Destroying the World Starts From Marvel

Destroying the World from the American Comics 390, Chapter 390 Deadline-567 Chinese "Bruce, I understand what you mean. But aren't all your high-tech stuff basically failing? Then what do you rely on to catch up with that? satellite?" Superman reminded worriedly, if Batman's black technology weapons can still be used as usual, then Superman naturally doesn't have to worry about his safety. But the current situation is that almost all weapons that can be fully controlled with technology will be invaded and controlled by Ultron. In this case, what confidence can Batman have?

Batman just said indifferently: "I have my own plans, and now I am the only candidate."

The other Justice League members didn't expect that the superpowers they usually rely on would become a burden at this moment. If they don't want to cause trouble for Batman's actions, the only thing they can do is not to cause trouble to Batman.

"Okay, if no one has any objection, leave this satellite to me. You should try your best to maintain order on the earth. I don't want to come back and find that human beings have been extinct."

Abandoning this sentence, Batman left the Hall of Justice alone, and he couldn't reveal too much information about his plan, on the one hand, because of his distrust of these teammates, on the other hand, because he couldn't guarantee what they were going to do. Would the matter of discussion fall into Ultron's ears through some kind of recording apparatus, if it also had ears.

For this reason, he decided to go back to his bat cave to make preparations. Unsurprisingly, the mechanized troops manipulated by Ultron had made a mess, and there were destroyed electronic instruments and mechanical wreckage everywhere. Those intelligent defense facilities that were supposed to defend the bat cave have all become the culprits of wanton destruction. After blowing up everything around them, they fought each other needlessly, if not for Alfred's desperate efforts. The power was turned off, and the entire Batcave is now a thing of the past.

While carrying the wreckage of the collapsed machines, Batman moved slowly into the depths of the Batcave, and finally found Alfred in a small dedicated shelter. He struggled to pick the mechanical lock on the blast door, and was greeted by Alfred's weary face.

"Master..." Alfred looked at Batman's face, pursing his lips a few times before he wanted to speak.

Now Batman doesn't have time to care about what Alfred just went through, he looks around and says, "Alfred, I need to make a spaceship that's completely out of the way of the internet, all operations can only be done manually, I need your help."

"Master, are you chasing that satellite? It's absurd. I'm not sure if he can fly without using a spaceship made of any intelligent equipment." Alfred suggested to this stupid plan. , Anyone with a little common sense knows how can something like a spaceship not support network remote control?

Batman had another way of doing this, he flipped his cape and said, "It's okay, I'm going to find some special assistance, and if technology doesn't help, we can rely on another thing, for example, magic. "

This may be a feasible solution. Although the human beings who use magic are also under the surveillance of the brothers' eyes, the items enchanted by the magicians do not belong to the category of superhumans. A spaceship powered by magic may be able to help Batman reach the hiding place of the Brother Eye satellite.

Just when Batman made up his mind to seek the help of friends in the magical world, Alfred stopped him and told Batman a very bad news with an ugly face:

"Master, there is something I have to tell you. It has nothing to do with your brother's eyes, but it has nothing to do with your life."

"If it won't endanger others, can we talk about it later?" Batman said nonchalantly. For him, his life was far less important than resolving this crisis.

Alfred immediately shook his head and denied: "No, no, this matter can't be left alone,

If we do nothing, things can turn into a bigger disaster than they are now. "

"Okay, tell me, what's going on." Batman turned around and folded his arms, waiting for Alfred's report.

"It's the autopsy report about Lucius. The police have been keeping us from letting us know the inside story, but just now I took advantage of the turmoil and went to the police station to investigate some information. Now we can confirm that Lucius died of death. A special virus, this virus not only infects the human body, but also makes a person's temperament change, and even produces another personality. You should remember that when you were fighting against the clown, Lucius controlled the bat The fighter jets attacked you."

Batman frowned. Just from these descriptions, he realized that things were not simple. He asked the most crucial question: "What do you mean by creating another personality?"

"It is in the body of the infected person that there is an antisocial personality similar to the clown. This virus will not change a person's physical strength and intelligence, but it can make the infected person produce the same symptoms of unscrupulous killing as the clown. I miss you. You see what I'm talking about, sir. Did the Joker put some kind of fluid into you before he died?"

Batman involuntarily held down the shoulder he was stabbed by the clown. Alfred remembered it well. The clown did inject a needle of his own blood into Batman before he died, and this blood is the clown virus. source of infection.

Batman remembered the Joker's frantic laughter before he died, and the intimidating line: "I've won."

"You mean, like Lucius, I'm going to be another clown?"

Alfred shook his head: "No, young master, even if Lucius has a clown personality, it can only be regarded as an imitation of the clown, and you, young master, if it were you, you would do better and more terrifying than the clown. You know that no one in the world can deal with the clown except you, so if you become a new generation of clowns, who can stop you?"

Batman wanted to answer the Justice League, but after he realized that he was ready to deal with the entire Justice League's Tower of Babel plan, he had to consider how much the Justice League could win against his crazy self.

In the end, he could only sigh heavily and ask, "How long is the incubation period? Alfred, how much time do I have left."

"Two months. Master, if I can make a decision, I will definitely lock you up and use all means to treat you, instead of letting you keep running around."

"Sorry, Alfred, not now." 8)