Fantasy World Transmigration - 1172. Chapter 1172 A Poor, Helpless, Manipulated, But Crazy Clown

The broken red cloak danced with dark red embers, and the inverted S red symbol was printed on the chest of the dark blue uniform. The steel-bone iron body, the dead gray skin, and the burnt hideous face .

Everyone could see the appearance of that shadow clearly-it was Bizarro!

There is a huge gap in the direction Bizarro is facing. In the Lex laboratory, which is full of debris and broken walls, although it is broken, it still retains the general framework of the ruins. The direction of the punch is only one It presents a huge fan-shaped blank, just like a crater caused by a cannonball impact in the ruins of a battlefield.

Expose the scorched soil under the floor.

Superman lay at the end of this trace. At a distance of tens of meters from the little spider, he could only see the bright red of the cloak through the collapsed concrete covering him.

The cloak behind Bizarro was dark red like blood clotting.

The cloak on Superman is bright red.

Barry’s face was full of shock, but Batman couldn’t see his expression hidden by the mask. Spider trembling slightly, he suddenly stretched out his hand, Bizarro bent his head to face him, and Peter put his hand on On Bizarro’s head, he looked directly at the skin that Bizarro burned through due to strong radiation, and looked at those directly exposed muscles, and there were deep bone burns.

“Let’s go!” Peter whispered, “Just leave it to me here!”

“I will find a way to cure you!”

Bizarro didn’t respond, he looked at the little spider deeply, turned his head, and faced Superman’s direction again.

The superman in the ruins slowly peeled away the concrete on his body, and his eyes glowed red-the reason many people insist that Superman is a demon is because he looks extremely evil when he shoots a laser with his eyes in the dark Red.

Superman stood up from the ruins, he floated up and stared down at Bizarro on the opposite side.

A weird smile appeared on Luther’s face. He turned his head and said to the little spider: “It seems that when you made him, you left behind some back doors that I didn’t know.”

“I didn’t!” Little Spider said solemnly: “It’s just that life can’t be controlled!”

Bizarro rushed towards Superman. His body rubbed a faint white wave in the air. The huge shock wave shook the entire ruins of Lex Lab. Bizarro rushed in front of Superman. All of them have the physical qualities of Kryptonians, so their collision is not a bit tricky, only a punch and a kick, the most violent, direct collision.

Batman is proficient in hundreds of fighting skills around the world, but he still can’t block Superman’s simple straight punch.

But after the power reaches a certain level, human skills will lose their meaning. In the Justice League, Superman is the least able to fight hero, because he only needs to exert a little power, and most of the enemies will be defeated. Most of the time Superman doesn’t think about how to defeat the enemy, but how to avoid hurting the enemy.

Otherwise, as soon as he exerts his force, the ordinary criminal on the opposite side will be ashes and annihilated, wouldn’t it be embarrassing?

Superman didn’t want to learn human fighting skills, but Bizarro didn’t have time to learn. Don’t look at him looking like a big, hideous man. In fact, he is still a baby just two days old, and his personality is still in ignorance. In the period, apart from protecting the’mother’, he doesn’t even know what good and evil are, a baby with powerful strength.

His battle with Superman is like playing dozens of times faster, and most people’s optic nerves can’t capture such a fast picture.

When Superman’s fist hits Bizarro, it sometimes hurts his body, but these small wounds soon healed. The next attack with the same intensity will break even the skin. Superman puts it bit by bit. Opening the restraint on his body, he used the high-energy laser line of his eyes again, this time the high-intensity laser only scratched Bizarro’s skin.

The unfolded skin presents an extremely complex structure, which is the mechanism of carbon-based materials.

Even a carbon-based body that has evolved to the extreme will have weaknesses, but Superman feels that Bizarro on the opposite side is rapidly becoming stronger. His fighting instinct lies in his attributes, and his body is evolving to resist Superman’s attacks. Sex, in a sense, Superman’s attack is like a positive stimulus, allowing this monster to promote his development and growth after birth.

Superman was not born to fight, but Bizarro was.

Now Superman’s full attack can only cause Bizarro to suffer some skin injuries, and it will definitely not be more severe than an ordinary person being hit by a cat.

And Superman’s incomparably powerful abilities are just the cat’s paws in front of Bizarro.

This is the gene fragment of Superman Serum added by Little Spider on her own initiative. Superman Serum is the result of the evolution of Super Soldier Serum through Destroyer Virus. Superman Serum does not completely retain the rapid learning of Destroyer Virus and has evolved to adapt to each other. Ability, the means of restraining each other.

