Chapter 330: Praying to Batman
"If I were you, I would tell you what I want to know."
This is a barren mountain not far from Metropolis.
Lex Luthor looked up and saw that his green armor was placed under the seat by Speedmaster, and it had become a pile of scrap metal.
How stupid.
Luthor thought.
Batman had long warned him of the enemies they might face, but he was defeated.
Speedmaster simply and rudely broke into LexCorp, and his thermal vision shot through every enemy who dared to stop him.
Luthor admitted that he underestimated the other party too much.
He paid too much attention to seizing Batman's rights in the Justice League, and those mundane things distracted him.
Every day, he had to consider how he, as the spokesperson and actual leader of the Justice League (in his own opinion), should deal with the relationship with the government. Just using the money of LexCorp to place people in the government to play espionage work has already involved most of his time, not to mention the pile of messes between the members of the Justice League.
Recruiting new staff, venue, personnel organization structure, human resource management allocation...
Luthor was shocked to find that he had not appeared in the laboratory for at least 4 months. He was addicted to the game of power, but he forgot that he was Lex Luthor. Unlike Superman, Batman, and Wonder Woman, all his strength came from his amazing wisdom and his extremely smart brain.
Once his wisdom was dragged down by vulgar documents and complicated things, it would directly weaken his strength, making him indistinguishable from the crowd and his brain rusty.
In the past, Luthor racked his brains every day to figure out how to deal with Superman. He hoped that Superman would be disgraced and defeated, and he worked hard every day for this. This was the most powerful time for the human named Lex Luthor.
However, this time was gone with Superman's retirement. Batman threw himself into the mountain of documents, and he foolishly jumped in.
Luthor found that Batman made him weaker and weaker without any effort, and finally fell to this point.
He was injured by Batman and the Justice League, and he was so haggard.
From today on, quit the Justice League!
He raised his bruised eyes and stared at Superman, and then he was slapped again as expected.
Luthor clearly felt that he had become weaker, but there was one thing...
There was one thing that Batman could never take away:
Lex Luthor's pride as a human being.
"I want a way to make artificial kryptonite."
"Don't even think about it. Batman will catch you." Superman didn't waste any words, he punched Luthor's teeth again and broke half of his teeth. He had already very, very, very restrained his strength, but this blow almost made Luthor faint immediately.
Superman repeated his request. But he still only got one sentence that Luthor kept repeating.
"Batman will send you to prison."
Luthor was praying.
He prayed to Batman and to himself.
There will never be a second time.
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“You’re awake.” Firestorm heard the skull with flames all over his body say, “It’s faster than expected.” Firestorm lowered his head and saw that he was sandwiched between two huge steel bars. Below was the swimming pool dug by the Nuclear Energy Family, and not far from them was the flaming skull. The other party kept manipulating something on the main console. Firestorm immediately planned to burst into flames to break free. Such a reckless behavior naturally made him get an electric shock package. Except for a large ball of flames gushing out of his body and a popping sound like a bubble being punctured, it did not cause any results. Firestorm hurriedly called his external brain. “Dr. Stein, think of a way.” But Dr. Stein did not answer him immediately as before. He was silent for a while, and then he slowly said: "Interesting, Ronnie. I found that this guy in front of me..."
"... has the same Firestorm Matrix as us, but the details are very different."
"Has a Firestorm Matrix that is different in details."
Firestorm looked up in surprise, and he heard the flame skeleton in front of him say exactly the same words as Dr. Stein.
"Dr. Stein, did you hear that? Did you hear what the skeleton man in front of you said? To be honest, his voice is exactly the same as yours."
"..."Dr. Stein didn't speak.
"Dr. Stein?"
"Don't scream, kid. I have blocked his mental connection with you. Since you two were both unconscious before, this is really not an easy task."
Death Storm ignored Ronnie who was still asking stupid questions. He seemed to be talking to him, and seemed to be muttering to himself: "But this is still the top priority. After all, that is me in another world, and I need to maintain the necessary vigilance."
He no longer paid attention to Firestorm who had lost his external brain, and finally stopped typing on the keyboard on the console.
He pressed a red button next to him, and then the entire console made a slight buzzing sound.
Firestorm Ronnie had no idea what he was doing.
"I can't believe it," he heard Deathstorm say, "You actually shared your abilities with others. And now..."
Deathstorm walked to a pull switch and pulled it hard.
Firestorm screamed at the top of his lungs--
Then he lowered his head and found that nothing had happened to him.
"..."
"Hey, old man, I'm fine!"
Deathstorm ignored Firestorm Ronnie's provocation. His skull face showed a humane contemplative expression. He returned to the console and tried to repeat the previous actions, but his actions were interrupted by Nuclear Dad.
"Professor."
Nuclear Dad had a fake smile on his face that was not human: "We have wasted too much time."
"Quiet, my experiment is not over yet." Deathstorm said: "Night Owl promised me to get what I need, didn't he?"
"But what Night Owl promised you was that he would let you successfully collect Firestorm's Firestorm Matrix parameters, not let you try to integrate Firestorm into your body."
Nuclear Dad's mouth opened and closed: "We should go."
"Otherwise Batman will come."
"Professor, you don't belong to this universe, you don't understand what Batman is."
Deathstorm heard several robots behind him nagging.
"He single-handedly defines a superhero."
"He is the protector of this world, the strongest in the Justice League."
"I need the instruments here." Death Storm told him: "This place is undergoing nuclear meltdown. Such an environment can be used for my research..."
