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Chapter 412 Bat Armor
Batman is just a human, but his opponents are not all ordinary people. Mutant monsters, mad scientists, and even aliens—these enemies' physical functions far surpass his own, or they possess troublesome special abilities.
When facing these opponents, Batman, being an ordinary human, often suffers in the initial encounters, but when facing the same opponent for the second time, he can easily defeat them, and even deal with multiple opponents at the same time with ease.
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"
During the charge, Batman raised his hand and threw three batarangs. Through superb throwing technology, coupled with Wayne Tech's enhancements, these three batarangs actually flew towards Timäus from three different angles.
Timäus showed disdain, holding a shield in her left hand and a sword in her right hand. Without stopping her footsteps, she used both hands to deflect the batarangs flying towards her.
Although it seemed that Timäus's speed had not slowed down, as if she had not been affected, because the purpose of the batarangs wasn't to inflict damage on the enemy. Using batarangs to attack opponents, whether the opponent dodges or blocks, is beneficial to Batman.
If the opponent dodges, Batman not only negates their attack but can also capitalize on the opening to pursue. If they block, Batman disrupts their attack rhythm.
Neither of them stopped their footsteps. By the time Timäus deflected the last batarang, the distance between them was only an arm's length. Even if Timäus swung her sword at top speed at this point, a hastily formed attack would be significantly weaker.
Avoiding the sword's edge, Batman raised his hand and used the blade on his gauntlet to firmly parry Timäus's sword. Capitalizing on her attempt to retract her sword, he landed a punch on Timäus's nose.
"Oof!"
While Amazonians aren't human, these humanoid creatures resemble humans in appearance. Moreover, the opponent is not a demigod like Diana. Even if their defenses surpass ordinary people, they are still limited.
Enhanced by the Batsuit, even Solomon Grundy would feel pain from a punch from Batman, let alone a mere Amazonian.
Batman pressed his advantage, raising his fist and delivering a flurry of punches, turning Timäus's delicate nose into a swollen mess. Enraged, Timäus raised her leg to kick Batman in the waist.
Knowing he couldn't withstand the kick directly, Batman released the blade on his gauntlet, protected his waist, and used the momentum of Timäus's kick to increase the distance between them. The force of the kick surprised Batman, and he rolled across the ground to dissipate most of the impact.
Secretly shaking his numb arm, Batman had intended to throw a few explosive batarangs while creating distance, but her strength was truly astonishing. Even her hasty counterattack numbed Batman's defending arm, causing him to miss his chance to throw batarangs.
"I'll chop you to pieces!" Timäus was furious. How long had it been since she'd been made to look so foolish? She vowed to tear the human before her limb from limb.
But this was all a facade. Was Timäus angry? The answer was, undoubtedly, yes. Being struck in the face repeatedly by an enemy with far inferior physical ability would enrage anyone. But Timäus knew that impotent rage was useless. In battle, everything must become a means of attack.
Anger was no exception. Everyone knew anger could cloud reason. At such times, opponents become vulnerable. So Timäus chose to disguise herself with anger, feigning weakness to lure her enemy, waiting for Batman to lower his guard and then strike decisively.
But she faced Batman, a man with eyes in the back of his head. He might do many things, but lowering his guard against an enemy was not one of them.
Quietly pressing a button on his belt, Batman hooked a finger at Timäus, the provocation clear.
Timäus sneered inwardly, but outwardly maintained her enraged facade and charged towards Batman. But as she charged halfway, a feeling of impending doom welled up in her heart, and goosebumps erupted across her skin.
Instinctively, she halted her footsteps. A black shadow plummeted from the air, crashing onto the ground with a deafening boom, shattering the ground and sending up a cloud of smoke.
Timäus broke out in a cold sweat. Though she didn't know what had fallen, the sheer force of the impact made it clear that continuing her charge would be disastrous.
Fear of the unknown put Timäus on high alert in place. The fate of her compatriot who had rashly entered the smoke was still fresh in her mind. Timäus, who considered herself superior to those compatriot, wouldn't repeat their mistake.
Batman wouldn't keep her waiting long. Even before the smoke fully cleared, Timäus spotted a flicker of red light within. Before she could react, a towering black figure burst through the smoke and stood before her.
In a panic, Timäus only registered the opponent's scarlet V-shaped eyes and the massive Bat Symbol emblazoned on its chest.
Timäus instinctively raised her shield, but the opponent's massive fist slammed into it, sending her flying backwards. She crashed into a nearby car, overturning it, and found herself trapped within the wreckage.
Struggling to extricate herself from the car, Timäus finally saw the monster charging towards her. Pitch-black plating covered the entire armor, and scarlet electric current crackled around the opened gauntlet. This was the armor Batman had specifically designed for small-scale war and superhuman threats – the Justice Buster Armor.
This armor had been destroyed in a previous encounter with the Court of Owls assassin – Talon. But this armor, which Batman considered his most practical design, had naturally been rebuilt long ago.
Moreover, based on information gathered from the Talon encounter, Batman had comprehensively upgraded the Justice Buster Armor, removing some impractical function and adding several new ones.
For instance, the armor's power output had been significantly increased. The armor, once overwhelmed by five or six Talon, could now contend with Hawkman. Sending an Amazonian flying with a punch was now a simple matter.
Timäus gritted her teeth, wanting to charge Batman again, but Mero, who had appeared at her side, stopped her.
"Don't be reckless, Timäus. This is not an opponent you can face alone." Mero's face was solemn. "We need to hunt him together. This will be our most challenging hunt yet."
Through the armor's onboard computer, Batman noticed the Amazonian he'd just knocked down had risen and, without a word, they had formed an encirclement around him.
Like an encirclement for hunting beasts.
