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He turned around to look at Zarro. Zarro was still standing in the same spot, looking at the little spider. He opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but his bloodless lips only moved a few times. No sound came out. Instead, the corners of his mouth began to twitch uncontrollably.
Zarro's eyes were shrouded in a hazy mist.
He opened his mouth, and the twitching of the corners of his mouth made his expression very strange.
Finally, he shouted for the first time since he entered the world, "Daddy!"
"No …" The little spider shrieked. He leapt up and leapt in front of Zarro. Zarro's legs gave way, and he fell to his knees. He grabbed the little spider's hand like a child, but the Dionysian factor was now flowing towards his heart in a hopeless manner.
The Dionysus factor was a type of metal that existed in the Pool of Lazarus.
It could give a person a powerful self-healing ability, but it could also seriously distort a person's mind.
The Clown's blood contained a large amount of high-purity Dionysus factor. This metal existed in the form of a nano-virus that could change a person's cerebral cortex, causing the infected person's way of thinking to be similar to that of the Clown.
It was unknown whether the Clown had used the Dionysus factor to create this virus, causing anyone who killed him to become him. Like a dragon slayer becoming a dragon?
Or did the Dionysus factor have this effect, creating the Clown?
In any case, all of this was meaningless. In a parallel world, Batman, who killed the Clown, was infected with this virus. In the end, he only lasted a few days before becoming a new Clown. He massacred the entire Justice League and the Bat family, calling himself the Bat of Maniacal Laughter.
But only Batman's willpower could last a few days. Zarro did not even have a personality. He was just a blank piece of paper.
A blank piece of paper that could be easily smeared. Batman could last a few days after being infected with the virus, but Zarro … only needed an instant.
The corners of Zarro's mouth began to curl up. Facing his "father", he did not show any expression of pain. Instead, he slowly revealed a smile. A smile that revealed the roots of his teeth, an exaggerated, bizarre, and clown-like smile.
"Hehe!"
Zarro laughed slyly. "I feel like my mind is in a mess, as if I suddenly know many things, father!"
At this time, everyone knew that something had happened. Barry was at a loss. Batman could only stand in the shadows and watch everything unfold. The only thing he could do was to get rid of Zarro after the tragedy, to prevent more tragedies from happening. And the little spider did not know what to do. He held Zarro's head in his arms.
And the little spider did not know what to do.
Zaro struggled. The smile on his face was distorted by his struggle, making him look even uglier. He looked like he was laughing and crying at the same time. Peter could only clench his fists tightly and watch as the irreversible events unfolded before his eyes.
He sang the lullaby that his father, Richard, sang to him when he was young, as if it could soothe the pain of Zaro's struggle.
Zarro raised his head from Peter's embrace, crying yet smiling. "Father, even though you're wearing a mask, I can still see that you're crying … What's making you so sad? "What you want, what you, hate … I … I destroy … everything … everything …" Zarat. " Zaro began to laugh like a child, innocent and innocent, but with an unusually cruel and evil look.
He laughed like a child when he tore off the wings and limbs of a bug with an innocent smile.
It was a kind of evil that surpassed good and evil, the purest kind of evil!
It was a kind of evil that was different from a clown, but it was somewhat similar. It was a kind of evil that imposed a cruel personality and an evil moral code on the ignorant and innocent.
"Is it them?" Zarro looked at the three leaders of the Justice League — Batman, the Flash, and Superman. He tilted his head and asked, "Are they making you unhappy? Father … They make me angry too! Especially that person? "Zarro pointed at Bat." He looks very annoying … "
With that, Zarro disappeared from Peter's arms. He appeared in front of Batman in an instant and tore off Batman's right leg, as if he was tearing off a leg of a toy figurine.
In Zarro's hands, the muscles that were as tough as steel weren't much sturdier than the toy figurine. Like a naughty child, Zarro began to laugh without empathy. He stared at the blood gushing out from the base of Batman's leg, the exposed bone of the torn leg. Then, like a naughty child, he began to laugh shrilly.
Barry, who was watching from the side, was dumbfounded.
He was like a confused little deer, his eyes wide open as he stared blankly at the scene before him. Then, like a child who had just seen a deer, Zarro grabbed him excitedly with one hand. Barry activated his [Seraphic Speed] ability, wanting to escape from the clutches of this monster that terrified him.
But with the power of lightning speed, Zarro used the red cape on his back to drive Barry into his trap like a hunter. He opened up the red cape and wrapped it around Barry.
He grabbed Barry's scalp, his five sharp fingernails digging into Barry's scalp. He opened up his five fingers, like a basketball player grabbing a basketball the size of his hand. He grabbed the back of Barry's head, then impatiently dragged him to the ground and swung him around.
