All Worlds Madhouse

"Superman?"

After a long time, some small commotion broke out from the crowd.

Of course, this was just a little quieter. After all, it was impossible for everyone present to cover their heads and tear their necks and scream like the poor people. But in everyone's heart, things have already turned upside down.

As mentioned before, individuals in various planes cannot be too different. So, Bruce Wayne, who is an 'Earthling', now uses a 'Kryptonian' trick in front of you. This kind of It unfolds, and no one can accept it quickly.

What kind of black technology is it, or is it a blind trick?

"Hehe." At this moment, the person on the stage let out a few dry laughs: "I think everyone may have misunderstood. When I said I would force everyone to stay, I didn't mean how powerful I was, but Many of you are on my side."

As he said that, the Bruce Wayne who had just melted his other self came to his side and stood quietly behind him. The meaning was very obvious, that is, 'I am the one who stands on his side. . ’

Moreover, during this period, this person has not used the action of 'walking', but has been floating. In other words, this person can also fly.

Well. A Bruce Wayne version of Superman, no matter where he got this power, but... as long as he is here, then he does have capital, leaving everyone here.

However, having capital is only one aspect. Whether capital can be turned into reality is another matter. After all, no one knows how many weird versions of Batman there are out there.

For example, at the back of the crowd, Wayne, who had not spoken much from beginning to end and had no sense of presence, saw the man on the stage with his hot eyes. Instead of showing any panic, he showed that He gave an imperceptible smile.

Then, he patted the person in front of him: "Sorry, please give way."

Everyone didn't know what he was going to do, but they all made way for this man to come to the front of the crowd.

"Very good ability." He walked under the stage and said with a smile: "I don't know how you did it, but from now on, it seems that you undoubtedly have the power of a 'Kryptonian'."

Superman and Batman didn't speak, just nodded quietly.

"So... did you find other Kryptonian technologies besides Superman? Or are you, like me, trying to use cloning technology to transform your body into a 'superhuman' physique?"

As the man spoke, he looked at the other person in his eyes, as if looking at a precious treasure, and he had already stepped onto the stage.

At this moment, Superman Wayne still didn't speak, but it was obvious that the corners of his brows were wrinkled.

"What? What?" He seemed to want to say something, but his body staggered. If he hadn't held on to the instrument next to him, he might have collapsed to the ground.

"Haha, it seems that while you inherited the power of the Kryptonians, you also inherited their weaknesses." The man who came up later said with a smile, and walked towards Superman Wayne step by step, as the distance got closer , Superman Wayne had knelt on the ground in pain.

"Kryptonite" he said in great pain.

"That's right. Kryptonite." Wayne smiled: "In other words, it's a physique close to kryptonite."

Yes, this is not just kryptonite. This Bruce Wayne has turned his entire body into a piece of moveable kryptonite. Every muscle, every drop of blood, and even the breath he exhales, All have strong kryptonite capabilities.

In his plane, Superman appeared earlier than his own birth. At the age of 8, Superman was already a well-known superhero.

However, just like other dimensions, the shooting in Crime Alley still happened.

The second before the shot exploded with blood in the chests of Bruce Wayne's father and mother, the young Bruce was still imagining that a hero wearing a blue uniform and a red cape would fall from the sky and kill the man in front of him. The criminals were thrown into heaven.

But knowing that his parents' blood was flowing at his feet, that figure did not appear.

After that, Bruce Wayne's entire life changed. Although he still put on a black cloak, practiced various skills, and punished evil at night, his image was not that of a bat. His black The cape just wants to show his hostility to Superman, and punishing criminals by himself just wants to tell Superman that there are so many people who need your help, but you can only leave them to others.

Of course, these are only part of his obsession. His most urgent obsession is to kill Superman.

Therefore, this Bruce Wayne invested all his property and technology in the cause of killing Superman. He created countless props to restrain Superman, hoarded all the kryptonite in the world, and even went crazy. Transformed his body into what it is now.

"You know, I have some small conflicts with Superman. I hate him. Oh, to be more precise, I can fly, have great strength, and have lasers in my eyes. No matter what danger I face, I'm like ' A person with a nonchalant attitude that I am invulnerable."

As he spoke, he walked up to Superman Wayne, stretched out his hand, and put his hand on the other person's shoulder.

His hands just touched each other.

"hiss----"

There was the screeching sound of a piece of meat being placed on a red-hot iron plate. "Uh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Superman Wayne wailed in pain, and bursts of green smoke came out of the contact area.

"In my plane, I have killed Superman, but you also know that there is some hatred that cannot be resolved by killing it once. Hehe, thank you for giving me a second chance."

As he spoke, he stretched out a finger and poked Superman Wayne in the head.

In his plane, he was like this, drilling into Superman's head with his fingers and watching him die in pain. Just like the bullet that drilled into his father's head in Dan.

Almost the same way to die, such revenge is fair.

He smiled and no one in the audience came to stop him. After all, if someone could really kill Superman, then it seemed to be a good thing for them.

However, at this moment

"I'm sorry I can't let you kill him."

a voice sounded.

No one could tell where this voice came from, but as this sentence appeared,

The kryptonite-turned-Bruce was instantly

Disappeared.