Over the years, Crane has faithfully fulfilled the duties entrusted to him by Donny and sent some critical intelligence to Sebordin.

Although some information was named by Sebordin, for example, the surveillance blacklist William once made the clever Klein confused, and he could not find the meaning of such a task at all.

It was not until the answer was revealed that I suddenly realized it.

The same is true this time, Tony's limited and cautious surveillance has been carried out in secret.

Although Klein has not figured out what this "God Slayer" means.

"What can make Seboratan pay attention to today must be very terrible..." Klein started writing again.

...

Of course, Klein would not understand the meaning of "God Slayer". This is the strongest armor in Iron Man's history, and its status can rival Batman's Hell Armor.

This set of God-killer armor can destroy the millions of gods by just one punch. It is much more powerful than the anti-heaven armor. It is definitely a level 8 armor. As for which one is stronger than the hell armor, it is not easy to compare.

It is worth noting that this set of armor was not made by Tony himself, but Tony inherited the legacy of a super ancient civilization that almost killed all the universe gods through 451.

The God-Slayer Armor is the only remaining wealth left by this ancient civilization. This set of armor once slaughtered only a dozen gods left in the prosperous group of gods.

Such a terrifying war weapon is still a level eight weapon that can barely control with a mortal body like Tony. Sebordin doesn't care about it because he gets into the mind.

Level 8 is the supreme god in the multiverse. Even if it is placed in the realm of gods, level 8 is the lowest level that can protect itself and is the backbone.

Iron Man's God Slayer and Batman's Hell Armor have long been included in the highly concerned list and are waiting for an opportunity to occupy it.

It’s hard to say whether the Hell Armor will be born now, because the seventh elder in the Zhenglian League died and lost half of the loss because of Donnie. Hell bats are also due to difficult labor.

But the God Slayer is different. It is lying there quietly, waiting for 451 to take the chosen one to inherit it. Unfortunately, for various reasons, 451 chose the wrong goal, which made Tony unable to control the God Slayer at all.

This is the opportunity for Seborat.

...

Gotham City.

A rare sunny day.

The matter in New York has not attracted much attention from outsiders. Anyway, there are more artificial intelligence around Tony, and a mere humanoid robot is nothing.

Bruce is more concerned about the dynamics of the Sky Eye Club.

In the dark bat cave of Shaoguang, Bruce looked serious and tried to decipher the information intercepted from the Sky Eye Society. This process has been going on for many years. He could not believe in the Sky Eye Society and was eager to know what the Sky Eye Society or even the Star Seboratan was planning on Earth.

Bruce is not stupid. Many residents of Sebordinate planet appear frequently on the entire earth, such as Iceman, Baby's squad, Bumblebee, Smoke Screen and other Transformers, spending most of their time on Earth.

Moreover, Donny's attention to the earth was obviously too much, and Bruce stubbornly felt that there was something in it that he didn't know.

"Another investigation of nothing was found?" Alfred smiled and handed over a glass of boiled water.

"Stop making fun of me, Ah Fu, I will do it no matter how difficult it is." Bruce stopped the work in his hand and couldn't help but rub his eyebrows.

Indeed, another failed decipher, Sebordinate's encryption methods are upgrading every day, so fast that it is extremely difficult for Bruce to catch up with it.

Entering middle age, the Batman's body was also bloated - not the almost inevitable gain of weight as an office worker, but the increase of more large muscles and the body became stronger and stronger. The sensitivity may inevitably decrease, but considering the cost-effectiveness in combat, he has already declined sensitivity, choosing to increase muscles and strengthen his body is undoubtedly the right choice.

Batman has very strict requirements for himself, like a cold machine, wishing to count every cell in his body.

"Is there a new criminal in Gotham City?" Bruce took a sip and said lightly.

"On the contrary, everyone was so quiet during this period that it made me very uneasy, Master."

Alfred sat at another computer desk and quickly tapped a code to open an aerial view of the entire Gotham city.

"Especially the clown, every time he is silent for a long time, it will always bring even more terrible disasters. For example, the last clown virus almost destroyed Gotham! Last time, the clown got two nuclear bombs and was launched in just a few seconds. If it weren't for the smoke screen and inputting 90,000 sets of passwords in one breath and hitting the library, the world would be in chaos! Last time..."

Alfred said, like an old man who likes to break up the past and tell others about it.

But Bruce didn't want to hear this at all, and he had a headache when he mentioned the clown.

The clown, a madman with no bottom line, has been silent for so long and I don’t know what to plan anymore. Bruce has an ominous premonition in his heart.

…As Bruce worried, the clown has been busy lately, and he hooked up with someone who is worth his time.

Oh, don't get me wrong. It's not a clown girl, it's an old couple. The clown is not interested in being with the clown girl like a passionate love period.

"According to what I said, compared to these boring things, we should look at it longer-term..."

"Did you see this city filled with stench? What? The fragrance? Hey, don't use your superpowers, this fragrance is too strong and it's choking."

“…”

The clown surrounded someone, circling around, desperately bewitching them.

This little old man in a purple suit has short limbs, but his whole body seems to be enlarged. Although it seems to be similar to that of ordinary earthlings, his body proportions seem to be extremely inconsistent.

"I'm bored, I'm going to find Deadpool, he said he's going to take me to the editorial department to play."

The troublemaker put his hands on his hips with dissatisfied, closed one eye, stared at the clown with the other, and said dissatisfiedly: "Joker, your gameplay is outdated, the troublemaker has long been tired of playing! You are not as interesting as Deadpool!"

"Ha! Do you think so? I think so too! So, I have always had a bold idea and I play a lot! I just don't know if you dare~~" The clown jumped in place exaggeratedly, waving his arms desperately.

The troublemaker was indeed aroused by interest and said, "Speak quickly!"

"Before starting this game, let's make a bet first! Those who lose must give 99% of their own everything to those who win..." The clown smiled in a low voice.
Chapter completed!