American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Crack!

With a crisp sound, the top cover of the Batmobile, which transformed, was torn off by Superman and thrown aside, smashing into the open ground dozens of meters away.

Batman slowly stood up, straightening his strong body to confront Superman calmly.

Flames leaped, even stone pillars crept upwards, and the dazzling firelight illuminated Superman's face, making Batman, who was in the shadows, want to try and face the demon in the shadows even more.

One saves people openly in the daytime, relying on powerful strength to rescue from disasters, exposed to everyone's sight.

The other is hidden in the darkness, transforming into Gotham's deepest fear. When night falls, all shadowed places are Batman's territory. He devours evil with cruel means, becoming the sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of all villains.

Although both stand on the side of justice, the two are like light and shadow, difficult to intersect and difficult to understand each other.

This was Batman and Superman's first meeting, and both of their eyes radiated a certain hostility.

The firelight leaped, and small explosions could be heard incessantly.

Superman stared at the person shrouded in darkness before him and said, "Next time, when someone lights the Bat-Signal, don't go! Batman is dead, bury him!"

In his investigation, it was Wayne Enterprises that was providing weapons to the Extraordinary Organization.

The praised Batman has fallen, he is dead, you are not worthy to be active under the name of Batman.

Superman turned around: "This time, I'll pretend I didn't see you!"

"Tell me, do you bleed?"

Batman's hoarse voice came, Superman frowned and glanced at him, ignored him, and flew away, disappearing instantly.

Batman stared at the direction Superman left for a long time, not leaving.

His meaning was clear.

The god of mankind may be invincible in this era, but once someone bleeds, they will be dragged down from the altar sooner or later.

Humans are such a race with infinite desires and the potential to kill gods.

The battered and scarred heavy truck, spewing thick smoke, drove into an underground warehouse.

Lex Luthor, with his shapely little secretary, was already waiting there.

Two mercenaries jumped out of the truck and placed the box in front of Lex.

The little secretary stepped forward and gently opened the box. A faint green light emanated, reflecting Lex's face in green.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and just as he was about to speak, a strange voice suddenly came from behind him.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be too happy!"

The bodyguard and several mercenaries instantly became nervous, holding their guns and guarding all around, but this was an open warehouse, and there was nothing to hide around.

Even the nearest container group was 50 steps away.

Lex was slightly stunned, but quickly calmed down. He glanced at his little secretary, saw that she was looking at him with concern, smiled pretending to be relaxed, spread his hands and said, "Okay, okay, you caught me! But I just spent money to buy a piece of Kryptonite, smuggling has nothing to do with me."

A black shadow suddenly flashed before his eyes, bringing a gust of wind. The mercenaries didn't even have time to turn their guns around, and their pupils suddenly lost their brilliance, and they fell to the ground with a crash, losing consciousness.

Lex said, "I heard that the famous Batman uses props and unparalleled close combat to knock criminals unconscious. I didn't expect you to be so fast!"

"Batman? Ridiculous!"

A muffled sound came from under Lex's feet, and then his shadow suddenly bulged, like a spring, constantly flowing out of the black liquid, the more the higher, in a few seconds, it formed a height of about 4 meters, the appearance of a hideous and terrifying shadow man.

The Shadow Master smiled badly, and the cracked corners of his mouth revealed a row of hideous fangs, like a ghost.

"Take another look at who I am?"

The little secretary rolled her eyes and fainted directly, falling to the ground with a thud. The Shadow Master turned his head and glanced at it and ignored it.

Lex was stunned for a moment and asked, "Who are you?"

"You can call me Shadow Master! Don't worry, I'm not an alien, just a mage who can use the power of shadows.

Lex looked at the Shadow Master and suddenly asked, "So this is your shadow?"

"I think you should care about my purpose!" The Shadow Master shook his head and said, "The little trick you prepared has been seen through by two people.

Superman's baby girlfriend found the key evidence, and someone in the military revealed the true affiliation of that mercenary to the newspaper, but they didn't have the evidence to dare to report it.

As for Batman, don't think that he can't find anything if he fails to chase, his bat dart has been stuck on the chassis of the truck!"

Lex's face changed slightly. He stepped forward two steps, looked at the front of the truck a few times, and directly found the tracker that was still lit with a red light.

He smiled: "Sure enough, these people can't be underestimated! But it doesn't matter, the hearing will be held tomorrow, even if they find clues, they won't have time to find evidence.

As for Batman, I think after tonight's events, his eyes will be fixed on Superman."

Lex turned around, smiling: ", or talk about you, Mr. Shadow Master, what is your purpose?"

"Conquer the world!" The Shadow Master said seriously.

Lex was stunned for a moment: "Um, a very grand goal, worth looking forward to, good luck!"

"I'm here just to remind you that the hearing is useless. Although Superman is called Clark Kent, he is not an Earthling. The power of public opinion is strong, but it is also easy to change.

Start your plan B as soon as possible, I am very much looking forward to that powerful monster who is resurrected!"

After speaking, the Shadow Master let out a few laughs like Moonlight Moria, sinking into the shadows little by little, the ripples rippling, disappearing.

Lex's calm face was faintly hideous.

He spent a lot of effort, starting from the trap, creating a series of worlds, step by step pushing Superman to the opposite side of the world.

In order to limit the power of Superman, he did not hesitate to use lies to fool the congressmen.

Using Superman's spaceship to create a warrior comparable to him was his bottom-of-the-box plan, which he had never mentioned to anyone.

This strange stranger actually said it in one breath, this feeling made Lex feel cold all over.

It was as if a pair of eyes were staring at his every move in the dark.

He looked down at his shadow and fell into deep thought.

"Shadow? It seems very necessary to make some more preparations!"