"Do you think fear can defeat me?" Luther laughed uncontrollably. He lowered his head to wipe away the saliva at the corner of his mouth and sneered. "Fear will only defeat people like you, Battie. Fear will never defeat a truly strong person, a superman."
"You're just a mortal after all," Luther said casually. "And my goal is … Superman!"
Luther looked into Battie's eyes and said in a low voice, "The Joker came to me before. He always thought that only a lunatic would dress up like a bat and parade around the city, and he just had a sense of humor. He told me that the lunatic who called himself Batman became Batman because of fear … One night, when he was still a child, in a dark alley where a violent incident had just occurred, he brushed against the shadows of a bat flying past the dim street lights.
"This will become the nightmare of his life …"
"This is the 'origin' of Batman. In a sense, you're a pitiful person who has never been able to walk out of the shadow of his past."
"So don't talk to me about fear!" Luther laughed. "Because I'm fearless … and …"
Luther smiled like a crazy clown. "You've been tricked!"
Batman suddenly felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. His combat instincts from fighting crime for a long time and risking his life made him feel alarmed. Batman's body made the most correct instinctive reaction. He lifted Luther to block his vitals, trying to use Luther to protect his back, but the enemy's attack was too fast!
A figure wearing a dark blue uniform and the same red skin as Superman flashed by.
A punch landed on Batman's back. He was as fast as Superman, but he didn't have Superman's mercy. After the ruthless and accurate Bizarro made up for Superman's weakness, his threat skyrocketed. Batman didn't even have the chance to dodge. His spine made a crisp sound as Bizarro's punch broke it into three parts.
Batman was sent flying by the red-and-blue shadow's punch. He slammed into the wall and collapsed.
He tried to struggle, but the broken spine caused him to lose control of his lower body. Even with Batman's strong will, he still couldn't go against the material foundation of his body. There was only one person who could ignore the state of his body with the will of a human, and that was the master of psychic abilities among mutants — Professor X!
The little spider was stunned by this sudden turn of events!
He did not manage to save Bat in time. Just as Bizzarro was about to finish him off and send Batman exploding into the sky, he used the Holy Shield's special high-strength spider silk to trap Bizzarro. The Crimson Glove flew out of the little spider's hand and automatically attached itself to the paralyzed Bat's hand. Carrying Bat's body, it flew close to the ground and flew away.
The small spider moved forward to entangle Bizzarro.
He looked at the "child" that he had created. Bizarro did not look human at all. His body and face were pitted and full of charred scars and festering wounds from the intense radiation. His skin was a deathly gray, as pale as a dead man's. There was no life in him.
He wore the same uniform as Superman, but the S on his chest was reversed.
It symbolized Luther's definition of him — the opposite of Superman, a poor imitation and biological weapon.
The little spider was completely dumbfounded. He exclaimed, "How is this possible? The prophet clearly saw that you would only carry out the next step of the experiment today … "
"Yes!" Luther crawled up from the ground and said fervently, "You have a prophet … and a prophet knows everything. But do you think I don't know that you have a prophet? Do you think I don't recognize that you are the wanted criminal who kidnapped the Third Prophet? I have been pretending to know nothing just to wait for an opportunity! "
"Only a prophet can deal with a prophet!" The little spider suddenly understood.
Luthor smiled like a clown. Perhaps the curse was real, and anyone who killed a clown would eventually become a clown. The Second Prophet had killed the clown from afar, so the clown's spirit had been transmitted to Luthor, who was closest to him. Or perhaps it was just Luthor's crazed side that had shown up … because craziness was like gravity, all you needed to do was give it a gentle push.
"Yes … only a prophet can deal with a prophet." A figure walked out from the shadows. "The Third Prophet was misled. Of course, it was done by me, the Second Prophet … "
It was Chen Ang.
The little spider looked at the very familiar Professor Chen, the commander of the Holy Shield, the insurance investigator — Chen Ang. For the first time, he felt a huge shadow behind Chen Ang, enveloping him and encompassing both worlds!
"Not good … I have to save the prophet!" The little spider remembered that the unarmed Third Prophet was waiting for him outside.
But Luther would not let him escape. Bizarro broke free from the spider silk and stood up. He floated in the air and stared at his creator and nominal father — Peter Parker.
Two extremely cold rays shot out from his eyes. The rays that were close to absolute zero could freeze the movement of all particles in the universe, and the speed of the rays was close to the speed of light. Just this move alone could kill most heroes in the Justice Alliance. As an agile hero, the little spider was completely restrained by the rays. Just the freezing air in the area was enough to freeze him.
At this critical moment, a golden flash of lightning flashed.
Spider-Man disappeared from where he stood!
A hero wearing a dark red uniform with a golden bolt of lightning on his ears and chest placed the little spider behind Bizarro. The little spider was still in shock and thanked him.
Barry the Flash said shyly, "Don't thank me. It was Bat who asked me to watch you and prevent accidents from happening."
"Just like now!" Barry smiled bitterly. "I don't want to fight Superman again! Even if he's a fake … "
As he said that, Barry touched his face in guilt. He could not forget the time when he was dealing with Superman. Superman had punched him in the face while he was in the state of Seraphic Speed. As it turned out, Superman could hit him while he was in the state of Seraphic Speed.
"Whose clone is Bizarro?" Parker sensed that something was wrong. "It seems like you all know his' father '!"
"Don't say that, or else Superman will be angry. Superman is good at everything, but he is not very tolerant of people who are too similar to him. He would not think of himself as the 'father' of this monster. "Barry said," I have to call Superman over. Only Superman can deal with this monster. "
The little spider said sadly, "I'm sorry. I didn't think things would turn out like this."
Everyone present, including Luther himself, thought that Bizarro was an emotionless killer, a biological weapon, a tool of war. But only his creator, the little spider, realized that Bizarro was not emotionless. The little spider had just realized that although Bizarro's rays were scary, they were not fatal.
He was being merciful to his creator!
Under Bizarro's zombie-like appearance, in his indifferent eyes, the little spider keenly sensed a trace of emotion.
Although Bizarro was catalyzed and his emotional system was not fully developed, it did not mean that he did not have it. The little spider was trying to think of a way to wake him up so that he would not be used by Luther.
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