Marvel Comics: Starting with the Ability to Replicate Superhuman Talents

This is a dark cell.

Rotten and moldy food mixed with rotting flesh created a disgusting smell.

There is a huge black cross in the innermost room of the building, but what is strange is that this cross is also made in the shape of a bat.

On top of the cross, iron chains bound the wrists and ankles.

Several iron nails emitting a long blue light pierced the palm, and the bright red blood had long since dried and solidified.

Wearing a bat mask and a thin body, Bruce lowered his head. Only the gasps that came to mind from time to time in the silent cell proved that he was alive.

This Bruce is not a member of the Dark Knights. He is Bruce Wayne and the Batman in this universe.

But what is more unfortunate is that after the priests of the Court of Owls used him to open the passage to the Dark Multiverse, poor Batman was unfortunately captured.

"Da da da~"

It was like the sound of boots on the cold floor, like something approaching slowly in this direction.

Batman struggled to lift his neck, and through the gap in the anchor railing, he saw a monster with a ferocious face.

It's like a weird thing created by mixing the clown and himself.

The mouth is always grinning under the bat mask, and the eyes are surrounded by spiked iron rings.

"Oh, we meet again, little bat."

The monster's voice was hoarse and low, and he held a meteor mace in his hand. The iron spikes on it were sharp and deadly.

“…”

Batman didn't respond.

"Oh, your attitude makes me sad."

The Laughing Bat opened the cell and tilted his head to look at Batman.

"You know? I've been very busy during this period. I've been to many, many worlds and enjoyed the pleasure of killing."

"You know what's the funniest thing? Every world I've been to has Batman in it."

"But what's more interesting is that some Batmans are ruthless, and some Batmans are Thomas."

"Hahaha."

The Laughing Bat covered his stomach and let out a burst of laughter.

"This is so interesting, especially when I use the weapon, this mace." The Laughing Bat said, waving the hammer in his hand: "The screams that come to mind when I smash their heads open It makes me feel happy.”

“…”

Batman said nothing.

But his actions angered the Laughing Bat, who sneered and walked towards Batman: "But if you ask me, you are the most special."

"The Batmans of some universes, when they hear me mention Martha's death, they are as crazy as if they have lost their wits."

"But you are different."

The Laughing Bat smiled and shook his head: "There is actually a guy named Jino in this universe."

"No other universe has it."

"Can you tell me more about him?"

"How did he become so powerful?"

The Laughing Bat chattered like a chatterbox, while Batman, who was hanging on the cross and "paying homage" to Jesus, let out a low laugh, just like the joke told by the Joker in The Killing Joke to make Batman laugh. generally.

The man slowly raised his head, revealing a weathered face. For the first time in so long since the Laughing Bat appeared, he spoke: "I know what you want to know, but I won't tell you."

"The only thing I can tell you is that victory will definitely belong to us."

"because."

Bruce looked through the boundless darkness, as if he could see the light of dawn in the darkness and said with hope: "I believe in Gino, and I also believe in my comrades."

…

"boom!"

The seemingly huge monster fell onto the volcano in an awkward posture.

Looking at the creature that exuded an ominous aura, Clark shook his head, took a breath and said, "It's finally over."

"yes."

Gino rubbed his fists and led Clark up to the crater.

The forge of the world that was once used to forge the planet has long been extinguished.

"What should we do? The only way to defeat Barbatos is gone."

"No, it's not over yet."

Gino smiled and looked at Clark: "Sometimes maybe we should try to break through the appearance and see the truth."

As the boy spoke, he fired his heat vision at the charred volcanic stone.

The gray-black stone cracked, revealing the scene inside.

Hot flowing magma.

"So, it's just magma?"

Clark was disappointed.

"So what should we do? Hold this pile of lava and pour it on Barbatos' head?"

After staying with Gino for a long time, Clark will also tell some cold jokes.

"Maybe we can hold it up, but that guy isn't going to just stand around and let us drop it on his head."

Gino smiled and motioned for Clark to follow: "This magma is not the key to defeating Barbatos."

"It's the metal that counts."

Gino told Clark: "It's like N metal."

Clark seemed to understand, and followed Jino to jump into the hot lava.

The hot magma that could melt everything could not harm the two of them at all.

They dived all the way, reaching out to break through the lava flow, until as the depth of the dive deepened, a bright silver light loomed.

Clark asked in confusion:

"What it is?"

"It's the key to defeating Barbatos." Gino took the lead and swam towards the silver light.

As the two approached.

The bright silver beam of light, symbolizing endless possibilities, revealed its "true appearance" to the two of them.

A silver gel-like liquid the size of a swimming pool floated slowly.

This time, before Clark could ask, Gino took the initiative to explain: "The eighth metal is a product of God, and the ninth metal uses dark energy to give its holder the power to resist physics."

"And what is before us now is the 10th Metal."

"Also known as X metal, it is the metal created by the furnace itself and has the potential to be pure."

Jino stretched out his hand to touch the metal, with a smile on his lips.

"This is the real good thing, the source of creating the world."

"It can change into any shape according to the needs of the user, and build armor for anyone according to the holder's wishes."

When the young man's fingers gently landed on the silver liquid, the originally calm metal covered Jino's body like flowing water.

Immediately, Gino's body was covered with a silver metal battle armor and a silver cape behind him. The large "Luthor" abbreviation on his chest added a bit of domineeringness.

Jino stretched out his arm again and condensed a long bow and arrows.

"Hurry up, Clark."

He glanced at Clark, who was stunned.

"oh oh."

Clark nodded quickly, imitated Gino's movements and touched the metal, and imagined the armor he wanted in his mind.

Soon, Clark was wearing the same bright silver armor, with the "S" pattern representing hope engraved on the chest, and Clark looked excited after receiving the divine armor.

"I feel stronger."