Martin Variety in American Comics

The power of the madman is not completely cut off. The moment the main power is cut off, the emergency power supply starts, and only the most basic power supply is maintained, such as the light in the corridor.

Martin stood on the front desk and looked around, and saw that the corridor was full of red light, and voiced:

"Although red represents the highest degree of alert, it has always been exaggerated to maintain this red light. It is the same as the horror movie. You can't adjust the light to the color of the normal solar light?"

"You have time to worry about this kind of thing, it is better to think about how to transfer these doctors and nurses and guards."

Batman looked at the doctor and nurse who fell asleep, worried that it might affect them in a while.

"This is simple!"

Martin reached out and hit his fingers, and the shadow around him began to float, and he started to produce layers of folds like a fabric.

He stretched out his hand, and the shadows that could not be touched were cut out of neat rectangles. He was grabbed in his hand and shake, covering a victim trapped in a dream.

With Martin's movement, the shadow of the entire lunatic home began to fall on those doctors, nurses and guards, covering their bodies from head to toe.

When Martin determined that all the innocent people were covered by the shadow, his hands trembled, and the shadow in the anti -personnel was surging like a waves. After rolling back and forth three times, he slowly disappeared.

As these shadows have disappeared, there are employees of those lunatic homes.

"It seems that my skills of controlling shadow are not rusty. All employees in the lunatic home have been transmitted to a safe place by my shadow kingdom."

Martin retracted his hands, and the lights in the Crazy House turned on one by one, and each corridor was shining as bright as day.

Batman said in surprise: "In order to study how to use the power of shadow kingdoms, night wings are abandoned to sleep and forget to eat, but there is no exquisiteness that you have attracted."

Martin did not think of his answer: "This is just an experience, and it can be clever. Dick is too attached to innovation, sometimes clumsy, but is a good thing."

After he sent his employees away, he did not rush to the ward of Destiny Destiny, but borrowed a handful of sand from Murphy.

call!

Martin blows out the sand of his palm and uses the power of death a little. Those dream sand instantly remembered that it was dyed black, fell on the floor, and sent a burst of ripples. Spiritual light.

Those who can control death, of course, can sense life!

Martin used this technique to mark all the remaining life in the Crazy House.

There is no doubt that the super villains with a lot of life in their hands, the light of life released out of life, is like a big bulb.

Martin does not even need to open up his eyes for Batman, you can see the whereabouts of the other party.

These villains were also pulled into the dream by Dr. Destiny.

Just as the person who was sympathetic to the disease, Dr. Tian Ming did not have any sympathy for his roommate. He arranged for them a brutal nightmare, without any beauty.

"My power actually fell into such a person, it really made me feel disgusting."

At a glance, Murphy saw all the dreams, and the cold face showed a disgusting look.

He took out the dream of the dream again and was ready to end all of this, but was stopped by Martin.

"Although I don't know what you saw, but now wake up these lunatics, we have to fight all the way. Washing time and physical strength still let me come."

Martin doesn't think these people have the right to dream of a good dream, and there are too many people dying in their hands.

"call!"

Martin once again used the death of death, blowing iron -gray air flow in his mouth, drilling into every room.

In the blink of an eye, all the people in the room were frozen. They were sealed in the boundaries of life and death, entered the state of the plants, away from the dream, and became a puppet.

"The two of you really ruined this operation."

Batman looked at Martin and Murphy's endless spells, and spit out.

In the past, he had to rack his brain to plan to prepare a large amount of supplies to find allies in order to ensure the minimum casualties.

But Martin and Murphy were like coming here to swim here. They waved their hands out of thin air and took a few breaths. Those fierce criminals became puppets without threatening.

"This action is like a primary school student in the spring tour. There is no thrilling atmosphere at all."

"Otherwise, is it possible that you think people like me and Murphy will fight back with a few mortals?"

Martin reached out and held Batman and said with a smile.

Murphus all cast a puzzled gaze, wondering why he had such a problem.

What Batman wants to say, but think of the strength of Superman and Wonder Woman, and feels normal.

In terms of magic, Superman is completely inferior to Martin, who is ghosts all day.

But even Superman, as long as you do n’t listen and do n’t see it, you can flatten the gangs and criminals of the entire Gotham overnight, let alone Martin and Dream dominate.

"Well, it seems that I sit in the well and look at your strength."

Batman did not have any targeting thoughts. He couldn't even understand Murphy's existence, and it was impossible to talk about him.

"Let's finish this here quickly. This madhouse brings me only painful memories."

Batman doesn't often talk about these things with others, but he really doesn't like places like madhouses.

"Come with me!"

Morpheus waved his hand gently, and a fine stream of sand flew out from between his fingers, and began to look for the last ruby.

Martin pulled Batman to catch up, but after crossing a corridor, Batman realized that something was wrong.

"Isn't this the way to Dr. Destiny's ward?"

Morpheus replied coldly: "My goal is to find the last lost magic weapon. As for the Dr. Destiny you mentioned, I don't care."

Batman's eyebrows immediately stood up: "So many people have been pulled into the dream, how can you not care?"

Martin grabbed Batman, making it impossible for him to get rid of him, and said: "Morpheus means that as long as the last ruby ​​is found, Dr. Destiny's ability will be greatly weakened. For those who are pulled into the dream, Morpheus can release them with just one thought."

"That's about it!"

Morpheus had no intention of explaining at all. He responded to whatever Martin said, and if no one said anything, he would not explain.

"Are all such beings so neurotic?"

Batman asked Martin in a low voice.

Martin replied helplessly: "He just doesn't know how to interact with human society. The proportion of normal people in the Endless Family is still quite high."