But it still retains a part of the ability to learn and evolve.

What the little spider added is only some fragments of Superman serum, just to fill the lack of the complete gene of Superman, so Bizarro does not have the complete ability of Doomsday Virus, nor can it reach the symbiosis of Superman Serum and Doomsday Virus like Rogers. His terrifying power, he is just a superhuman lineage evolved with superhuman serum.

His ability still comes from the man wearing red underwear and red cloak opposite.

Everyone can see it now.

Superman is at an absolute disadvantage…

It wasn’t the superficial underwind caused by the fear of hurting the opponent and the restraint of hands and feet, but the difficulty of being invincible with all the effort. The more Bizarro went to the back, the more relaxed it felt like an adult hitting a child.

Finally, Bizarro impatiently grabbed one of Superman’s hands, ignoring the crazy output of Superman’s other hand, and slammed Superman to the ground.

The world suddenly became quiet!

With his wide palm, Bizarro pinched the back of Superman’s head like a basketball, lifted him up, and walked in the direction of Little Spider.

Barry and others were a little nervous, but they weren’t panicked yet, because there was no hostility on Bizarro’s face.

Little Spider breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: “Although the process is a little out of control, but fortunately everything is over. You take Superman away! I also want to take the child away and find a place to heal him.” After that, he glanced at Luther angrily: “Dare to join the Prophet, the second Prophet may be asking her for trouble.”

“What do you usually do with this lunatic?” Peter pointed at Luther disgustingly.

“Send him to the police station?” Little Spider was a little unwilling, but apart from this, he really had no good idea.

Bizarro threw Superman to Barry, and instead lifted Luther up by his neck. Luther didn’t care. Instead, he smiled nervously and said, “Why are you so serious?”

The familiar tone made Batman raise his head vigilantly.

Luther hung in Bizarro’s hands, in a sloppy tone, like swinging, swinging around his neck, he whispered: “Don’t look at me like this…I’m not Joker. It’s just a bit like him. Joker tried to prove to me that other people are the same as him. It only takes a terrible day. Anyone can become a clown.”

“Really…just a light push.”

“We’ll fall, and we’ll fall into a complete body.”

“Do you know? There is something in the body of a clown, you can call it a clown virus, you will be infected with this virus if you kill him. Don’t look at me like this, he didn’t kill him. But the person who killed him took advantage of it. I…you thought I was a conspirator, a madman, an uncontrolled bomb.”

“No, I’m just a, poor, fiddled, helpless—the clown!”

“When he killed him, I was too close. So I became the Joker… Now, he is too close too!” Luther had a weird smile familiar to Batman on his face, and Luther held himself His hand stroked his neck, and then he made a mouth shape-“Bang!”

Then, Luther exploded into a cloud of blood in front of Batman’s eyes.

It happened so suddenly that everyone was stunned.

“Everything that can’t kill me will make me even more weird; and all that kills me will become me!” Batman thought of this sentence in his mind for no reason, and he realized it… but it exploded into blood. The high-purity Dionysian factor in Luther’s body has penetrated into Bizarro’s body.

All clues flashed through Batman’s mind like lightning.

Someone killed the Joker facelessly in front of Luther.

The virus after the death of the clown infected Luther.

Under the cover of the second prophet, Luther created Bizarro ahead of time.

Those who kill the clown will eventually become the clown-the clown is a virus, it will be contagious, it will pass on, and those who are close to the clown will be infected by this madness, and those who kill the clown will also be infected by this virus. Luther himself can prove that even if the Joker gets closer to him when he dies, he will be infected.

Then Bizarro has been infected.

Luther is a bomb-someone used him and Peter to create Bizarro, then used him as a source of infection, and finally infected Bizarro. His purpose is to create something with a superhuman body, a clown spirit, a real Bizarro (weird).

This person is undoubtedly the second prophet-he didn’t even want to take action personally.

He just used Luther to create the most terrifying weapon, the superman with the strongest body and the clown with the most dangerous spirit.

Together, it is the most dangerous existence in this world.

So Luthor was controlled by that person from beginning to end. He made Luther have to give in. He could easily kill the clown and induce Peter to create Bizarro. This person could only be the second prophet.

The second prophet created a very dangerous weapon, an uncontrollable bomb without even showing up.

Batman raised his head, looked at Bizarro who was in a daze and didn’t know what was going on, and whispered: “If I didn’t guess wrong, there will be nothing on the Third Prophet… The real danger is us. .” He looked at the place where Chen Ang had played, and found a projector there as expected.

Chen Ang watched all this through the screen.

Seems to look at each other through the video with Batman…