Before Superman could get up, Zaro dragged Barry over to Superman. He said in a low voice, "Hey? Look me in the eyes. " When Superman raised his head, Zarro's eyes shot out rays of extreme cold. Then, faster than anyone could react, he dug out Superman's frozen eyeballs.
Two beautiful brown eyes were caught in Zarro's hand like glass balls.
Zarro's face revealed a sincere smile.
He turned his head and said seriously to Peter, "How about I kill all the people who make Father unhappy?"
The little spider was scared out of his wits!
He wanted to stop Zarro, but it was as if Zarro knew he was going to stop him. Zarro was one step ahead of him, laughing loudly and shrilly. He dragged Barry and Clark into the sky above the metropolis. He laughed shrilly like a bear in an amusement park. He threw Clark into the sky and let out an ear-piercing scream that destroyed Superman's other senses.
He made Barry scream as he flew around Superman.
The screams of his teammate infuriated Superman. He thought he had caught hold of Zarro's silhouette, but little did he know that Zarro had purposely exposed him to Superman. Superman spat out an extremely cold breath, wanting to freeze this freshly minted demon, but Zarro only let out a proud laugh before running away.
His speed was faster than Superman could have imagined. His screams caused Superman, who had super hearing, great pain. It was like a person with acute hearing was forced to the floor to listen to a hundred cats scratching the glass with their claws, or a hundred shrews scratching the blackboard with their long fingernails, all the while yelling and cursing nonstop.
Superman, who was almost driven to the brink of collapse by Zarro's scream, lost control!
Zarro deftly dodged Superman's attack, but he deliberately directed Superman's breath towards the busiest square in Metropolis.
Times Square, Superman's icy breath froze everything.
Zarro happily flew over the square, like a child squashing ants. He excitedly smashed the frozen passersby into pieces one by one... he cheered. He used Barry to smash the people who had been frozen into ice sculptures. Barry wanted to break free in anger and fear, but Zaro was like a demon, paying attention to Barry's expression. When he noticed that those people were causing Barry even more pain, he specifically smashed them into pieces.
He flew up and pressed the pained and guilty Superman into the pile of cold corpses.
He raised Superman and announced in all directions, "This is your hero, Superman! He killed everyone here... "
He forced Barry to swallow the ice with the flesh and blood of the corpses in his mouth. Poor Barry vomited in disgust.
The little spider swiftly traversed two streets with its web before it found Zarro. He was screaming and spitting out plasma, his breath burning the citizens of the metropolis to death like ants. When he saw the little spider, Zarro was like a child who had gone crazy from playing. He was excited and couldn't wait to escape from his parents' control.
He was prepared to fly to another place and fight with the little spider.
The little spider, who saw all this, was in extreme pain. He reached out with his dark red glove to activate the time gem on his chest and then stopped time. Zarro flew slowly in the place where time stopped. When he saw the little spider, his face showed a trace of fear. It was the fear of a child.
The little spider aimed the time gem at Zarro, his palm pressed against the magic circle formed by the huge green magic energy.
With his other hand, he took off his mask. His young face was already covered in tears.
The little spider sobbed and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry!"
The time magic circle slowly turned, and everything in Metropolis that Zarro had destroyed began to flow in reverse. The dead were resurrected, the buildings that had been destroyed by the high temperature plasma breath were restored, the collapsed buildings were erected, and the heavily injured Barry began to recover. Step by step, they returned to Lex Laboratory.
Superman's eyes lit up again, and Batman's leg was reattached.
Everything returned to normal, and the strange smile on Zarro's face slowly faded, revealing his previous ignorance and weariness. He looked at the little spider, but the little spider was already crying bitterly — he still could not precisely control the flow of time. When he had treated Batman, he had sent him back to a few days ago.
Zarro had been an embryo two days ago, and had not existed before that.
When he used the time gem, he knew that reversing the flow of time in Metropolis and tracing back Batman's state was many times more complicated. In such a complicated project, to accurately determine Zarro's state of time … was impossible.
As expected … after Zarro had returned to normal, the little spider was already desperately trying to control the Eye of Agomodo.
But he was still powerless, and could only watch helplessly as Zarro's state rapidly reversed. Very quickly, his body returned to a powerful gamma ray, and Zarro once again became an embryo, floating in mid-air.
Then, it was the state of an unseen zygote …
Then, it was some meaningless DNA fragments … He had already turned to dust and disappeared from the timeline.
The little spider knelt on the ground weakly, one hand clutching the time gem, the other hand wearing a dark red glove drooping weakly to the ground. He cried bitterly …
Chen Ang watched everything calmly from behind the screen. He was completely indifferent to Zarro's destruction, and he was not angry at the fact that his plan had been foiled.
Because his plan was to force the little spider to use the time gem to destroy Zarro!
I am an emotionless mastermind!
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