hell."
Following that, a figure landed steadily in front of everyone, looking up to examine the three-meter-tall flaming skeleton before him.
"Isn't this Hellfire? Could it be that a demon's true form still remains in the human world?"
Seeing the newcomer's appearance, everyone present couldn't help but hold their breath.
Not for any other reason, but because behind this person, a single white wing was prominently spread out.
In Western countries, the meaning of this wing is self-evident.
Angel.
This word popped into everyone's mind almost simultaneously.
Not long ago, the major incident in Los Angeles caused a huge stir, and everyone knew that Angels and demons were real, not fictional images from myths.
And this person in front of them might just be one of those legendary Angels.
But why does this Angel only have one wing? Was the other one eaten?
The Vengeance Demon didn't care about that.
Seeing someone standing in front of him, he let out a deafening roar, thrusting his arms forward as a surging, violent torrent of flames erupted, instantly swallowing the other person in a sea of fire.
The rolling flames surged and rose crazily, and the scorching high temperature forced everyone around to retreat again and again.
Deadshot looked as if he still had lingering fears.
If it weren't for this suddenly air-dropped one-winged Angel taking this wave of aggro for him, he would be the one turned into an open-air barbecue right now.
Just as everyone thought this one-winged Angel was about to become a roasted chicken, two arms reached out from the flames and tightly gripped the Vengeance Demon's wrists.
The surrounding flames began to weaken, and a human silhouette slowly emerged from the curtain of fire.
The Vengeance Demon's flames did not cause any damage to the Angel; even the single wing on his back was intact, and not a single scorch mark could be seen on the feathers.
He took a deep breath, and the surrounding flames actually swirled continuously toward his nose, swallowing the Hellfire completely in the blink of an eye.
"Not bad, quite a kick."
The scene was dead silent; everyone was stunned.
Seriously, big brother, are you smoking here?
"Roar!!"
The Vengeance Demon roared and struggled with all his might, only to find the other's hands were as immovable as iron hoops.
Darian grinned: "Try mine, it has an even bigger kick."
In an instant, his hands also surged with raging flames, spreading up the Vengeance Demon's arms and rapidly covering the entire skeleton.
Then a bizarre scene occurred.
When this fire touched the Hellfire on the Vengeance Demon, it didn't merge like normal flames, but instead kept devouring the Hellfire.
The Hellfire was originally ignited by the Vengeance Demon's rage; after more than half was devoured, the Vengeance Demon actually regained a shred of sanity.
Feeling his power draining, he spoke in shock: "How is this possible!?"
Darian chuckled: "It's simple, because my strange fire ranks higher than yours."
Vengeance Demon: "?"
As the Hellfire was crazily devoured, the Hellfire on the Vengeance Demon grew weaker and weaker.
His size began to shrink, flesh and blood grew back on his bones, and eventually, he disengaged from the Susanoo state, returning to his original human form, collapsing to the ground with exhaustion, his breath weak, lacking even the strength to lift a hand.
In less than a moment, the Suicide Squad's strongest combatant was down.
"What... thing are you?"
Colonel Flag asked cautiously.
Actually, he wanted to ask what kind of person the other party was, but this person clearly looked far from human and close to a god, so he changed it to what thing.
Darian's face darkened.
What do you mean by what thing am I?
Should he answer that he is not a thing, or admit that he is a thing?
Darian looked at them with unfriendly eyes: "And what things are you?"
Colonel Flag answered honestly: "We are an action team sent by A.R.G.U.S., a special government department, specifically to handle this crisis."
If it were an ordinary person, he certainly wouldn't reveal any information, otherwise A.R.G.U.S. and Amanda Waller would not let him off.
But this person in front of him is different; it's obvious he has a massive background, bigger than the American government by who knows how many times; mere A.R.G.U.S. and Amanda Waller are nothing.
Anyone with a brain knows how to choose.
Didn't you see that the bunch of villains from the Suicide Squad didn't dare to talk trash, all shrinking their necks and desperately trying to lower their presence, fearing they might attract the other party's attention and bring upon a righteous judgment?
Darian waved his hand: "Then your operation can be canceled; the BOSS inside has been claimed by us, The Seven."
"The Seven?"
Colonel Flag was stunned and asked tentatively: "May I ask which member of The Seven you are?"
"Omni-Man."
Darian retracted his wings and switched to the ultron armor, which was the familiar appearance of Omni-Man.
Colonel Flag secretly sucked in a cold... hot breath.
A.R.G.U.S. had conducted danger assessments on all known superhumans, including those Superheroes.
For A.R.G.U.S., Superheroes are also potential threats, essentially no different from supercriminals, carrying the risk of losing control at any time.
And in their files, Omni-Man's danger level is the highest, a cut above even Superman.
But now it seems they still underestimated Darian.
No wonder the other party could defeat that mysterious Angel and the Son of Satan; turns out he isn't human either!
Colonel Flag's voice trembled a bit: "This... I have to ask my superior."
Darian said kindly: "No matter who you ask, the result is the same. I am not discussing this with you, but ordering you. Do you understand?"
Colonel Flag's face stiffened.
Why does this Superhero look even more terrifying when he smiles than that bunch of villains behind him?
Deadshot couldn't help but interject: "Umm, it's not that we don't want to leave, but we can't. That damn woman implanted nano-bombs inside us. If we don't complete the mission, we'll still die."
Darian said disdainfully: "Manipulating others' lives at will, truly a despicable tactic."
