All Worlds Madhouse

He smiled evilly: "At first, I thought it was somewhat inappropriate to use fists to solve problems in front of so many versions of myself, but since you said so, I won't be polite."

As he spoke, he pushed away the people in front of him and walked towards the platform in front of him.

In many dimensions, force is the basis for Batman's survival. Even without the help of the Bat Armor, Bruce Wayne is a man who has tempered his physical strength to the limit of human beings.

In some planes, Bruce even mentioned this item beyond the human category.

For example, the previous Bruce Wayne, who gained great power with the help of Bane's potion, is one of the representatives, and now this one has determined his 'Batman' route from the beginning. He has never been in Too much thought is spent on equipment, surveillance, concealment capabilities, etc.

All his science and technology are used to strengthen his body. It can be said that he is a crazier transformation madman than Bane.

"Speaking with your fists is the best solution!" he said, already walking to the stage.

This man is a full two meters tall. From a distance, he looks like a white bear with more obvious muscle outlines. Of course, this is not all of his strength. He has spent a lot of money and technology to temper his body. It's like a dynamite that's always ready to explode.

"Hmph——" a soft drink.

His body began to change. Each blood vessel was like a water pump, crazily injecting blood into the muscles, and those muscles magically stretched his body.

"Stab-" The clothes on his body were torn apart by the swelling muscles, and the muscle textures were exposed through the skin. From a distance, you could hear the sound of the friction between the muscles, like the stirring of steel.

This process of 'transformation' finally stopped after a few more seconds, and the man had turned into a terrifying image like a 'biochemical soldier' ​​in a science fiction movie.

"Hehe, you just said that you want to use force to keep us here, right? Then, let me see your force." As he said, he had raised his hand and reached out to the other party, not fast, but slowly The movement still pushes the air, giving people a sense of coercion that makes it almost impossible to move: "Don't worry, I won't kill you. After all, I have to ask you for help to let us all return to the original universe. Right Bar."

When he said this, his hands had already grabbed the crazy version of Bruce Wayne's neck and lifted him up.

However, just when he was about to lift the other person's feet off the ground, the man's arms, as thick as cement telephone poles, suddenly stopped.

Because, one was placed on his wrist.

The hand was very ordinary, just that of an adult. It had no muscles and did not emit a strange light similar to the one who wore the ring before.

However, just such a gentle lift was like a huge mountain pressing on his arm, making it impossible for him to lift it even one millimeter higher.

The man was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked up along the hand. A very ordinary arm, a body that didn't look thick, and over his shoulder, there was a face as quiet as frozen ice.

Obviously, this man is also a Bruce Wayne

But where did he come from? Just now, there was no such person on this stage at all?

After seeing Muscle Wayne's shocked expression, the man smiled and said to him: "Put it down."

"Heh, bluff!"

The man shouted angrily, and with more strength in his hand, he swung the man away, trying to shake him off.

Oh, although this man looks like his head is full of muscles, he still inherited the attribute of the Wayne family that is good at thinking. He is not blindly trying to show off, but first confirms the muscle proportions of this guy's body.

First of all, since this person is Bruce Wayne, one thing is for sure, that is, the other person should be a human being.

Years of research on muscles let him know that this person was definitely not a version known for his strength.

Then with a simple thought, you can guess that this person must have used some kind of machine modification, or he has just given himself a hypnotic suggestion similar to "cannot lift his arms".

In short, in just a moment, he classified this person into the ranks of those who are strong on the outside but good on the inside.

Then just hear a "click!"

The arm wrapped in muscles twisted in a strange posture.

"Whaaaaaaaaah——"

The man didn't even react at first. After about a second, he realized that he had broken his arm with a sudden force.

For a moment, a miserable wail burst out.

From the beginning to the end, the other Wayne's hand on the other's wrist did not move at all.

Of course, since the hands are broken, there is no way to pinch the other person's neck, so Muscle Wayne stepped back and covered his arm. The severe pain made him almost fall to his knees.

"What the hell did you use?"

The man didn't respond. He just looked at himself quietly beside him, rubbing his throat. Are you okay?

"Don't ignore me!"

This man didn't know what was going on, but he still couldn't believe that he had suffered a loss in terms of strength. He randomly and angrily punched out again, going straight to the back of the opponent's head. In his mind, the opponent definitely used something. What a dirty little trick!

Well, I have to say that there is still a slight gap in IQ between different versions of Wayne. This person actually did not realize that in this situation, the reason why he is still alive is because the other person has no intention of killing him. Own.

And this kind of ‘luck’ may not happen every time.

Just when the fist as big as a casserole was approaching the opponent's head with a strong sound of wind, the man moved.

He didn't make any earth-shattering moves, he just turned his head quietly and looked at the other person. If there was a slow-motion playback at this time, you would be surprised to see a hot red light suddenly gathering in that person's eyes. , and then sprayed out along the line of sight, two thumb-thick scarlet rays instantly hit the muscular Wayne's body.

At that moment, the opponent's muscles, which had been shaped by countless scientific and technological achievements, were like butter thrown into the fire, roasted into a dazzling blood red, and then melted into a pool of boiling blood.

For a moment, the entire cave fell silent.

Almost all Batmans recognized what this red light was.

This light emitted from his eyes should originally belong to Superman.