What bad intentions could Batman have?

"You are sure you have seen the light..." Black Adam opened his eyes. In the dark rainy night, his eyes were like a burning flame, illuminating the darkness in front of him. The previous conversation was still echoing in his mind. "But you still put yourself in things you don't understand, Sivana... There is no place for you in the magic world, especially in the hub connecting various continents." He looked up and saw Billy Batson's foster home, which was now lit and shining. "... You know what the meditation mite can do..." He thought about what Sivana had just said to him. "When the meditation mite spread fear to the magic continent for the first time, you were also there... What he planned this time is destined to be unstoppable." "So join him, join us." Black Adam pursed his lips. The last time Black Adam joined someone else's camp was because he was imprisoned and whipped. He broke free from the shackles, like a lion in the mountains and wild lands. He killed the whipper who put the shackles on him, and he crushed the slave owner's head like a grape. But this time is different... different from the past.

This time, the shackles that bound him were not made of fine iron, so they could not be broken free.

If the heart has been tied with false reins, and one has obediently put on a slave collar, then even the thundering Shazam who can break gold and jade may be powerless, right?

However, Black Adam is not the only one bound by false reins?

Inside the house.

Billy Batson opened his eyes in the darkness.

He turned over and sat up from the bed, staring blankly at the darkness.

He climbed down from the bed carefully, passing Darla - the youngest black child in his foster family, a cute but noisy little girl, and he didn't want to disturb her as much as possible.

Billy stood in front of the window.

The recent events have exhausted him physically and mentally. What he meant was that after the initial excitement and surprise, the career of a superhero was not as easy as he imagined.

Nightwing, Dick Grayson, Supergirl, Kara Kent, Flash, Barry Allen, they did much better than me. They are heroes who are truly brave enough to take responsibility, and I am just a little brat who abuses my power.

While Batman was busy with other things, he had experienced enough. Some biochemical monsters appeared in the city, all kinds of giant beasts made of messy magic, these should have been his responsibility, the responsibility of the magic guard.

But he messed up, made a mess, he was obviously much more powerful than these ordinary monsters, but he was still fooled by these low-IQ things, and killed many innocent civilians.

He watched parents lose their children in front of him.

He watched children lose their mothers, those beautiful families were broken, destroyed, and then wailed in the dark midnight.

These are all his responsibilities.

Just like what Dr. Phil, who likes to play scarecrows in the school counseling room, said to him, isn't it?

Billy held his chin.

People must do what they can.

If the police don't know how to use a gun, they will kill the hostages and themselves when facing the criminals, and may even accidentally kill innocent passers-by.

A doctor who doesn't know medical skills, but is bold enough to perform a heart transplant on a person, will only end up with one more body in the morgue.

A sudden rise to a high position without ability will only kill others.

The power of Shazam should be given to those who truly deserve their power, such as Batman, Wonder Woman, Supergirl, etc., instead of being abused by an incompetent guy like himself.

Billy thought so, then he walked to his desk and took out a magic book from the drawer with the weak light.

He snapped his fingers, performed a little magic, so that the light would not shine on the sleeping "brothers and sisters", and then turned on the desk lamp.

He opened the magic book and found the page on it that shared the power of Shazam with others.

"Your magic power is boundless... your ultimate power! Say the formula!"

He chanted silently. Although he has learned a lot of magic after becoming a superhero, to be honest, this spell to share Shazam's power with others is too complicated, and he still hasn't figured out what's going on.

Black Adam once tried to seize his power... To be honest, he didn't really want to die. Who could expect a 10-year-old kid to be able to stand up after being beaten to death?

But he really couldn't give it to him!

"Billy?"

Billy turned his head and saw Mary climb out of the bed. She was the oldest sister in her foster family and the "eldest daughter" in this non-blood-related family.

She was woken up.

Billy smiled at her apologetically and said, "I just can't sleep..."

But at this moment, he heard a noise downstairs.

He and Mary looked at each other.

"I just went to the bathroom." Mary said.

They walked down the stairs from the bedroom on the second floor to the living room and saw that the hall was brightly lit.

Then Billy was stunned.

He saw a man who looked vaguely like him standing at the door. His adoptive parents were with him.

The man looked up and saw Billy coming down the stairs.

"Oh my God."

The man said.

"Billy?"

For some reason, tears came out of Billy's eyes.

"Dad?"

He asked.

"Dad!" He rushed over and the two hugged each other tightly.

"I've been looking for you for a long time and finally found you." Billy's father said.

"Is this... is this really you?"

"Oh, Billy, I'm sorry." Billy heard what the other person said. It was raining heavily outside.

In Billy's childhood, he had escaped from the orphanage countless times and ran in the dark rainy night.

He had imagined countless times that someone would say such words to him.

"Oh, Billy. You should never have lived your life alone. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

"You were born in Zambrotta, Minnesota...on a stormy night."

"We were about to drive to the hospital, your mom Marilyn was pregnant with you, and I still remember her saying to me, 'I'm not going to make it, CC, now.'"

"A bolt of lightning blocked our way, and there you were, in that car."

"That night, we left Minnesota, and Marilyn's father was waiting at the hospital...He didn't approve of our relationship, and he was going to take you and your mom away from me."

"We drove all the way to Philadelphia, and we settled down there, and I wanted to be the best husband and father in the world, Billy, and you should know that, and I took you to the zoo every weekend to see the tigers, you loved them so much..."

Now...at this moment.

Billy Batson sat on the steps of his adoptive parents' house with his biological father, CC Batson.

They needed some privacy.

