Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The fact that such a strong enemy could also be injured gave them great encouragement. The few exchanged glances and continued to work diligently, using exquisite coordination to continuously inflict wounds on the Savage Wolf.
The Savage Wolf no longer had his previous arrogant demeanor. He wanted to single them out like before, but their coordination was much better than before. Once injured, they quickly retreated, and the others swiftly followed up. Not only could he not injure them, but he would instead expose his own flaws.
He wanted to rely on brute force to repel them all at once, but he no longer had that strength. From Metropolis to the Amazons to Atlantis, battling on many fronts had exhausted most of his stored physical strength, and he couldn't replenish his strength through photosynthesis. Although the others had been knocked down by the Power of Fear, they took the opportunity to recover some strength. In terms of power, he was already at a disadvantage.
Finally, when the Fire God Sword pierced his chest, Savage Wolf could not bear it anymore. He let out a long howl. Suddenly, a shadow covered the sky over Metropolis. A gigantic red spindle-shaped spaceship appeared over the East Coast.
Numerous Talons descended. The faces of the few members of the Justice League immediately sank. Damn it, they forgot he still had his army!
The others gritted their teeth, preparing to continue the final battle. Only Diana looked towards Metropolis with a sense of intuition. She knew Batman was coming soon.
Inside Wayne Manor, Bruce, bare-chested, picked up a Golden Apple and put it into his mouth. As a faint light flickered in his eyes, his figure began to change: the wrinkles on his face gradually disappeared, his brows became sharper, and his gaze more piercing.
More importantly, the numerous layers of scars on his upper body were fading bit by bit. His skin regained elasticity, the muscle contours became smoother, yet his imposing presence remained undiminished.
As the last white hair turned black, a younger and stronger Bruce Wayne appeared in the reflection of the glass. He slightly squinted his eyes, turning to walk towards the armor that shimmered with a blood-red glow.
After putting on the armor, he did not activate it immediately but placed a needle into his arm, then connected it to the built-in drug injection system—inside it was the concentrated solution of the Golden Apple he had just set up.
Without Magic Power to drive the Hell Bat Armor, it could only consume the user's Vitality, but the Golden Apple could replenish human Vitality.
That means, with enough Golden Apples, the Hell Bat Armor can be used indefinitely. And this was Bruce's plan.
The strength of this armor is beyond anyone's imagination, after all, it is one of the primary countermeasures of the Primary Universe Batman. After gaining Magic Energy, he further enhanced his output. Now, wearing the armor, Batman could even withstand Multiverse level catastrophes with his flesh. In this state, no one could again say Batman is merely a physically vulnerable ordinary person.
Unfortunately, the output generated by actively extracting Vitality isn't as potent as forcefully injecting vast amounts of Magic Energy. Bruce couldn't exploit the upper limit of the armor, but even just 70% was sufficient for a Planet-level crisis.
At this moment, the fierce battle on the beach was already incredibly brutal. Initially, both sides were holding onto their last bit of strength, but the sudden arrival of the Demon-like Army nearly exhausted all the strength of the Justice League.
The Fire God Sword hacked against the wing of a Talon, yet it didn't completely sever it, not because the sword wasn't sharp enough, but because the hand wielding it was trembling too severely.
Diana's arms seemed disobedient; now, even raising them was a struggle. In the moment of drawing her sword and turning, the claws of Savage Wolf clawed directly at her back.
Diana was knocked down, and as she rolled over, she felt excruciating pain from her back. She used all her remaining strength to try to get up, but more Talons directly overwhelmed her.
The others were the same. Arthur was dealing with Talons in the sea; although he had grasped the ocean's strongest power, he was not a Perpetual Motion Machine. He defeated a massive number of Talons, but neither he nor the golden trident were at their prime.
Ron couldn't even perform a Blink now, relying solely on Mars people's bodies, covered with countless scars, and had to rely on Hal to assist with defense.
Hal had previously gained a lot of Energy, but as the battle became increasingly unfavorable, he had to allocate much strength to heal his companions, even using most of his power for this purpose. He really didn't want to see Victor in such dire straits again.
But the struggle was in vain. Although Savage Wolf was also exhausted, the Demon-like Army was endless. They fell one after another, either being stamped into the sand or sinking into the deep sea. The half-kneeling Savage Wolf let out a low laugh.
"Hahaha... Justice League, is that all? I said no one can stop Darkseid..."
Suddenly, his smile stiffened on his face. For a touch of blood-red spread from the Metropolis skyline, then dyed half the sky.
Savage Wolf hadn't even seen that figure clearly before his entire body was sent flying—not just off the beach, but out of Earth.
The journey from the ground to near-Earth orbit was too brief, not exceeding two seconds. In a blink, the azure planet appeared beneath feet. And the figure emerging from the earth's light arc seemed to be cloaked in the darkness of the cosmos. The blood-red light emanating from the deep darkness, like a sharp blade, pierced everyone's eyes.
Savage Wolf widened his eyes. His Instinct told him the presence before him was incomparably mighty. He turned immediately to flee, yet his opponent's speed exceeded his reaction.
