My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

Seeing the end of the war, Nightwing was finally able to get out of the Batmobile safely.

What's up with him?

Eric tightened his helmet to make his injured head more comfortable.

Obviously, the people of the motherland are intoxicated in the illusory world created by themselves, and now they can no longer wake up.

Wow!

Ye Yi was wearing a blindfold on his eyes at this time, looking unexpectedly handsome.

He looked at the motherlander with cloudy eyes and said, It's like an illusion created by Maxwell Lauder?

(Max Will Lauder, the super villain of the DC world, possesses powerful mind control abilities, one of the former members and opponents of the Justice League International, he can create hallucinations, people can see, feel and experience whatever he wants Stuff. By the way, Maxwell also made a cameo in the movie Wonder Woman 1984.)

No, I can't create hallucinations, I just magnify his inner fear and let him fall into his own nightmare.

The toxin provided by Poison Ivy is a mixture of phytochemicals and hormones from her body. It can make the emotionally broken enemy fall into the illusion created by himself, and face the most feared object in his deep subconscious.

If you can't break free or defeat the transformed monster in your subconscious, you may never be able to wake up.

It's like being pulled into a higher-level dream during sleep. Even the strong stimulation of foreign objects may not be able to wake them up.

You don't need to take a closer look at the monsters that have been transformed into the hearts of the people of the motherland.

It's nothing more than becoming a guy that no one loves again and being abandoned by everyone.

So what do we do next? Kill this guy? It's a bit of a problem for me because I don't have anything like a kryptonite scalpel.

Ye Yi looked at the natives who had lost the ability to resist, and complained.

This guy is invulnerable, and things like poison gas or bombs can't hurt him at all. Even if he is thrown into the sea, he may be able to drift for several months without incident.

If you have another thing, you can definitely solve him!

What? Ye Yi was a little confused.

magic.

Forehead......

Facing Eric's cold face, Ye Yi smiled awkwardly, People like me are generally insulated from magic. By the way, is there magic in this world? Or a jeep like Mrs. Sandu Crystal ball magic, or an ancient Chinese divination ritual?

Nightwing whistled, That must be interesting.

Eric ignored Ye Yi's nonsense, he noticed that this guy had a tendency to change direction recently.

Regarding magic, Eric naturally didn't just talk casually.

Now that he has the greatest ability of money, and with the help of Li'an, a mystic, he will naturally march towards the mysterious side.

Magic, this magical and magnificent world, is naturally the top priority of Eric's investigation.

With the investment of a lot of money and manpower, it seems that new discoveries have been made.

However, these things happened on Governor's Island before further in-depth investigation.

Taking a deep breath, Eric let his thoughts turn to his eyes.

Magic things are too far away, or focus on the things in front of you.

So...how on earth are we going to do it? Is there really nothing that can kill him except magic? Turning around, Ye Yi found that there was still no way to kill the native.

Nightwing is a member of the crime syndicate on Earth 3. Unlike Nightwing in the main world, he adheres to the principle of not killing people.

On the contrary, in the face of the enemy, he is sometimes very brutal.

Not to mention facing the people of the motherland who abused him.

Of course there are, and there are quite a few. Large-scale missiles washing the ground, or a nuclear bomb.

Eric spoke his answer.

What?

Ye Yi's eyes widened, as if he had heard an incredible answer.

You mean a nuclear bomb? You don't mean to use a nuclear bomb, do you?

Of course Eric didn't want to bomb the people of the motherland with a nuclear bomb, and he didn't have the conditions to get a nuclear bomb.

The people of the motherland are not invincible. At least if the U.S. military wants to be ruthless and sacrifice tens of thousands of people, they can definitely kill him.

Unlike Superman, the people of the motherland have a Kryptonian physique and can use the radiation of the yellow sun to absorb energy.

His own ability was artificially cultivated by No. 5 compound, no matter how powerful he was, he could never break free from the shackles of energy.

That is to say, the survival and activities of the people of the motherland must be provided by the metabolic cycle in the human body.

Once his circulatory metabolic activity stalls and fails to fuel him, he falls into a state of collapse.

Using a large-yield missile to wash the ground, or a strategic nuclear missile with a TNT equivalent of 1 million tons, will quickly consume and absorb the energy in his body.

Unable to use energy, you will fall into a situation of weakness and even death.

Of course, the people of the motherland are not fools. He has super speed and super hearing, as well as a thermal vision that emits energy. He will not be bombed by a nuclear bomb obediently.

Based on this, Eric decided to build a prison specially for him.

A hodgepodge prison of simulated deadly acute nuclear radiation.

The dangerous prison composed of neutrons (thermal neutrons and fast neutrons), X-rays, gamma rays, fission fragments, alpha particles and high-energy free electrons (beta rays) will attenuate the superpowers of the motherland all the time.

A slow nuclear blast, if not killing him, would leave him weak all the time.

As for the prison, let's call it Blackgate Prison.

Eric thought wickedly.

Put the motherlander who fell into a coma into the Batmobile, and told Nightwing to drive the Batmobile to leave here, go to the missile launch pad and meet the stars.

As for Eric himself, he still has unfinished business.

Pull out the deep sea peeking from the dark corner and throw it to the ground.

Did you see it all?

Eric approached him with a hoarse voice and asked word by word.

Seeing Eric approaching like a god of death, Shen Hai curled up like a lamb.

Although he didn't understand why the homelanders who had the upper hand were turned over by Batman in an instant.

But this did not prevent him from being afraid of the man in front of him in the slightest.

Yes, I saw it all, no, no...

Shen Hai quickly changed his words, I didn't see anything, I mean, I don't know anything.

His lips were trembling, and he had an expression that I would listen to you, please don't hurt me.

...

Faced with this kind of guy, Eric didn't bother to talk nonsense with him.

Grab it and throw it near the explosion-proof door, Watch the people inside and don't let any militia approach you, understand?

Yes... yes, sir.

Shen Hai timidly nodded, I won't let anyone get close.

Zizi!

A rustling sound suddenly came from Eric's communication channel.