Deathstroke shook his head, "If possible, I would have shattered your spine with one shot, leaving you in a wheelchair for the rest of your life. After all, guys like you just make me sick."
"But someone needs you alive, so I had no choice but to save you at this time. You should be grateful for your good luck. I hope you have such good luck next time you're about to be beaten to death!"
Deathstroke sarcastically mocked the other party without politeness.
"Good, I think so too."
Oliver, of course, was not willing to suffer a loss, and sneered at the other party, "I also hope that your repulsive face will always be in a wheelchair."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard footsteps coming from behind him.
He turned around and saw several people he hadn't seen before.
The one at the head had light blue skin, and next to him stood a man with an eye patch and a perky butt.
"Hello, Oliver Queen."
The man with blue skin greeted Green Arrow.
"I've heard of you for a long time. When we were in China, we heard your name. You did a few very interesting things there."
The incident the blue man was referring to was when he followed a fishing boat back to China, and during the voyage, he single-handedly took out a group of pirates.
"Who are you?"
Oliver asked the other party suspiciously.
"Captain Atom, that's my name."
The man with blue skin said his name, then pointed to the man with the perky butt next to him and said, "He is Nightwing."
"So, what's your purpose in saving me?"
Captain Atom took two steps forward and replied to Green Arrow, "We have gathered a group of people with superpowers, and Mr. Oliver, you are one of the people we have chosen."
"Are you government people?"
"No, at least not the current Homelander government's people. We are military personnel."
Captain Atom said to Oliver, "We are people from the old military before the government was destroyed, and we are also people who oppose Homelander."
"Phew!"
Oliver let out a breath and said to him, "So you want to recruit me? Sorry, I'm not interested in that."
As he spoke, he dragged his almost unbearable body, barely preparing to leave this abandoned factory.
"Even if your ex-girlfriend is currently in prison?"
Captain Atom stopped Nightwing, who was about to speak, and said to the other party.
"What?!"
Hearing the other party mention his ex-girlfriend, Laurel, Green Arrow immediately stopped in his tracks and turned around to ask the other party, "Do you know where Laurel is now?"
"Of course, that's exactly what we're here for."
Captain Atom gave an affirmative answer.
"Then where is she now?"
Captain Atom's eyes flickered with a complex look, "She and some other superpowered individuals have been imprisoned by Homelander."
"I'll join you!"
Oliver immediately agreed to the other party's proposal.
"Are we going to save Laurel now?"
He ignored the wounds on his body and asked Captain Atom.
"Not now!"
Captain Atom shook his head, "We have to go see a general."
"What general?"
"General Swanwick."
Eric, who was in Metropolis, was unaware of the scene in the abandoned factory in Star City.
He was currently counseling his sister.
This time, Eric did not use his flying ability, but drove his car through the noisy clamor and quickly arrived at his destination—a Christian cathedral in the lower district of Metropolis.
The walls, built of yellow granite and reinforced concrete, were carved with simple and beautiful patterns on the surface. The windows were semicircular arches, with smooth lines, solemn and simple.
He got out of the car, pushed open the door, and walked lightly into the church.
Stepping into the spacious and bright hall, the soft sunlight shining through the colorful stained-glass windows made one feel a few points calmer.
Near the main altar, choir nuns stood there, singing softly to the accompaniment of the piano.
In the long pew in the hall, Rachel sat there, quietly listening to the nuns' singing.
She wore an off-white coat with a light red sweater underneath, her hair simply tied back in a ponytail.
She had a girl-next-door vibe, lacking the dark aura of a Raven.
Eric didn't speak, he quietly walked to a row of benches behind Rachel and sat down.
He accompanied his sister, letting them both be immersed in the religious music of the cathedral.
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