"I only have seven or eight brothers and sisters in total. Isn't it too funny to say that the proportion is too funny now?"

Morpheus suddenly stopped, and the sand he released fell to the ground powerlessly. The lights around him went out one by one, and thick darkness came from all around.

Batman immediately took out a special fluorescent stick, shook it two or three times, broke it apart, and threw it in a random direction.

The fluorescent stick fell to the ground, and the light it emitted was swallowed up, only leaving a dozen centimeters, as if something had eaten the light.

"We don't go to find Dr. Destiny, but he doesn't want to let us go?"

Batman clenched his fists and carefully defended against the enemies attacking from all sides.

Martin did not respond to Batman's words. His eyes were covered with a layer of gray, and then he looked into the darkness and saw the secret.

He said to Morpheus: "We still underestimated Dr. Destiny's ambition. He seems not satisfied with being just a killer, and hopes to get more secrets from your gem."

Morpheus was not blocked by the darkness and saw the things crawling in the shadows: "He doesn't know what he is doing. If he continues like this, the dream will collapse, and the entire multiverse will pay the price for it."

Morpheus will not die, but the collapse of the dream will involve too many innocent people and he doesn't want to see that scene.

"Then you go and end it all. Batman and I are here to stop it."

Martin waved his hand and asked Morpheus to leave quickly.

"Don't be so sad. I know these people are definitely not your opponents."

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Morpheus smiled and disappeared directly on the spot.

The moment he disappeared, a roar similar to that of a beast came from the darkness, and shadows twice as tall as ordinary people rushed towards Martin and Batman.

Martin did not hesitate or observe. He reached out to the side and the invisible shadow gathered into the shape of a sword in his palm in accordance with his will.

But when he waved his hand and threw the weapon out, the hard sword immediately turned into a soft whip, and with a snap, it whipped the unknown shadow.

"Ouch!"

The shadow did not react at all to what happened. He only felt an unbearable pain from inside his body, and then fell to the ground and began to wail.

While Martin whipped the shadow away, Batman faced another kind of monster.

The instruments on his body could not penetrate the darkness created by these magic, so the first to react was the sense of smell.

He smelled a foul odor and immediately realized that it was the smell of rotting corpses.

The next moment, dead bodies ran out of the corridor and pounced on Batman.

Although the flesh and blood of these corpses had begun to rot, their bones were extremely hard, and the eye sockets left by people digging out their eyeballs were black and scary.

Bang!

Batman showed no fear in the face of these zombies. He adjusted the power of his armor to the maximum. With one punch, he could blow up the heads of these corpses or easily break their limbs.

"Are these corpses blind? Why don't they look for me and you?"

Batman complained, while picking up a corpse and throwing it out, knocking down a large group of zombies.

Then, he threw out the special fuel made by Firefly, and the steel gloves on his hands collided, creating one or two sparks, instantly igniting a corridor.

As an arson genius, Firefly's talent in making fuel was admired by Batman.

If the other party could be born in a normal city, he might become an excellent materials scientist, instead of taking the risk of getting pleasure from arson.

Pah!

Martin once again slapped away the monsters that jumped out of the shadows and explained: "I have gained the power of death, which is equivalent to being a part of death now. Those zombies only chase the living. For them, I don't exist."

"What should I do now?"

The head of Batman's punch of zombies burst. They stood at the intersection, with corridors on all sides, and there were constant sources of zombies running out of it.

"You are not without superpowers, can you hold it for a while?"

Martin pinched the shadow in his hand into a long sword. When the monsters in the darkness rushed over again, he stabbed out, directly through the opponent's body, shaking gently.

The monsters that can get up three or four times, but have nothing to get up every time, disappear.

"I hate superpowers."

Batman shook his head. He began to control the power of the shadow country, covering the bat armor, and the height skyrocketed to two meters. He grabbed the zombies that rushed over and a child.

Martin looked at the darkness, and there were new monsters formed, and the shadow in his hand was directly inserted to the ground.

"The invisible shadow, turn into a tree!"

He read a spell in his mouth, and the shadow drilled out of the ground, directly through the zombies, and continued to grow, like a tree growing up, stretched out a vine and penetrated those growing in the darkness in the darkness. Monster.

"Oh My God!"

Batman looked at the zombies pierced by the shadow tree in front of Batman, and said to Martin, "Since you have such a move, why not use it early?"

"I originally wanted to see what kind of means of the other party, but I overestimated them.

In this regard, even the guy of Constantine could not be compared, I really don't know where they came against Murphy. "

Martin pulled out the shadow from the ground and squeezed into a sword, and all the objects that were penetrated by the shadow turned into gray instantly, and it fell to the ground.

The dark surrounding darkness began to subspeges, a lamp suddenly turned on, and the dazzling lights made Martin close his eyes subconsciously.

At this moment, the suit man wearing sunglasses suddenly rushed out, holding a operating knife in his hand, and stabbed Martin's throat accurately.

Batman immediately threw out two darts, but passed through the other party's body on the cement wall.

What?

Where is this illusory man who runs out?

Batman's brain and body were running at the same time. While thinking about problems, he threw a few flash bombs.

But before that, Martin had moved, kicking the seemingly illusory suit man, pushing him to Batman.

"This guy is the nightmare running out of the dream country. He gave you to deal with it."

Martin explained the situation of the enemy to Batman, pulled a movie screen, blocking and flying the rays flying out of the corner.

The red rays fell on a cement wall, and the whole wall was lost, as if it had never disappeared.

Martin did not go to the wall grabbing situation, his eyes stared at a corner covered by shadow, and saw a middle -aged woman wearing a professional dress.

He laughed: "Everyone who is related to this matter is all here."

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