DC Heroes in Marvel

Arrow takes the lead.

He pressed the elevator button and then walked into the elevator.

After all, the building is dozens of stories high, and running up there would waste several minutes—not to mention energy.

In the narrow space of the elevator, four ninja turtles squeezed in successively, followed by Nick Fury and Coulson.

Even the badly injured Hawkeye managed to force his way in.

Seeing this, Natasha glanced at the elevator next to her and decided to wait with the agents standing beside her.

Huh, huh!

The elevator rises quickly.

In the cramped space, an awkward atmosphere fills the air.

A few people look at each other, unsure of what to say. Fury wears a scowl, lost in thought. 

Ding!

Finally, after what seemed like a long time, the elevator reached the top floor.

The elevator doors opened.

Due to his injuries, Hawkeye's reactions were slower, and before he could move, someone—who he couldn't see—kicked him out of the elevator.

"Shit!"

He cursed loudly as several strong winds rushed past him.

At the front was Arrow.

Next to Green Arrow were the four Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, weapons in hand, moving with swift precision.

Coulson stepped forward to support Hawkeye.

Nick Fury, standing beside them, surveyed the area.

This guy ignored the foot clan remnants surging around him, instead focusing on the center, where the transmission device pulsed with energy, deep in thought.

At this point, turning off the teleportation device was no longer helpful.

What needed to be done now was to continue supplying energy to the device, ensuring that the technodrome could be sent back to the universe.

Technodrome was a terrifying weapon that should not exist on Earth.

Nick Fury had considered controlling it, but he knew better.

Such a powerful weapon should not be in the hands of any Earthling—it could lead to a disaster comparable to, or even worse than, an alien invasion.

Huh, huh!

Suddenly, the sharp sound of breaking air caught his attention.

He watched as Green Arrow used arrows to push back the wounded female ninja, karai, who still refused to retreat.

Then, another arrow landed just at the trembling feet of Dr. Stockman.

"Stockman, if I see you move again, the next arrow won't land at your feet, but in your heart."

Arrow's voice was calm, but his words carried an unprecedented murderous intent.

He issued a warning to Stockman and then saw the daredevil pressing forward, knocking out the female ninja, karai.

Finally, their attention shifted to Shredder, who was clad in samurai armor.

Spiderman was darting back and forth, engaging Shredder in combat.

Although Shredder was slightly disadvantaged, he was far from powerless.

Countless sharp blades embedded in his arms were controlled by a magnetic system.

The blades swayed densely like raindrops in the sky. After cutting through Spider-Man's webbing, they returned to their original position on his arms.

"Wait, I can defeat him!"

Spiderman saw that Arrow and Daredevil had plans to help, and he feared his colleagues would steal his spotlight. This was his own "graduation project."

He immediately shouted, righteously saying: "Go get the teleportation device, Shredder is mine!"

As he said this, he ignored the four ninja turtles, who were already eager to try.

"Little Junior Brother, let us help you!"

"You're still too young—let the seniors show you how to fight Shredder and pass the level!"

"Want to graduate? You're still a long way from it!"

The turtles laughed, their footsteps synchronized. They stood in line with Spiderman, ready to take on Shredder.

"Damn!"

Seeing the four turtles surrounding Shredder, Spiderman wanted to cry but had no tears.

Shredder on the other hand was furious.

These people treated him like fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

On the other side, Anton's Arrow clone glanced back.

In fact, by this point, the victory was essentially secured, and there was no possibility of Shredder turning the tide.

Their main concern was not the enemies in front of them, but what was happening high above them, inside and outside the technodrome.

Had Batman reached the lighthouse?

And was cyborg holding off krang?

From the Arrow clones' perspective, it now seemed that both were doing well, and everything was under control.

While thinking, Anton turned his attention to Stockman.

"Hey!"

Stockman smiled awkwardly, looking humble.

He tried to flatter Anton, saying, "What's your order? I will do it!"

Knowing he couldn't escape and realizing his fate was sealed, Stockman had no plans to resist and was ready to submit. Before that, he figured he could do something to mitigate his crimes.

Inside the technodrome, Anton received the report from Green Arrow and knew that the battle for the teleportation device inside the TCRI laboratory building was nearing its end.

Next, he and the cyborg clone just had to solve the remaining problems and send the technodrome back to the universe.

Whoosh!

Anton transformed as Batman, walking steadily and even picking up the pace.

Outside, sensing the internal changes, krang gritted his teeth, dragging cyborg in front of him, his hatred evident.

Rumble!

He increased the energy output of his weapon.

Countless energy cannonballs surged toward cyborg. But cyborg remained calm.

His sonic barrier expanded—on one hand, detonating the energy bombs; on the other, protecting New York from the aftermath, ensuring that the energy explosions wouldn't harm the citizens watching the battle.

To some extent, these citizens were all "precious leeks."

In the vision of Anton and cyborg clone, the number of fans for Batman and cyborg was soaring at an incredible rate.

"It's time to say goodbye!"

Cyborg stared at Krang.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the two clashed as cyborg collided with the humanoid mecha.

What happened next left everyone who witnessed the scene speechless and deeply shocked.

Cyborg abruptly ripped off the arm of the humanoid mecha.

At the same time, his chest was pierced by the energy shells of the mecha at close range.

"Cyborg , come on!"

Everyone clenched their fists, mentally supporting him.

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