2111 Batman, Who Has Never Used a Gun, and Stark, Despicable Plagiarist

In fact, it didn't take Big Baby Stark more than a minute to appear in front of Luke.

The moment he saw the two energy Gatlings that Knight was holding, the tycoon understood what Bruce had meant about the question he had asked a long time ago.

Back when he knew Bruce, who was called Batman, he had been curious about how good this person was at shooting.

Hm, actually, Tony wanted to rely on Jarvis's trajectory calculations to suppress Batman in marksmanship.

Unfortunately, at that time, Luke had only replied with a smile, "Guess," and the matter had remained a mystery to the tycoon.

Now that Knight was holding two Gatling guns, there was no way Tony would think that he wasn't good at shooting.

In battle, one could only overestimate Knight if they didn't want to be slapped in the face.

After all, even the physical injuries which Knight sustained from Killian blowing himself up were nothing more than minor handicaps that 'grew back' in one month.

If Tony had to deal with a physical disability, his first choice would be to attach a life-like prosthetic.

Until then, nobody had known that Knight could regenerate limbs, and could even help others do the same.

Even the hole in Tony's chest had been repaired with credit points a long time later.

Compared with regenerating broken limbs, it wasn't hard to believe that Batman, who never used a gun, was good at shooting.

Tony just frowned. "Are you taking these out to steal Rhodes's title as War Machine?"

Luke chuckled and flew up lightly. "No, but it won't be a waste to show him what a real war machine should look like, right?"

Tony silently observed a moment of silence for his good friend Rhodes, before he slowly rose into the air. "Hm, you're right. So, show me?"

Luke said, "As you wish."

As soon as he said that, he reached the door, and his thrusters increased in power.

After rising dozens of meters into the air, Luke flew forward.

Tony consciously rose higher so that he had a better view of the Dark Knight's first shooting performance.

Even though he reacted so quickly, he still missed the beginning.

Almost the moment Luke charged forward, the Gatling guns in his hands exploded with light.

The yellow-orange energy bullets weren't like ordinary chains of bullets, and really seemed to dance in the air.

The four-armed monster vanguard that was already approaching the fringes of Wakanda's city district suddenly came under fire.

Every four-armed monster that was hit had a 'fair distribution' of two to three energy bullets.

Most of the heads of these tenacious living weapons exploded, while some could only lie on the ground and scream, and lost the ability to attack the city.

At the same time, hundreds of robots equipped with all sorts of gear appeared on the edges of the city district and fired wildly.

These were all second- and third-tier members whom Luke had recruited into the Justice League or the PDD, or rather, the 'reserve players.'

These second- and third-tier members weren't very strong or disciplined. Facing Thanos's army head-on would be courting death, but it wasn't a problem to just use the robots to provide firepower support.

In the face of this sudden barrage of fierce firepower, Thanos's ground troops came to a halt, like a tidal wave stopping at its peak.

Of course, Luke was the most terrifying.

The purpose of the energy Gatling gun was the same as that of an ordinary Gatling gun: to increase firepower output in a short period of time.

Although Luke had slight OCD and habitually pursued accuracy at a lower shooting rate, 1,000 shots per minute was already the lowest speed for an energy Gatling gun.

His main body and the other clones had yet to participate in the battle yet. As the strongest, the Level 3 clone consumed most of his brainpower.

In just a few seconds, Knight reached the front line of the four-armed monsters.

At that moment, he was less than a kilometer away from them.

At that distance, it only took the blink of an eye for an energy bullet to hit its target.

The four-armed monsters barely had time to move, and it didn't take even a tenth of the brainpower required to calculate his shots at this distance.

The yellow-orange energy bullets plowed through the front line of the four-armed monsters.

The monsters instantly exploded like balloons, leaving indescribable splatters on the ground.

When Tony came out and saw the situation on the battlefield, he was instantly dumbstruck.

From his vantage point, it was as if Luke was waving two extremely long 'laser sickles' as he harvested the four-armed monsters.

These savage monsters who weren't afraid of death couldn't resist at all. They fell one after another, no different from straw under a farmer's sickle.

He froze for more than ten seconds, before he was roused by a stray bullet. He couldn't help but complain, "Bruce, if this is how you're going to do it, what do you need me for?"

In fact, the tycoon could do a lot of things… but it wouldn't be this cool.

Even if he was stronger than an ordinary person, he couldn't compare with a cheat whose stats exceeded 140.

Luke said calmly, "It's fine. I trust you."

Tony felt both helpless and pleased.

But before he could say anything, Luke said, "Just take out whatever you have on you."

Tony: …

He really had nothing to say to that.

Both the Avengers and the Justice League knew that a certain tycoon had always been a show-off.

Even when putting on a show of infighting, he could blow up a large part of an airport in Berlin. Now that they were in Wakanda, would he bother to protect the environment and the African grasslands?

Sure enough, after Luke's jab, the tycoon no longer tried to hide his destructive nature.

The back of his brand new nanosuit suddenly unfolded into multiple energy cannons, which lit up.

A few seconds later, dozens of orange energy cannons shot into the sky, and hundreds of Thanos's fighter planes exploded.

What was even more unbelievable was that after some of the energy cannons shot through the fighter planes, they also hit two big worm battleships in the sky.

Before the two big worm battleships could react, they were half-crippled by this sneak attack.

Smoke billowed out from their hulls, and explosions rang out nonstop as they fell.

Tony snorted resentfully. "Down you go!"

Dozens of energy cannons were trained on the two battleships that were struggling on the brink of death.

This time, the big worm battleships were no longer lucky, and were blown to pieces in the air, turning into huge fireworks.

Tony was finally satisfied. Knight was too good at fighting the ground troops, so Tony could only magnify the fireworks for a bigger visual impact.

Sure enough, many of the superheroes who had been paying attention to this side were impressed by Tony's move, and the young Ursa Minor members couldn't help but express their envy in the chat.

Suddenly, Ivan sent a message. "You're despicable, Stark, you copied me again. There's no way you can double your output otherwise!"