Chapter 20: The Final Battle

　　In the Eternal Winter Ridge, the cold wind howled, the star cores flickered, and the cries from the Rift were as mournful and mournful as the vengeful ghosts from hell. The cruelty and ruthlessness of the inhuman creatures were colder than ice and snow.

　　The clown sat high on the stage, forcing a vicious smile.

　　Player: "What are our team members?"

　　System: "Main C: Seele, secondary C: Sylva, support for pulling the bar: Bronya, and support for shield: Jeppard."

　　The player pounded the ground. “Damn it! Why didn’t I bring Pella to reduce defense? I’m running out of combat skill points! Aaaaaaaaa!”

　　System: "Wake up, you think this is Yalilo No. 6, and you're still playing a turn-based game here. Now you have to rely on a big sister of the Lower City, a Beloberg guard officer, a rock singer, and a Silver Mane Iron Guard commander to fight a Mother of Illusion who has received the power of the star core."

　　"Are there any messengers among them?"

　　"Of course not. Four mortals fighting a monster that can freeze the entire planet and create a new world, is that exciting?"

　　The player's eyes went dark.

　　Batman had no idea of ​​the player's thoughts. He appeared in the Batplane as planned, with a Robin tied to the passenger seat.

　　"Oh, my dear little bat, I finally waited for you. You don't know what I have been through to perform this drama well..."

　　The clown was wiping the corners of his eyes with a rag in a pretentious manner, and he even pretended to raise his little finger. He blew his nose hard like a lady. If he looked very fragile from a distance, you would be scared out of your wits by the malice in his eyes if you looked closely.

　　The coldness and cruelty in his eyes were almost innately simple, plain and pure. He just wanted everyone to die. It seemed that the methods of the Star Core had indeed tortured him severely, and his spiritual realm was approaching that of the Legion of Destruction.

　　"Oh my God, for you, I learned the entire history of Beloberg. Ugh, it's really, so disgusting. Ugh..." The clown really vomited in front of everyone.

　　According to the analysis of his vomit, he should have eaten an old baguette from the old weapons testing ground, which unfortunately entered the clown's stomach after lying in the ice and snow for half a century. He felt powerless as if he had been defiled even after being dead for more than 50 years.

　　"You guy..." Bronya was very angry. How dare anybody insult the martyrs of Beloberg in front of her? She wanted to stick the tip of the gun into his nostrils!

　　It's no wonder the Joker behaves like this. The illusion would trigger a person's vomiting mechanism. Moreover, the environments of successive great guardians created by the system are more glorious and righteous than the last. The Joker is almost wilted by his high morale and fearless spirit. It's a stress response of a dark B being exposed to strong sunlight.

　　The Batplane suddenly accelerated and dived.

　　Regardless of whether the Joker's vomiting is a trap or not, Batman has to try this loophole. If it succeeds, everyone will be happy. If it fails, let the Joker try the human body's limit to receive the fighter jet with his bare hands.

　　Batman's scientific research spirit is worthy of praise, and the Joker's avoidance of science is also worthy of our contempt. The speed of the Batplane was so fast that it only took a moment, but before the wing hit the Joker, an ice spear steadily caught the blow.

　　Bronya and Silva's pupils constricted at the same time, while Jeppard and Seele clenched their teeth.

　　"Mother, it's really you..." Bronya looked at the person who slowly walked out from behind the scenes in dismay.

　　The previous great guardian, Cocolia.

　　"Bronya, my daughter, you have betrayed my trust."

　　The woman with golden curly hair who was standing high above pronounced the verdict. In one hand she held an ice-blue spear and easily blocked the charge of a plane. With her other hand she casually nailed another spear to the ground and then inserted it into her waist.

　　The last person to do this was Superman.

　　"You are mother and daughter? This is really big news!" After the clown vomited, he burst into laughter in surprise and joy. It was hard for players not to believe that this guy was so hysterical just to take back the C position on the stage.

　　"Cocolia, you betrayed Beloberg!" Shiluwa suddenly stepped forward and shouted in the voice of a rock singer. She stared into Cocolia's eyes, trying to see a trace of hesitation in them.

　　But Kokolia just glanced at them mercilessly, as if Xiluwa was just dust: "Sisters and brothers of the Langdao family? Unfortunately, there is no place for you in the new world."

　　The ruler of the frozen world was busy announcing the result. She flicked the tip of her gun and brushed away the bats and flies that were in the way. There was not much spirit in her eyes. Bronya knew that this was just an illusion that reproduced part of her mother's consciousness.

　　"Wow, this is such a touching scene. Uncle Clown is about to cry," the clown wiped away the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes, "But! Uncle Clown is the protagonist of this drama!"

　　He unveiled the curtain behind him, revealing the controller hidden behind him: "Dang, dang, dang! Big surprise!"

