I Become Deathstroke

Chapter 813: Chapter 769: Great Wisdom Appears Foolish

When the team had some downtime, Damian naturally took it upon himself to give his teammates some theory lessons. After all, you can’t face an enemy without knowing who they are, right?

The team needs to be able to recognize their opponents by their uniforms or appearances and also learn to distinguish between those who look similar.

We’ll start with something simple, like Atomic Skull and Phosphorus Skeleton—one glows purple and the other green. Doomsday and Parasite Demon—one is gray, the other purple.

After they master these simple ones, we move on to more difficult ones.

Such as the differences between Brainiac 1 through 13, the various versions of Bizarro, and the differences between Superman of the Otherworld and Superman of the Main World. freёweɓnovel.com

Courses like these.

Even though the teammates apparently weren’t listening too closely, they surely wouldn’t mistake the black-and-yellow-striped armor, as its warning colors are very striking, and Deathstroke’s reputation is well known.

The question is, which Deathstroke has arrived?

Others might not know, but according to Damian’s knowledge, the armor could be worn by five people nowadays.

The suspected Main World Deathstroke, his potential father; Deathstroke’s daughter Rose; the self-proclaimed Otherworldly Deathstroke from Origin Earth; the "Doctor of Holy Images" who invented the Holy Statue Armor and has a homosexual relationship with Deathstroke’s son.

Lastly, there’s Batman.

As a countermeasure against Deathstroke, Batman owns a set of Deathstroke’s equipment which he would wear at critical moments to stage an assassination of Deathstroke’s offspring.

Of course, Batman doesn’t kill; the assassination is a ruse to provoke Deathstroke’s offspring into taking on Deathstroke.

Old Deathstroke’s weakness is quite obvious—he has a wife and children, whom he loves deeply, making this exploitable by anyone.

And if you include shapeshifters like Mud Face or other mages, the possibilities increase even further.

Previously, Damian identified Batman and Wonder Woman by confirming all the divine artifacts on the Female Hero were genuine, and their speech and behavior exhibited no issues, confirming their authenticity.

Since they couldn’t confirm who the opponent was, the remaining four hunkered down in the house, quietly waiting, but as time went by, there was still no movement outside.

On the contrary, Damian felt increasing pressure; trapped here with limited options, who knew what the opponent was preparing outside?

If it really was Deathstroke coming for them, the more preparation time the opponent had, the more dangerous their situation.

"Spiral Bullet, open the way; Crush, follow up, we’re moving!"

Da Mi didn’t want to wait any longer. With their captured teammate’s situation unclear and this place being unsuitable for defense, even the slightest movement outside had them tense and alert like nervy birds.

Even the power poles bent by the flooding outside appeared ghostly under the eerie atmosphere. Continuing like this, they’d all be mentally crushed.

Might as well take advantage of their remaining wits and move to a more open terrain, using Red Arrow’s Poison Arrow against their opponent.

Deathstroke’s armor isn’t completely sealed, and Himeko has arrowheads that release a poisonous fog upon impact, numbing any skin contact.

Upon deciding on their method of attack, they’d rely on the strongest frontliner, Crush, to engage the opponent, while blue-skinned Billy would be the damage sponge with his well-defended alien armor.

As the four charged out of the room, Himeko seemed to wake up, getting excited. Facing the top assassin thrilled her as her bloodthirsty primal desires surged up.

However, they seemed to have forgotten that their charge speeds weren’t uniform.

Billy, using the Meat Cannon skill, was the fastest, followed by Himeko, then Crush, with Damian last.

He wasn’t fast to begin with, and at 1.3 meters, he had the short legs of a typical kid.

So in a 20-meter run, there was a fraction of a second gap between the second last and last.

So when the three rushed out the door, they looked back to find Damian missing....

"@#@￥!##!@!"

Crush, panting heavily, spun in place, pounding the ground furiously like a gorilla, mud splattering. While venting her stress, she began loudly cursing.

Billy Wu rolled his eyes. He knew long ago that Crush’s sharp tongue was coated in honey, but cursing now served no other purpose than to antagonize Deathstroke.

His eyes turned to Himeko. If Damian wasn’t in the team, the girl would take on the leadership role, something Damian had arranged ahead of time.

But now, Himeko’s upper half only showed a crazed smile. She appeared as if she were watching an entertaining spectacle, extremely excited, with bloodshot eyes.

She already had her bow in hand, several arrows nocked on the string, attentively scanning the surrounding buildings and trees, showing no inclination to command the team.

Spiral Bullet sighed deeply. With the two remaining experts in the team lost to their rage, they were doomed.

Although Billy appeared greasy and plump, with blue skin covered in acne, the very image of a typical couch potato, he was the team’s computer expert and was naturally well-informed on intelligence.

Given Deathstroke’s record, those who lost their reason when facing Deathstroke had a success rate of zero, and thus far, Deathstroke’s mission success rate remained at 100%.

Blue Fatty adjusted the yellow goggles on his nose with a thick finger, his expression turning serious as he spoke in a low voice.