A meteor streaked across the sky. The descent from near-Earth orbit quickly ignited a raging fire on the two figures. With a "boom," a mushroom cloud made of water rose from the center of the Atlantic. Tens of thousands of square meters of seawater were propelled into the sky by the impact, clearing the surrounding sea area.
At the same moment, a massive crack opened in the earth's crust below the ocean. The fissure extended across the entire Atlantic. This blow, penetrating the crust, added another massive scar to Earth.
And the Savage Wolf, smashed in the center of the giant trench, had all his bones shattered. Then he was grabbed by that terrifying figure. The two of them burst out of the sea, blood gradually enveloping the entire body of the Savage Wolf under the horrified eyes of the crowd.
Large patches of skin flaked off, chunks of muscle fell into the water, and bones dissipated like powder. In a matter of seconds, the powerful monster that once crushed the entire Justice League was reduced to just a head.
But the life force of the Savage Wolf was extremely strong, even like this, he was not dead yet. And this played right into the hands—the figure directly brought the Savage Wolf over to the sky above that massive spaceship.
Another punch, and the spaceship was directly punctured. He descended into the main control room. The communication device was activated, and the projection of a tall figure with a Titan-like face appeared in the center of the round platform.
With a "bang," the head of the Savage Wolf was thrown in front of Darkseid.
Darkseid's pupils shrank the moment he saw Batman. Having become a multi-unity being, Darkseid recognized this as the Hell Bat Armor of the Primary Universe Batman, but he also recognized that the one driving this armor was not the Primary Universe Batman.
"Are you the source of the Dark Power?" Bruce asked.
"I am the Dark Monarch, Darkseid," answered but almost seemed not to answer. Darkseid paused for a moment then said, "You should know better than me, the origin of darkness in the cosmos is you, Batman."
"You know that's not what I'm talking about," Bruce knew he couldn't get more information from Darkseid, so he turned and left a message, "The multiverse dark calamity is about to strike, Darkseid. Your good days are numbered."
Bruce in armor flew out of the spaceship. Blood-red light spread wide from around him, countless Demon-like beings turned into one dried-up skeleton after another with screams, then turned into gray dust, adding a new layer of sand to the coast.
The jaws of the Justice League members were about to hit the ground. Watching Bruce slowly approach, they all took a few steps back.
"You, you, you... don't come over!" Hal fearfully shouted.
They couldn't fail to recognize that the design of this armor was somewhat like Batman. The issue was, is this the strength Batman should have? Wasn't Batman an ordinary human?!!
Aside from Diana and Ron, the rest of the Justice League perfectly missed Batman's peak period. By the time they became superpower users, Batman had already retired.
And even though this time Batman was the one who organized them, in their eyes, Bruce Wayne eclipsed Batman. They even thought Wayne was a fanatical superhero enthusiast, so he wore tight suits himself, masquerading as a superhero, while setting up an alliance of superpower users whenever he had the chance.
They only regarded Bruce Wayne as their financier and logistic butler. No one expected Batman could help them in battle. So even when on the brink of utter defeat, they were still thinking about how to save themselves and had never thought of seeking help from Batman.
They didn't even properly recognize Batman's logistical prowess. When Bruce told them he could provide all the financial and logistical support, even when they encountered difficulties in establishing a shelter, they still didn't think of seeking Batman's help.
The main reason was that none of the Justice League members stood at the same level as Batman or Wayne. Concerning superpower users, they had no understanding of the multiverse, unaware that Batman had become the leader of the multiverse front; in the secular world, even the one with the best living conditions, Hal, was far from Wayne the billionaires. They couldn't imagine the kind of power Wayne Enterprises truly wielded.
When constructing the shelter, the various obstacles and challenges they faced could have been resolved by Wayne Enterprises, but they never thought to seek Bruce's help. And in combating Parallax and the Savage Wolf, even without borrowing the Hell Bat Armor, this crafty Batman had countless ways to defeat these monsters.
And this battle finally made the members of the Justice League deeply realize that among them, the strongest person was the so-called "logistic personnel" Batman who had long been overlooked. And he wasn't just ordinarily strong.
The multi-universe level power had completely surpassed their understanding. Even Diana, who was mentally prepared, had a "I don't understand, but I'm greatly shaken" expression.
With a "clack," the mask of the Hell Bat Armor opened, revealing the face of a young Bruce. Everyone was stunned again. Diana was the first to react: "Golden Apple!"
"Yes, thank you, Diana," Bruce said genuinely and emotionally, "Without you, I couldn't have restored my power. Sorry I came late. Are you all okay?"
"Oh, my gosh!" Diana dropped her weapon, walked over, and gave Bruce a bear hug, then said, "You came just in time!"
Everyone relaxed as well. Although feeling incredible, this was clearly good news. At the same time, with such a powerful ally, they seemed to have found their backbone, and began to discuss Bruce's recent performance.
The battle was over, and the few of them packed their things to leave. But Bruce stopped them and then said, "Don't rush, grab the loot first."
"Loot?" They looked around—the beach was filled with nothing but sand.
Seeing Bruce's actions, everyone raised their heads to look up at the massive spaceship called by the Savage Wolf, still quietly hovering over the East Coast.