"Obviously they weren't Clones, so why were there so many Cyborgs?!"
Hawkgirl had the weakest combat ability among everyone present. Under the overwhelming barrage of energy cannons, her situation was perilous, and she desperately needed an answer.
Su Ming remained as steady as Mount Tai. He used the Green Lantern Ring to manifest a protective shield, leisurely standing on the ground and using God Metal Gauss to shoot birds for fun.
With a pull of the bolt, a new engraved enchanted bullet was chambered. He shot one Cyborg in the head, watched it fall into the lake, and answered:
"I have a guess, but it needs verification. Capture a few alive."
"Give me some equipment. Just pushing them around doesn't seem enough to catch anyone." Barry rushed into the protective barrier formed by Deathstroke with crackling electricity around him, holding out his hand for supplies. A seasoned Mercenary like Deathstroke always carried EMPs when heading out.
Not far away, the Harlequin from the troupe was yelling and hollering. She had the physical durability of a cartoon character; even when hit by enemy attacks, she merely went flying in a comical tumble without suffering any damage at all.
"Go cut off their retreat. Don't let them escape." Su Ming pulled out several black-and-yellow grenades. "Leave the frontal battlefield to me. I only need a little time."
There were roughly over a hundred Cyborgs flying through the sky. Relying on their numerical advantage, they launched continuous harassment attacks, but this only made Su Ming more certain that Darkseid was not behind them.
If they had been subordinates of the Dark Tyrant, they would certainly have known that this particular Otherworld Deathstroke possessed every kind of Power Ring. Trying to outnumber the owner of the Orange Lantern Ring was absolutely the most foolish