Billy was holding a photo, in which Billy's father and his mother Marilyn were hugging him with a smile on their faces, and behind them was a tiger in the zoo.

Looking at such a photo, anyone's heart would soften.

But Billy was not carried away in the end. He resisted the urge to stop looking at the photo.

"That's great, father. But... where did you go before?"

"I..."

Billy's father was silent for a while.

"I miss those days, when everything was so beautiful, when your mother and I were still a family."

"I'm not proud of the past ten years. I got into some trouble. I left to protect you and your mother. In fact, I was not suitable to be your father... I went to prison."

"Prison?" Billy's last vigilance was gradually dissipating.

"But that was the past me. I served my sentence, I was out of prison, and I was looking for you everywhere." Billy's biological father put his arm around his shoulders.

"Where is Mom?" Billy asked.

"I... I want to find your mother, too. Of course, I want to. But maybe we can find her together. I think she may have returned to her hometown, Zambrotta, Minnesota. That will be my next stop. I want you to go with me, Billy."

"You are still on parole, right?"

"Your mother is the love of my life, Billy. I must find her. I must make sure she is okay."

Billy's biological father said, "Nothing is more important than family."

Billy finally made up his mind.

"I will find a way to serve your sentence." He suppressed his excitement and joy.

"I will find a way to get them to help me. I mean, I know some friends."

He saw his father smiled, as if he didn't believe it at all. But Billy was still very happy.

This was the best day of his life.

"Okay, I found you. But it's too late now. I have to leave first, Billy."

They sat together for a while, and finally, Billy's biological father stood up: "I will come to you tomorrow, and then talk about your foster family. But now may not be a good time."

He didn't wait for Billy to speak, and grabbed his shoulders: "We have to give your foster family some buffer time. You know, they took care of you when I was away, and I am grateful to them."

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"Do you think Black Adam is suspicious?"

In a dark corner, Dr. Sivana's hands were wrapped with lightning and manipulated magic.

"Our real plan?"

The voice of the meditation mite sounded in Dr. Sivana's ears.

"It doesn't matter even if he is suspicious. He is willing to bring back the people he lost at all costs to protect the people he loves."

As Dr. Sivana continued to manipulate, a lightning portal gradually flashed in the space in front of him.

"Come on now, Sivana, the work is done, and the next step is to hand it over to Black Adam. While Batman is entangled with Green Lantern and the alien magician Atrocitus, it's time to connect our allies and find the key to the land of monsters." Not far from Billy Batson's foster family house. Billy's biological father was wearing a coat and walking alone on the road. He turned his head and looked at the store not far away, where a father and son were having a meal together. "A banana sundae and two spoons!" "And a large portion of fudge, Dad!"

Billy's biological father, Old Batson, looked at the father and son with some envy for a while. This action also confirmed Billy Batson, who was secretly observing not far away, his thoughts again.

He was already suspicious enough, like Batman.

This couldn't be fake, and it couldn't be fake.

"Mr. Batson?"

However, at this moment, Billy's heart stopped for a second.

He saw 8 figures flying down from a tall building not far away, led by Black Adam.

"You have to go with us." Black Adam, wrapped in lightning, floated in front of Billy's biological father, frightening him back a few steps. Seeing that the situation was not good, the people on the street also hurriedly fled.

Old Batson looked at the seven strange sins around Black Adam.

"What are those things? Who are you?"

"Billy will finally know what real pain is, and I will get great pleasure from now on... as long as you die first."

Thunder and lightning were wrapped in Black Adam's eyes, but faster than it was Billy who turned into Shazam and rushed towards him like a whirlwind.

Billy punched Black Adam and sent him flying backwards.

The seven deadly sins lined up in a row just stared blankly.

"Oh my God, you... you are the superhero!" Billy's biological father said.

"Yes sir, now I need you to come with me, I have to take you to a safe place... tell you... you don't have to worry." Billy said hesitantly, but he finally showed a bright smile: "Everything will be fine."

"The same is true for me, and for Kandak, but it has nothing to do with you." But then Black Adam came back at a faster speed, he grabbed Billy's collar and pressed him to the ground.

"We caught the father, what are we going to do to him?"

Billy turned his head and saw his father CC Batson being pulled into the sky by the seven deadly sins with bloodshot eyes.

"What do you want him to do?"

He struggled to resist the fist swung by Black Adam.

"In the end I will let him die, and you will follow!"

Bang bang bang!

Billy tried desperately to stop them, and then he saw the monsters were about to take his father away from his sight.

"Dad!"

He roared and rushed towards the seven deadly sins, but strangely, Black Adam did not stop him.

In the melee, he saw his father fall down and fall to the ground.

"No!"

"Dad!"

"He's going to die, warrior. Your weak heart has weakened yourself, Billy Batson!"

"Please! Please let me save him - I can't lose him now!"

Billy roared, but the seven deadly sins entangled him and wouldn't let him leave.

He saw his father about to fall to the ground.

He remembered the formula in the magic book.

The once obscure spell.

And the words of the old wizard Shazam.

"...not only flying and strength, and the spells you can weave...there are too many, you must learn to protect your family, just like I should have done...family is what it can be, not what it should be, this is your secret spell, your ultimate power..."

"Now...say that name."

"Shazam!"

Boom!

A bolt of lightning struck Billy's biological father, and then the endless power of Thunder Shazam was shared into his body.

Old Batson looked at his hands in astonishment. He had changed into a new look, wearing the cloak of Thunder Shazam, and lightning flashed on his chest.

"Oh my God."

The corners of his mouth showed a hideous surprise, like a bug singing maliciously.