DC: I, Kamen Rider, am not a sorcerer

Chapter 151 On Whether Death Knell Has a Cheat Code (Please Subscribe and Vote)

"Deathstroke, what are you doing here?"

Standing beside Isaac, Dick, holding Nightwing's signature short stick in both hands, stared at Deathstroke with a slightly cold expression and asked in a somewhat hard voice.

Faced with Dick's questioning, Deathstroke did not speak, but simply moved his fingers lightly, touching all the young Titans, including Isaac, before making a provocative gesture of giving a thumbs-down.

After witnessing Deathstroke's actions, Isaac, who had initially suggested a counterattack, instead reached out to stop Artemis and Zatana, who were about to launch another furious attack.

"What did you do to Superboy and Kid Flash?"

As he raised his hand, the Gochard Tornado appeared silently in Isaac's hand. He pulled the lever and aimed it at the Deathstroke, then asked again.

"Don't worry, it's just a few minor restrictions. After all, the game has to be fair. As long as Lightning Boy doesn't break the sound barrier, he'll be fine."

He drew a katana made of promethium from behind him, casually twirled it, and looked at the young Titans who had gathered behind Isaac. Deathstroke smiled and said something, then pushed off the ground and charged towards Isaac.

Faced with the sudden attack from Deathstroke, which was almost upon him in the blink of an eye, Isaac reacted quickly. He released the lever of the Gorchard Tornado and then swiftly turned it to the side, directly blocking the samurai sword that was slashing down at him.

However, Deathstroke's reaction speed was not slow at all. He suddenly raised his knee to strike Isaac's abdomen, but the next second, he suddenly stopped and retreated, avoiding the sword that was thrusting towards his face.

After seeing that Deathstroke had dodged her sneak attack, Cassandra, who had been standing behind Isaac, using his body as cover, also stepped out calmly.

However, just as Deathstroke retreated, Connor and Wally, who had been assigned to the task from the beginning, rushed out and took the lead in pursuing him.

Although the red beam significantly weakened his body, Connor's physical abilities still far exceeded the limits of ordinary people, while Wally was still able to maintain supersonic speeds to attack.

With their current setup, dealing with ordinary villains would be no problem at all, but the enemy they face is Deathstroke, a super mercenary clad in promethium metal.

Connor, who had only learned a little about fighting techniques from Isaac and his friends, and Wally, who fought entirely with his wild, unorthodox punches, were no match for Deathstroke. Before Isaac and the others could even come to their aid, they were all quickly and easily defeated by Deathstroke.

"After losing your abilities, the way you two are behaving is just too poor!"

After casually kicking Connor and Wally away, Deathstroke shook his head in dissatisfaction. He had been somewhat hopeful after seeing Isaac and Cassandra's performance, but Connor and Wally's actions disappointed him.

"Hmm~ Magic doesn't work very well on me, little girl."

But at that moment, two energy orbs made of magic shot directly at Deathstroke. Facing these attacks, Deathstroke neither dodged nor evaded, nor even made a defensive move. Just as Deathstroke had said, the energy orbs caused no damage whatsoever, not even forcing him to take a step back, before disappearing completely. Yet, for some reason, after enduring the attacks, the aura emanating from Deathstroke suddenly intensified.

After sheathing his promethium katana back into its scabbard, Deathstroke patted his suit, which was now unmarked, and stretched his body, which had been enhanced by the properties of the promethium suit. He glanced at Isaac, Cassandra, and Dick, and beckoned to them.

(Note: Promethium metal can absorb energy to enhance the host's strength and speed, and can even reflect damage from Superman back at Superman, but its ability to withstand such damage is limited.)

Deathstroke is more interested in Isaac, Cassandra, and Dick—three men who clearly possess decent melee abilities—than in dealing with Martians, sorcerers, and a certain Green Arrow henchman.

Faced with Deathstroke's actions, Isaac and his two companions exchanged glances, nodded slightly, gripped their weapons, and charged towards Deathstroke in a coordinated attack.

Despite his strong abilities and rich combat experience, Deathstroke still felt some pressure when facing the combined attack of three people.

However, the one who put the most pressure on him among the three was not Isaac, who had transformed into the form of the Gorchard Steam Locust, but Cassandra, who was the world's top martial arts master and had the ability to read other people's body language and predict their opponents' movements.

Fortunately, while Cassandra's skills and moves were very strong, they couldn't cause too much damage to Deathstroke, who was wearing a promethium suit and whose physical abilities had been enhanced.

"While your unarmed combat skills are quite good, your handling of weapons is a complete mess."

Facing Isaac, whose attacks had become even more ferocious and swift after losing his Gorchard Tornado, Deathstroke quickly dodged several of his attacks. Taking advantage of Isaac's waning strength and lack of new power, Deathstroke delivered a powerful side punch to Isaac's abdomen while commenting on the situation.

With Isaac, the main attacker who could hold his own, being eliminated by Deathstroke's powerful punch to the abdomen, the pressure on Dick and Cassandra increased significantly.

"You're the teacher of the Teen Titans? Batman hired you?"

But after exchanging dozens of blows with Deathstroke, Dick and Cassandra suddenly retreated together, putting distance between themselves and Deathstroke. Dick frowned and asked a question.

Based on what Dick knew about Deathstroke's personality, if he really wanted to fight them, Connor and Wally should have been bleeding by now. But he only incapacitated the three of them and even gave his comments.

Deathstroke's unusual behavior inevitably reminded Dick of something an old bat had told him when the Teen Titans were first formed—he was planning to find a suitable teacher for the Teen Titans.

However, Deathstroke did not speak when Dick asked him a question. Instead, he took a step forward and suddenly darted towards Dick, throwing a punch at his chest.

However, before Deathstroke's fist could land on Dick, a hand swiftly reached out from beside Dick, skillfully blocking his fist while simultaneously pressing a knife-like hand against his neck.

(End of this chapter)