svetikya Chapter 120 This monster is called Batman
Chapter 120 This monster is called Batman
Chapter 120 This monster... his name is Batman
"Batman. Batman?"
Clark Kent gently patted Chen Tao, who had transformed into the Batmobile. He tried his best to control the force with which he slammed his hand against the car window.
"What happened? Can you hear me?"
no respond.
Clark glanced at Zod beside him, then at his adjutant Eck, who lay beside him with a green face. He pulled Eck over and placed him on top of General Zod, the two grown men embracing each other face to face.
He was still thinking about how Batman had just turned into a car right in front of him.
He then heard the other person's voice coming from the Batmobile's car speakers:
"I've run into a little problem here, Clark. Wait here for me a bit."
"Oh, okay, it's nothing. It's just General Zod and his men..."
As soon as Clark finished speaking, he watched in disbelief as the car's front wheel transformed into a muscular arm with several strange-looking tubes attached to it amidst a burst of silvery-white particles.
This bizarre change caused the car to lose its balance and tilt, but the hairy arm braced itself with its elbow, and the car immediately stabilized.
"Hiss..." Clark gasped, blinking to make sure his super vision hadn't messed with his mind.
What the hell? A living person turning into a car is already terrifying enough!
He watched as the hairy arm was severed at the wrist, and then, connected by a cloud of black sand at the break, it floated up and floated straight to the back of the car, where he opened the trunk: "I have kryptonite handcuffs ready. You'll have to handcuff Zod and the others first."
The arm casually tossed the kryptonite handcuffs to Clark, who caught them instinctively.
With a thud, Clark clutched his neck, let out a quack like a duck, and collapsed to the ground.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
I was so focused on something else that I made such a basic mistake.
Chen Tao hurriedly picked up two Kryptonite handcuffs from his body and put them on General Zod and his adjutant Ek himself. Then he tied the two Kryptonians together like dead pigs.
Clark got up from the ground, still shaken.
Then he watched as the other party turned the two rear wheels into the hairy legs of a Bain Bat, and the whole car stood upright, then stood still like a television tower transmitting signals.
On Black Zero, countless tiny black grains of sand emerged from every corner, coalescing into the iron ring that Superman had previously worn.
Somewhere in the metropolis.
Poison Ivy flipped through Batman's notebook:
"...With Superman...it might lead me to encounter many...villains...and I'm afraid I'll have to take countermeasures against them."
Poison Ivy turned to one of the pages.
"Here are the villains I might encounter; they are among Superman's most classic enemies."
1. General Zod.
2. Brainiac.
3. Doomsday.
4.…
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"The fact that the armory has never been opened doesn't mean anything, Mr. Luther."
Blake, with purple hair, said, fiddling with his earring:
"You know, I'm a person with principles. I'll say it again: I don't want to be a bad guy. Especially not a foolish bad guy."
He spread his hands:
"So, I hope you can explain all of this to me clearly."
But Luther did not give him a direct answer.
"Your commission will triple."
"This isn't about money."
"Tenfold increase."
Then Luther saw a dark blue-black light burst forth from the eyes of the purple-haired Blake.
The air trembled slightly, and several decorative items nearby fell to the ground with a clatter due to the interference of Blake's telekinesis.
Beep—beep beep beep—click!
This triggered the automatic defense system in Luther's mansion, with various automatic weapons emerging from every corner of the room, but they were all instantly twisted into scrap metal by Blake's telekinesis.
Blake was lifted into the air, and the various weapons around him fell to the ground with a tooth-grinding creak. The sofa beneath him activated some kind of force field to try to capture him, and was then torn apart by his telekinesis within seconds.
"You just destroyed an automated defense system worth over $50."
"But you attacked first, Mr. Luther. You struck first."
"Blake said. He pulled a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket, took one out, lit it, and his tone turned cold: "Luther, I'll ask you one more time. Did you become a traitor?"
Luther stared at him coldly. The next second, several pillars rose directly from the floor next to the sofa where Blake was sitting. In an instant, a sea-blue electromagnetic field surrounded Blake. The purple-haired superhuman was taken aback. He immediately spread his arms and used his cyan telekinesis to fight back.