(End of Chapter)
Batman is just a human, but his opponents are not all ordinary people. Mutant monsters, mad scientists, and even aliens—these enemies' physical functions far surpass his own, or they possess troublesome special abilities.
When facing these opponents, Batman, being an ordinary human, often suffers in the initial encounters, but when facing the same opponent for the second time, he can easily defeat them, and even deal with multiple opponents at the same time with ease.
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"
During the charge, Batman raised his hand and threw three batarangs. Through superb throwing technology, coupled with Wayne Tech's enhancements, these three batarangs actually flew towards Timäus from three different angles.
Timäus showed disdain, holding a shield in her left hand and a sword in her right hand. Without stopping her footsteps, she used both hands to deflect the batarangs flying towards her.
Although it seemed that Timäus's speed had not slowed down, as if she had not been affected, because the purpose of the batarangs wasn't to inflict damage on the enemy. Using batarangs to attack opponents, whether the opponent dodges or blocks, is beneficial to Batman.
If the opponent dodges, Batman not only negates their attack but can also capitalize on the opening to pursue. If they block, Batman disrupts their attack rhythm.
Neither of them stopped their footsteps. By the time Timäus deflected the last batarang, the distance between them was only an arm's length. Even if Timäus swung her sword at top speed at this point, a hastily formed attack would be significantly weaker.
Avoiding the sword's edge, Batman raised his hand and used the blade on his gauntlet to firmly parry Timäus's sword. Capitalizing on her attempt to retract her sword, he landed a punch on Timäus's nose.
"Oof!"
While Amazonians aren't human, these humanoid creatures resemble humans in appearance. Moreover, the opponent is not a demigod like Diana. Even if their defenses surpass ordinary people, they are still limited.
Enhanced by the Batsuit, even Solomon Grundy would feel pain from a punch from Batman, let alone a mere Amazonian.
Batman pressed his advantage, raising his fist and delivering a flurry of punches, turning Timäus's delicate nose into a swollen mess. Enraged, Timäus raised her leg to kick Batman in the waist.
Knowing he couldn't withstand the kick directly, Batman released the blade on his gauntlet, protected his waist, and used the momentum of Timäus's kick to increase the distance between them. The force of the kick surprised Batman, and he rolled across the ground to dissipate most of the impact.
Secretly shaking his numb arm, Batman had intended to throw a few explosive batarangs while creating distance, but her strength was truly astonishing. Even her hasty counterattack numbed Batman's defending arm, causing him to miss his chance to throw batarangs.
"I'll chop you to pieces!" Timäus was furious. How long had it been since she'd been made to look so foolish? She vowed to tear the human before her limb from limb.
But this was all a facade. Was Timäus angry? The answer was, undoubtedly, yes. Being struck in the face repeatedly by an enemy with far inferior physical ability would enrage anyone. But Timäus knew that impotent rage was useless. In battle, everything must become a means of attack.
Anger was no exception. Everyone knew anger could cloud reason. At such times, opponents become vulnerable. So Timäus chose to disguise herself with anger, feigning weakness to lure her enemy, waiting for Batman to lower his guard and then strike decisively.
But she faced Batman, a man with eyes in the back of his head. He might do many things, but lowering his guard against an enemy was not one of them.
Quietly pressing a button on his belt, Batman hooked a finger at Timäus, the provocation clear.
Timäus sneered inwardly, but outwardly maintained her enraged facade and charged towards Batman. But as she charged halfway, a feeling of impending doom welled up in her heart, and goosebumps erupted across her skin.
Instinctively, she halted her footsteps. A black shadow plummeted from the air, crashing onto the ground with a deafening boom, shattering the ground and sending up a cloud of smoke.
Timäus broke out in a cold sweat. Though she didn't know what had fallen, the sheer force of the impact made it clear that continuing her charge would be disastrous.
Fear of the unknown put Timäus on high alert in place. The fate of her compatriot who had rashly entered the smoke was still fresh in her mind. Timäus, who considered herself superior to those compatriot, wouldn't repeat their mistake.
Batman wouldn't keep her waiting long. Even before the smoke fully cleared, Timäus spotted a flicker of red light within. Before she could react, a towering black figure burst through the smoke and stood before her.
In a panic, Timäus only registered the opponent's scarlet V-shaped eyes and the massive Bat Symbol emblazoned on its chest.
Timäus instinctively raised her shield, but the opponent's massive fist slammed into it, sending her flying backwards. She crashed into a nearby car, overturning it, and found herself trapped within the wreckage.
Struggling to extricate herself from the car, Timäus finally saw the monster charging towards her. Pitch-black plating covered the entire armor, and scarlet electric current crackled around the opened gauntlet. This was the armor Batman had specifically designed for small-scale war and superhuman threats – the Justice Buster Armor.
This armor had been destroyed in a previous encounter with the Court of Owls assassin – Talon. But this armor, which Batman considered his most practical design, had naturally been rebuilt long ago.
Moreover, based on information gathered from the Talon encounter, Batman had comprehensively upgraded the Justice Buster Armor, removing some impractical function and adding several new ones.
For instance, the armor's power output had been significantly increased. The armor, once overwhelmed by five or six Talon, could now contend with Hawkman. Sending an Amazonian flying with a punch was now a simple matter.
Timäus gritted her teeth, wanting to charge Batman again, but Mero, who had appeared at her side, stopped her.
"Don't be reckless, Timäus. This is not an opponent you can face alone." Mero's face was solemn. "We need to hunt him together. This will be our most challenging hunt yet."
Through the armor's onboard computer, Batman noticed the Amazonian he'd just knocked down had risen and, without a word, they had formed an encirclement around him.
Like an encirclement for hunting beasts.
(End of Chapter)