"Batman is coming, the scary Batman, the scary Batman!"
Nuclear Mother said: "Night Owl told us that we must never fight with Batman."
"We have to hurry..."
Death Storm turned his head.
"Do you obey Night Owl's orders? I don't intend to blame you."
His eyes burned with flames, flashing with dangerous light.
He said: "Your mechanical brain may not be able to understand things beyond your imagination. You are never afraid, right?"
He said: "This is not your fault."
He turned his head, and the burning skull eyes stared at the entire nuclear family.
"Oh my God, you are saying the word machine again..."
"So rude..."
Death Storm did not respond to the entire nuclear family. He held out his hand to the Nuclear Daddy: "I want to give you a gift."
The Nuclear Daddy still had that fake smile on his face: "Sorry, Professor..."
"I want to give you a gift."
Death Storm repeated. He held out his hand to the Nuclear Daddy.
Then the Nuclear Daddy knelt down uncontrollably. He still maintained that weird fake smile, but his mouth kept opening until the bionic skin at the corner of his mouth tore.
"You are a complete robot. You have no human feelings and have been transformed by nuclear energy. Nuclear energy is your creator, your God. And I will give you those things that God has not been able to accomplish in you..."
"I will give you fear!"
The Death Storm Matrix shot the Nuclear Daddy from the palm of the Death Storm. He seemed to be struck by a bolt of lightning, and it was as if Pinocchio felt for the first time in his life that he was transforming from a puppet to a human.
"Hehehe..."
Death Storm frowned: "Only one emotion was synthesized..." He waved to the bewildered Nuclear Mother beside him, and then she flew into the arms of Nuclear Father like a flying bird, followed by her sister, brother, and younger brother...
When Death Storm embedded the last head of the Nuclear Dog on the body monster made of several robots in front of him, he was finally satisfied to see that every face of the other party showed real fear.
The monster wailed, broke through the wall, and fled directly outside.
Death Storm nodded with satisfaction, and he returned to the console and faced the Fire Storm in front of him, but then-
Two fiery red streams of light flew across the pool in front of him, rolled between the two pieces of metal where the Fire Storm was imprisoned, and then Death Storm saw that the Fire Storm in front of him disappeared.
"Johnny Quick--"
The flame skeleton who lost his experiment roared: "How did you let the Flash in?"
No one responded.
Death Storm immediately put his hand on his headset: "Johnny Quick!"
"Sorry, sorry."
The other party's voice appeared in the headset: "I accidentally went too far, sorry."
"Wait, wow, this guy is actually asking for help from the Night Owl in their world. Wait, I think he is called Batman."
Then there was a burst of noise, shouting and violent roaring.
"What's wrong with you? Your vibration frequency is too far from mine. How about we play a cross-century tug-of-war?"
Boom!
Soon, Johnny Quick's figure reappeared in front of Death Storm, he was wrapped in golden speed force and black lightning, he tied Fire Storm back to the previous position, and dragged the Flash who was beaten into a human form in his hand.
He threw Barry to the ground lightly.
"It's too easy, even to the point of being a little boring to me." He said, "This guy's application of the Speed Force is shockingly shallow. I bet this guy has never killed anyone."
Johnny Quick spoke in a relaxed tone. He stepped on Barry's face: "There is a speedster in this world! As long as you have the confidence to kill people, you can connect to him...but you have never developed his power."
"The superpowers in this world never kill people, Johnny."
Death Storm said: "Everyone of them is the same."
He started to operate the console again: "We still have time."
"Bat..."
Johnny Quick lowered his head, and he heard the other party whimpering something, as if praying.
"Batman will defeat you. Batman will..."
But before he finished speaking, he was kicked in the face by Johnny Quick.
"It's just the equivalent of Night Owl. Seriously, do you know Night Owl?"
Johnny Quick squatted down and squatted beside the bruised Flash: "I know, I know. He is the most powerful one among you, isn't he? But we have seen things that are far more powerful than you can imagine."
His eyes met with the Flash, and he didn't like that look.
This reminded him of a police officer named Snart in their world. (Note: This person is Captain Cold's isomorph. On Earth 3, he was a righteous policeman, but was later killed by Johnny Quick.)
Johnny Quick tutted his lips, and he stood up. He still needed Flash alive, and he had found a way to take away other people's speed.
He still wanted to get faster, so Flash must not die.
But the other party still stared at him, so Johnny Quick squatted down.
"Have you heard of the Anti-Monitor? You have never seen that kind of power. But we survived, you know? Even the Anti-Monitor can't do anything to us."
He reached out and gently patted Flash's cheek.
"Don't think about your Batman, he can't save you, and he can't keep us. Night Owl insisted on playing it safe, which I think is stupid. But Superman and Super Queen agreed with him, so I had to do it."
"But it doesn't mean I can't do anything to you, you know, fake? What, what are you talking about?"
He smiled and lowered his head.
"Say it again?"
"Bat...Batman will..."
Johnny Quick stepped on Barry Allen's leg bone and broke it.
"Go on." Johnny Quick said.
"I can give you a chance. As long as you shut up, you won't be tortured anymore."
"Bat..."
"I will send you to prison."
A voice sounded from behind Johnny Quick, gloomy and hoarse. Just hearing such a voice gave people goose bumps all over their bodies.
Johnny Quick turned his head and saw a shadow floating out of the portal that opened behind him and condensed into a human shape in front of him.
"I am Batman."
He heard the other party say.
"It's our first meeting. Please take care of me. By the way, I want to ask-"
"What the hell are you doing?"