　　Densely packed time bombs were tied to the controller. The clown lifted up his clothes and dots of red light flashed on his body - this madman had tied himself with bombs all over his body.

　　Player: "It's a bomb again. Can he be a little more creative? If people tell others about it, they will think that Gotham's villains are not good enough."

　　System: "You almost blew him to death in the test site. It's good that he can stick to his villain aesthetics after finding the star core."

　　In short, the Joker loves bombs deeply. In response, Jeppard throws off his cape and strides forward:

　　"Ice and snow forged this ambition, and it will never end!"

　　The imaginary power of protection gathered at one point, and Jeppard hammered his right hand on the ground with great momentum. The power of protection spread out, and even Tim, who was tied to the co-pilot of the fighter plane, vaguely saw an ice-blue stone tablet.

　　System: Jeppard has given all his characters a shield of 3,000 points. To make the calculation easier, let's treat it as a bomb that offsets one point of the shield value. Each bomb will restore 5 points of Jeppard's energy.

　　Player: Okay, okay, I like this kind of numerical planning.

　　"Is this the power of preservation?"

　　Batman carefully felt the amber light that suddenly appeared on his body. It seemed that Beloberg was able to hold on, to some extent, because of the influence of the guardian star god, the Amber King. What was the relationship between him and the Greek gods...

　　Batman didn't have much time to think, and it was Bronya's turn next: "Please give me a hand!"

　　The rest of the people present were shocked, but Bronya was not finished yet: "To protect and defend, defeat them!"

　　System: Bronya has increased the critical damage and speed of everyone. Since we have broken the shackles of the turn-based system, the bonus is not limited to the number of turns.

　　Player: Praise the system!

　　"Ice and snow will bury you!" Cocolia raised her hands and released them. Two huge spears made of ice and snow fell from the sky and stabbed into the place where Bronya and others had gathered before. The terrifying energy overflowed. If it weren't for the shield that Jeppard had put up in advance and Bronya's acceleration, they would have been either dead or injured.

　　Even so, everyone still lost a thousand shield points.

　　Player: Hang the numerical planner on the pillar of creation for me! How to play without Cocolia?

　　The Joker stood there awkwardly with explosives tied all over his body, watching the local wealthy families of Beloberg (Xier: You are talking nonsense) fighting with each other over a feud that spanned two generations.

　　"Okay, okay, I knew that a poor boy from outside the area would not be liked by the locals, so he could only play with the little bats who were also from outside the area~"

　　He vented his anger by detonating a button on the controller.

　　The roar of the explosion seemed inconspicuous in the wind and snow, at least not as impressive as the momentum of Cocolia throwing the ice spear and the sound of Shiluva's rock shock, but everyone cast their eyes over at the same time -

　　After the smoke cleared, a controller with one line severed appeared in front of everyone.

　　The star core burst out with light again, and the energy gathered on Cocolia, deepening her connection with the Rift.

　　"This is His power!" Cocolia shouted, continuously throwing down ice spears. These ice spears could resonate with each other, and the shield value on his body would drop with each impact.

　　"The power of the star core is increasing. We can't let the Joker continue to explode." Bronya said. She held her weapon and looked worriedly at Seele as she shuttled through the forest of ice spears like a butterfly, constantly attacking these cold spears to minimize their resonance.

　　Jeppard guarded Shiluwa with the defense device transformed from his sister's violin case, while Shiluwa kept trying to attack Cocolia's body with lightning.

　　At this time, they were already overwhelmed by Cocolia's attack, and the only one who could stop the Joker was Batman flying in the sky.

　　Bruce and Tim both saw this scene.

　　"B, let me out," Tim suggested from the passenger seat.

　　Bat Daddy refused coldly: "No, don't even think about it."

　　Tim analyzed patiently: "First, I have the power of protection shared by Jeppard. According to the information we obtained when watching the battle just now, we can infer that this power is enough to resist the largest-yield bomb;"

　　"Secondly, if we all hide in the Batfighter, it will definitely anger the Joker and make him release more star core power. We have all seen Cocolia's attack power. She is even comparable to a Superman!"

　　"third……"

　　Before he could finish his explanation, Batman interrupted him: "Third, you are afraid that I will lose control when facing the Joker, right?"

　　Tim bit his lower lip nervously: "So I have to go down."

　　Batman shook his head: "No, I'll go down, you drive the Batplane."

　　"But wouldn't that let the Joker succeed? He just wants to keep irritating you!" Robin retorted loudly. He would rather sacrifice his own life than see Batman being pulled down from the altar by the Joker's conspiracy.

　　"So it's all up to you, Robin." Batman said calmly, "I'll hand over the Batfighter to you. I'll go down and confront him and create a flaw for you. Do you remember our training?"

　　Seeing that Batman had made up his mind and could not be swayed, Tim could only agree: "I understand. I will pay attention to every moment on the battlefield until that moment."