Dr. Zlo watched with glee as his secret contraption wreaked havoc across the battlefield. Jack's idea to combine Sweet Dream's power with a gigantic frame that she could control worked wonders, letting the villainess rampage across the battlefield with little repercussion. The villainess enjoyed it as well, as Dr. Zlo noticed a certain pep in her attacks against the heroes.
Sweet Dream had stumbled across the idea when she noticed that her chocolate form enveloped other items and moved them around in her body. She tested out the ability a bit more and found that her chocolate form could subsume almost anything, which grew her form and gave her a few improvised weapons to use. Jack took this idea further, envisioning a gigantic exoskeleton that Sweet Dream's form covered. The theory required a bit of work to get right, as Sweet Dream's chocolate couldn't spread over everything, but a few pieces of phlebotinium and some help from Dr. Zlo fixed that.
Now, the villains had a chocolate battering ram that could wreak havoc. Dr. Zlo named it Sweet Roosevelt, in honor of its teddy bear nature. Sweet Dream rolled her eyes at the name, calling it her candy crusher form instead.
Dr. Zlo checked the time on his countdown watch. Three minutes had passed, meaning he had seven minutes left to distract the heroes. And then, Dr. Zlo would have his revenge.
"Dude, where's the heavy hitters?" Riptide asked. "These are all small fry."
Dr. Zlo looked down at the players streaming out of the moon base. Riptide was right; the only heroes coming outside were players, their tags shining over their heads.
"Waiting to tire us out, I expect," Dr. Zlo commented. "Then, they'll swoop in and take all the credit. How despicable."
"Then dude, we should bring them out!" Riptide laughed.
"By all means," Dr. Zlo said.
"H*ll yeah!" Riptide surfed forward, activating his power on top of the spaceship. Dr. Zlo jumped off as his friend rushed forward, triggering his rocket shoes to stay in the air. Riptide aimed his makeshift surfboard down at the landing pad and swerved, conjuring a wave that surged toward the players below.
Lasers, electricity, and shimmering forcefields--the contents of Riptide's wave--crashed into the landing pad, striking a few unlucky players who had been caught by Sweet Dream's earlier chocolate attack. With nothing to defend themselves with, these players fell under the futuristic assault.
Riptide laughed as he cut swathes through the heroes, though Dr. Zlo soon noticed that most of his foes ignored the attacks in an attempt to escape the moon base.
"Ha! Running away, I see!" the villain gloated. "It seems the true measure of a hero isn't worth much!"
The villain's voice was drowned out by the sounds of battle, but a few nearby heroes noticed the hovering villain.
"That's him!" one hero shouted. "It's Dr. Zlo!"
"Wait, is this part of the event then?" another hero asked.
"Who cares!" the hero replied. "Dr. Zlo's right there! I'm going to fight him!"
"Let's get this over with," Quartet said, his four bodies harmonizing the words.
"Quite right," Dr. Zlo nodded. "Jacques! Attack!"
Atlatl watched as the line of suited minions ran forward, their arms swinging in circles like windmills. A few other minions, twice as large as the others, slammed their fists into the ground to pull out slabs of concrete. Atlatl's eyes widened as the minions tossed the concrete his way, forcing the hero to jump out of the way.
A move that left him open for attack.
Atlatl saw the blue laser before he felt it, Dr. Zlo's monocle shooting the beam like a gun. It struck the hero square in the chest, erasing a chunk of his health bar and stamina. The hero braced, expecting to get shoved back, only to find himself hanging in the air.
"Impressive, isn't it?" Dr. Zlo gloated. "My newest laser design saps the energy of its target, rendering them inert and helpless for me to do as I please."
Atlatl conjured another javelin, this one equipped with a rocket and string. He threw the weapon, the rockets igniting to travel straight at Dr. Zlo. The villain quickly moved out of the way, scoffing as he watched the attack fly by.
Which meant he didn't see Atlatl holding onto the end of the rope tied to the javelin.
An arm struck Dr. Zlo in the shoulders, sending him spinning in place for a moment. Luckily, the villain's protective suit blocked the attack, as Atlatl had no super strength.
"A lucky blow!" Dr. Zlo shouted as he righted himself.
"Luck? Or skill?" Atlatl taunted, still holding onto the end of the rocket javelin.
Dr. Zlo growled as the hero waved goodbye, the javelin sending him off into the distance.
"Seize him!" the villain shouted. "I want him dead!"
Cass turned to obey but was stopped by another hero joining in on the fun. Mabel and Quartet were the same, dealing with a variety of respawned players that had appeared to take on Dr. Zlo and his crew.
Dr. Zlo turned away from the retreating hero, already rewriting the fight in his mind into his unquestionable victory. He could get revenge on that hero some other time. Or better yet, complete his revenge here and show the world who was king!
"Come, Cass!" Dr. Zlo commanded. "We have a base to assault!"
"A little busy, boss!" Cass commented.
Dr. Zlo looked over at his butler, only just noticing the group of heroes ganging up on his minion. Kicks, magical bolts, and energy blasts came at Cass, and Dr. Zlo applauded himself as the minion deflected every strike with his arm.
"It seems my inventions are stronger than you lot!" Dr. Zlo taunted, swooping down to join the fight. "As expected of me!"