While speaking, he flicked several balls of light toward the Suicide Squad.
"Alright, now you are no longer under her control."
Captain Boomerang looked happy: "Did you destroy the nano-bombs inside us?"
Darian chuckled: "Oh no, I took away the control of the nano-bombs. Now your lives are in my hands, and you have to obediently follow my orders."
Everyone: "..."
You aren't any better either!
The Suicide Squad thought they had successfully escaped control, but it turned out they just swapped slave masters.
And it's an Hero slave master, damn it!
The light balls were just special effects; in reality, Ultron had acted, directly seizing control of the nano-bombs.
One second they were Amanda Waller's Suicide Squad, and now they are Darian's Suicide Squad.
Colonel Flag looked at his controller and found that the control permissions were truly gone; his face was as ugly as if he had swallowed a live fly.
Amanda Waller had him oversee the Suicide Squad's execution of orders, but the mission hadn't even started and the Suicide Squad was snatched away.
After returning, he will likely have to say goodbye to the front lines and transfer to the archives to retire.
At this moment, the communicator in Darian's ear rang.
Bruce's voice cut in: "Omni-Man, what's the situation on your end?"
When grouped up, they all addressed each other by code names to avoid slipping up and exposing their true identities.
As for why they didn't use the chat group to communicate, the communicator was mainly more convenient; only important information was sent via the chat group.
Darian replied immediately: "I have entered Midway City and encountered the Suicide Squad sent by Amanda Waller. I greeted them in passing. How is the investigation on your end?"
"Worse than expected."
Bruce didn't care about the Suicide Squad at all; eight out of ten were old acquaintances he had sent to prison himself, not worth mentioning.
He said seriously: "Right now, Enchantress and Incubus are in the city center. Incubus is continuously slaughtering civilians on the outskirts, while Enchantress is in a plaza, transforming the captured humans into a special kind of monster. These monsters have no independent thought, obey her commands completely, and are extremely aggressive."
He had deployed a large number of drones to cover the sky over Midway City, quickly collecting useful information and sending several clips to the chat group.
The footage showed a woman glowing with an eerie green light using magic to control a large group of civilians, holding their faces one by one to transmit via saliva.
Every human she kissed would have their body rapidly twist and expand within seconds, bones flipping out from under the skin, flesh hardening into a gray carapace, eventually turning into a hideous flying monster.
Darian narrowed his eyes: "If I'm not mistaken, this monster should be a biological weapon called a Parademon. Once they form a scale, I'm afraid it will cause quite a bit of trouble."
Parademons are the largest cannon fodder army under Darkseid's command and also the lowest-ranking troop type.
Their individual strength isn't strong, but their advantage lies in the extremely low production threshold; they can produce troops without limit to steamroll. Not to mention covering the entire Earth, but at least swamping an entire city is easy, somewhat similar to the Chitauri soldiers that appeared in the Battle of New York.
However, Enchantress's troop production efficiency is clearly not as terrifying as the original assembly line.
Darian was a bit puzzled.
Why do these female villains all like to turn others into their own kind through kissing? Is it just because they are all green?
"Regardless, we must stop her operation as soon as possible."
Bruce said in a deep voice: "The Flash has arrived in Midway City and, in coordination with the drones' thermal detection, is moving all civilians in the city center at the fastest speed."
After Bruce's hellish training, Barry can now safely transport ordinary people at super speed; at least he won't turn people into an indescribable blob.
"Wonder Woman has already found the Incubus and is currently engaged in battle with it. As for me, I will go with you to stop Enchantress; we will meet at the plaza."
"Okay!"
Darian nodded and looked at the Suicide Squad: "Congratulations, you have been requisitioned. See those monsters flying in the sky? Your mission is to take them out, every single one."
Deadshot smiled awkwardly: "You think too highly of us; we are no match for those monsters."
The others followed by nodding frantically.
In normal times, anyone who dared to call them weak would get angry, but now they are the weakest, and no one's words carry weight!
Darian casually flicked out several balls of Hellfire, attaching them to the Suicide Squad's weapons respectively.
In an instant, everyone's equipment underwent an astonishing change; the whole thing was wrapped in flames, the style became cold, hard, and sharp, and the look was extremely arrogant.
Harley looked down at the baseball bat in her hand, which was burning with raging flames and covered in sharp spikes, her eyes sparkling.
"Wow! I love this new toy to death!"
Besides her baseball bat, there was Captain Boomerang's boomerang, Deadshot's firearms, and Killer Croc's... pants, all strengthened by Hellfire.
As for the Vengeance Demon, he didn't need strengthening anymore; it wouldn't be as practical as Deadshot spouting a few lines.
Everyone looked at their brand-new weapons, pleasantly surprised.
It's so damn cool!
Darian waved his hand: "You have been strengthened, go ahead and send them off. As long as you complete the mission, I can consider removing your nano-bombs."
"Really!?"
The entire Suicide Squad's eyes lit up.
If you put it that way, I'm getting motivated!
Darian didn't waste any more words with them and took off immediately, rushing toward the city center at an extremely high speed.
Seeing this demon... ah no, this Angel finally left, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Following that, the entire Suicide Squad turned in unison toward Colonel Flag, their smiles warm and innocent.
Colonel Flag's skin crawled: "I warn you, don't you dare mess around."
"Look at what you're saying, we are villains. If we don't mess around, are we still villains?"
Colonel Flag: "..."
You make so much sense, I actually can't refute that.
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