"No, the release of the parasite has nothing to do with me."
Luther stood up, his blue shield glowing, and walked over to the struggling Black: "Although I anticipated that Brainiac would do something like this."
He walked to the bar and poured himself a glass of red wine:
"I've mentioned Brainiac to you; he won't let this opportunity slip by."
Luther said:
"Maybe it's a digital virus, hypnosis, or mind control? In any case, from the moment I created these short-lived little beasts like Parasite, I knew Brainiac would definitely use them for his own purposes."
He sighed. "The problem is that to keep these parasites alive, it's impossible to bypass modern life support systems. This also means that whatever Brainiac intends to do with these little beasts, it's very difficult to counter them with my current technology. You know, breaching is much easier than building a defense."
"I got the wreckage of the Brainiac robot from the military. The military bombs had ripped it beyond recognition, but you could still make out a lot of things. That's the difference between the two eras. Our science and technology are like the difference between a monkey and a human compared to Brainiac."
Luther said:
"The reason I didn't cite examples of Native Americans and white people is because even Native Americans with feathers in their hair wielding poisoned spears—"
He made a throwing motion.
"They could all inflict some damage on colonists with rifles. I soon realized that this was not a technological barrier that could be overcome in a short time by individual ingenuity alone."
Blake gritted his teeth:
"So you're planning to surrender to Brainiac? Is that your reason for deliberately letting Brainiac succeed?"
He said, "If you realize that Brainiac might have tampered with the parasites and you can't prevent it, you can do whatever you want to them and destroy these little monsters before Brainiac does!"
"Yes, I can. But if that's the case, how would I steal Brainiac's technology?"
Blake, with his purple hair, stared wide-eyed.
Luther snapped his fingers, and the pillars that had been erected immediately retracted into the ground. Blake landed on the ground, his brow furrowed.
"I extracted a means of communication from the wreckage of the Brainiac robots, some kind of communication via [unclear - possibly a device or mechanism]—"
Then Luther quickly realized that Black couldn't understand at all, so he quickly skipped that step and continued, "Come with me."
He pressed a button on his sofa, and soon a secret passage appeared in the wall.
Blake followed him all the way to an underground base, where a strange-looking machine stood in the middle.
He stared blankly at the enormous mechanical creation.
"I reverse-engineered a signal transmitter using Brainiac's destroyed robot. And you're a level 10 telepath, Black. That's why I hired you."
Luther's voice came through his ear: "You can connect my consciousness to this computer. You can help me..."
He turned his head and saw the bald man standing in front of the huge machine, his arms outstretched like a god:
"Like Prometheus who stole fire, let's steal back humanity's future!"
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"Welcome, welcome."
The depths of the universe.
When Lex Luthor's consciousness entered Brainiac's Skull ship, he stiffly heard someone speaking behind him.
He turned his head and saw Brainiac sitting high on his throne.
Luther looked down and saw his own hands.
These are mechanical arms, definitely belonging to a skull robot under the command of some Brainiac.
He should have been a stealthy thief, not so ostentatiously possessing a steel monster with his consciousness.
Pop, pop, pop.
Then he heard Brainiac clapping.
"What? You don't like it? As far as I know, clapping is a sign of praise in your civilization."
The green alien hovered and flew in front of Luther. Even though the alien was currently possessing one of his robots, Brainiac still lifted the alien's chin and looked at it as if it were livestock.
"Just as I expected, Luther. Your desires have overwhelmed your reason. I had higher expectations for you. But—I think this is the limit of the human race."
Within the invisible stream of data, Brainiac sensed that Luther's consciousness was trying to break free from the steel body.
He shook his head and then pushed the skull robot backward. The robot seemed to float in mid-air as if weightless, like an insect sealed in amber.
"Your struggles are futile."
"Really? Then why are you going to all this trouble trying to provoke me?"
Luther felt completely out of control of the robot's every move; all he could do was grin maliciously: "Such a clumsy imitation of selecting livestock?"
Brainiac neither confirmed nor denied the statement.
"It's just some fun role-playing."
Then he turned his head.
On the big screen, countless parasitic demons roared and pounced on Black Zero. Drawn by the nuclear bomb, they grew to be incredibly burly and began to bite directly at the energy shield.
