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Facing everyone's curious eyes, Zatanna continued.

"Those lightning bolts are not pure elemental power, but the result of magic mixed with divine power. Just as I thought, this magic comes from the evolution of ancient African spells.

As for the effect of this large divine power spell, I'm sorry to say that it is not used to attack, but to absorb or restore a person's power.

The lightning that Bruce mentioned is just a channel for the spell to collect and transmit power, and it is not the key to our attention.

On the contrary, this spell is giving the power drawn from countless original elements and flesh and blood souls to someone, which is what we should worry about most!

As for the magic that prevents us from being hit by lightning and decomposing, let me think about it...

I will just leave you all an anti-magic mark!"

At this point, Zatanna raised her finger and said softly.

"Seal magic counter!"

As her voice fell, a purple seal floated on her fingertips, but the seal was intermittent and looked a little unclear.

At the same time, Zatanna reminded in a low voice.

"You better hurry up, after all, this is an anti-magic mark, even if I use anti-speech magic to control it, it's a bit powerless.

That's me, hehe, if it's someone else, even if they try their best, they can only get the anti-magic effect on various artifacts.

But I'm so awesome, long live anti-speech magic, I love my dad's education of me!

After this mark is printed, the magic elements in Washington's divine power spell should be ineffective against us.

In that case, even if we are struck by lightning, we will not be instantly decomposed by lightning.

But even without magic, those lightning still contain divine power, which I can't handle.

So I guess, when we are struck by lightning, although we will not be decomposed, it will be like being hit hard by the dead..."

"Uh..."

Hearing this, Victor couldn't help curling his lips.

"What's the difference between being hit by the boss and dying?"

"Yeah, even if we survive, it will be worse than death. Tang's power is far beyond our limit!"

Floyd added.

But they were the fastest in their hands, and the first one to hold the seal in his palm.

Then, everyone took the seal one by one.

After Clark's palm was also imprinted with the seal, he clenched his fist and said to everyone while thinking.

"If you are sure that this seal can ensure that I will not be decomposed, but will only be hit by the force of Don's fist...

Then I think I can be the main attacker, on the one hand to attract the attention of the spire and the invaders behind, and on the other hand to try to bear the lightning for everyone when they are about to be attacked!"

"What?"

Hearing Clark's words, Bruce and Lex, who were looking at each other seriously, were slightly stunned, and then they all looked at Clark.

As he looked, Lex said.

"Clark, we don't have a third set of armor for you. Even if there are some equipment on the plane, their defense is far less than our armor.

So, are you sure you can only rely on your body to bear... Don's fist?"

"It should be no problem!"

Faced with Lex's doubts, Clark nodded heavily.

"Although I can't fly, I'm really strong. I think my strength and speed are at least as good as Don, who killed many people that night!"

Speaking of this, Clark's hand gestured a messy pattern in the air.

At the same time, Bruce swallowed hard and said.

"Are you talking about the night when Don killed the members of the Court of Owls?"

"Yes, that night, but I must emphasize that Don actually killed a lot of innocent people, and many people were not members of the Court of Owls..."

"But how do you know this, Clark Kent!"

Suddenly, Bruce stood up and looked at Clark with great vigilance.

While staring at Clark's eyes, Bruce said word by word.

"The Court of Owls is just a legend. Who can be sure of their identities?

Also, if you hadn't seen Don's performance that night, how could you be sure that you were equal to him!

And the most important thing is, Clark Kent, you have been staying in Smallville.

You don't even have a computer at home, and the video of Don that night was completely blocked by my and Lex's software before it was spread to the Internet!

Except for governments and companies with private satellites, no one outside of Gotham has seen Don's actions that night. I guarantee that all the rumors are just hearsay!

Even those who own satellites must point the satellite at Gotham at that moment to witness everything by coincidence.

So..."

Bruce looked at Clark with a dangerous look.

"So who are you, just a farmer who is as powerful as Don?

A farmer who is on a farm without electronic equipment but can monitor Gotham and Don in real time, even knows something about the Court of Owls and has a clear judgment of its members?!!"

Having said this, Bruce strode to Clark and looked at him seriously.

While carefully analyzing Clark's eyes, he continued to ask.

"What is the name of the organization behind you? Did you and Tang come from the same laboratory? Did Tang have a disagreement with your organization? Is he the most perfect work of your organization? You..."

"Walter??"

Listening to Bruce's 100,000 whys, Clark widened his eyes in astonishment!

Faced with a series of questions, Clark pointed to his eyes helplessly.

"Don and I have nothing to do with each other. We just met by chance!

I admit that in addition to my physical fitness being as good as Don's, I also have better hearing and vision.

Yes, even though I live in Smallville, I can see and hear everything in Gotham, so I saw it with my own eyes that night..."

"Look, you admit that you have been watching us from behind, or watching Don!

Especially, Don has the same senses as you, and you may be able to monitor the world!

With the same strength and speed, the same super senses, can you also come back to life, or is Don the most special among you?

As for tonight, answer me, what made you decide to come to us on your own initiative?

Is everything that happened in Washington related to the organization behind you? Are we your target? Are you using us to try to control and influence Don at the same time!"

"I...?!!"

Faced with Bruce's increasingly severe questioning, Clark was almost stunned.

He spread his hands innocently and explained to Bruce desperately.

"I don't know what you are talking about, Bruce. I just don't want civilians to continue to suffer such harm!

Washington is the capital of the United States. The fall of the government has caused chaos in this country.

If the massacre is allowed to continue, countless citizens in the United States will die in the subsequent disasters and turmoil!

Bruce, I know that everything you are doing now is a test, but I hope you can put away your suspicion!

If I have any questions, then Tang will not let me enter your cabin!

Even if you don't believe me, don't you believe Tang?"

"I never believe in anyone!"

Bruce interrupted Clark heavily, and then stared at Clark's eyes.

Aside, Zatanna was frightened by Bruce, and she couldn't help but take two steps to the side.

While holding the table, Zatanna swallowed her saliva and said.

"So he is also a guy like Tang, and he is Tang's enemy!

Oh my God, I stayed next to this kind of person for so long. If he wanted to do something, I would have died!"

As she spoke, Zatanna quickly raised her hand, trying to cast a series of protective magic on herself.

But before Zatanna's magic was released, Selina grabbed her wrist and then laughed like a goose!

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