"Your plan failed. Those parasites didn't attack Superman or Batman as you planned, nor did they attack innocent civilians to distract them," Luther said.
"They're attacking your target, that Kryptonian ship. You won't be able to..."
"My target is Black Zero? No, of course not. Lex, you're mistaken."
Brainiac looked at Luther gently, behaving like an old friend.
"I need to use those tiny parasites to distract Superman and Batman? I have to seize the opportunity to take Black Zero? Can Batman and Superman pose a threat to me and stop me from taking the Kryptonian's ship?"
"That's all just wishful thinking on your part, Lex. From the very beginning, Black Zero has been mine. The moment that Kryptonian named Zod escaped from the Phantom Zone, I was already able to add them to my collection at any time."
"To possess level nine intelligence on such a primitive planet is an unparalleled miracle. But the planet's level of civilization limits your imagination. Krypton's technology... I had it before Krypton's destruction. What I care about are the living Kryptonians. You see."
The image on the big screen changed, shifting from a macroscopic observation from the outside to a view of the more than 20 panicked Kryptonians inside Black Zero.
"Lord Ur, our ship is under attack—"
"It's Kryptonian technology! Who could it be?! How could this be—"
"I'm afraid I need to act quickly," Brainiac said. "If those energy-draining little monsters keep feeding on it, Black Zero might not have enough energy for space jumps."
Brainiac made a slight, feigned grabbing motion.
Krypton belongs to me.
"Lord Ur, Black Zero is undergoing a space jump..."
"We can't control it!"
"Stop! Stop!"
"Those energy-draining monsters have stormed into the spaceship—"
"Lord Ur, what has happened to General Zod—"
On the screen, Krypton's current chief scientist, Ur, took two steps back and sat down on the ground with a thud.
"I know who he is. It's Brainiac, it's Brainiac!"
He screamed hysterically, "Brainiac!"
"Brainiac!"
"Brainiac!!!"
"ah!!!"
hum!
Like a bubble bursting, Ur trembled as he looked at the magnificent skull-shaped spaceship outside Black Zero.
"No! No, no, no!"
A beam of bluish-white light struck Black Zero, and then the spaceship began to collapse and shrink against the laws of physics, until finally...
Boo!
Luther could only watch helplessly as the Kryptonians, who were once considered gods in the eyes of Earthlings, were crushed and torn apart by Brainiac in just a few dozen seconds.
He opened his palm, and the shrunken Black Zero was put into a bottle, flew into the Skull Spaceship, and landed obediently on his palm, as docile as a well-behaved puppy.
"I have already tested your planet using that Kryptonian named Zod, Lex."
Brainiac said:
"Completely incapable, completely devoid of miracles, utterly harmless. I really don't understand why Dark... never mind."
"The most valuable thing is actually you yourself. Therefore, I have laid a trap to bring you before me."
He looked indifferently at Luther, who was expressionless. Since Luther was possessed by the robot, he was indeed unable to make any expression.
"But what really surprises me is that even now, you've been frantically downloading my knowledge since just now. Any creature would have its brain collapse after downloading so much information in such a short time, yet you still have the ability to have a normal conversation with me."
"But what's the use? You've already fallen into my trap. Your mind is imprisoned in my robot, and you're powerless to resist."
Then Brainiac's tone softened slightly.
"I think we need to clarify some misunderstandings. Most people are afraid of me because they don't understand my true nature. I am not a bringer of destruction, Lex, I am a protector, a collector."
Brainiac stopped talking.
"Stop downloading. You have a long life ahead of you to learn from me, so why rush things?"
"What other trump cards do you have? That telepath? He has no ability to pull your consciousness back. Everything you did was within my prediction."
"You've run out of options."
No, he does.
Brainiac froze.
He turned his head and saw incredulously that on his own spaceship, countless of his own nanobots were rapidly assembling in front of him, forming... a cloaked monster with pointed ears.
"I have one last card, Brainiac. A card to hold in case of emergency."
Then he heard Luther say, "Get to know this monster, the alien."
Luther said:
"His name is Batman."
Waaah, I'm so sorry, I fell asleep while writing last night and only just finished it now.
(End of this chapter)