Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 243 This is Earth-52

The fluorescent screen of the Batcave shattered into countless points of light in Bruce Wayne's eyes.

The surveillance video of Superman holding a Boeing passenger plane with one hand was played on a loop for 17 hours.

The metal wings twisted and deformed in Superman's hands. It goes without saying that such a powerful force could not have come from the earth.

On another screen, the scene of Bruce Yu hitting Killer Croc like a bowling ball on the street was replayed in slow motion, which hurt Bruce Wayne's eyes.

The performance of Superman and Bruce Yu has almost become Bruce Wayne's inner demon.

Whenever Bruce Wayne thought about the fact that there were people with such abilities on Earth, he felt that the Earth was in danger and was not far from being destroyed by the two of them.

"And this." Bruce's hoarse voice echoed, and after hitting the enter key, the video suddenly froze in a scene inside a convenience store.

When the time showed 17:03:21.114, at the moment when the glass reflected, the big boy holding the chocolate had a strange light on the back of his neck.

Opening another video, Bruce Wayne zoomed in the picture to the maximum. The car accident scene was broken down into 49,000 frames, and the face of the rescued girl was shaking like waves, like a spoof video.

"His ability should be derived from some ancient power. If he can possess this power, I should be able to do the same."

The fifth cup of coffee that Alfred brought formed coffee stains on the side of the workbench. The old man watched Bruce Wayne put the thirty-two screens together into a ring and urged him on helplessly.

"You haven't slept for three days." Ah Fu looked worried, very concerned about his young master's mental state.

"I want more accurate data!" Bruce Wayne took the coffee and drank it in very ungraceful gulps. He wanted to hurry up and study all these supernatural phenomena.

"Barry." The name, along with the coffee, burned the tip of Bruce Wayne's tongue. When the video of the Flash fighting criminals was played, Bruce Wayne started laughing for some reason.

The truck is restored, the girl walks backwards, and the chocolate bar is reassembled in the hands of Barry the Flash.

Bruce Wayne was caught up in his obsession with pursuing power, typing quickly on the keyboard and staring closely at the changes on the screen.

The group of bats on the top of the cave suddenly crashed into the rock wall collectively, as if they sensed something.

For a moment, Bruce was sure he heard laughter in his head.

Not the crazy, shrill laugh of a clown.

It was an older, low sneer that smelled of rust and blood.

It was as if countless broken Batmans were watching his miserable state at the end of time.

Bruce Wayne's expression was serious, "Not plundering!"

The fingertips that pursued power swept across the blue debris frozen on the screen, and he murmured to the void, "It is fusion."

"In order to better fight criminals." Bruce Wayne looked at a photo on the table. There were many faces on it that made him very sad. Now things are no longer the same as before. After experiencing so many events, there are not many people left in the entire Bat Family.

"If you were alive, you would understand why I did this."

If Bruce Yu visited the Batcave right now, he would know which DC Earth he was on.
Negative 52 Earth!

The Red Death Universe was born after Batman merged with Barry Allen's speed force!
When Superman Clark parked his pickup truck at the gas station, the third reply popped up in the forum private message list.

ID "Black Mask" sent a message, the general summary is.

Last week, Black Mask found an unpopular post on the dark web's "Supernatural Trading Forum". The poster complained that a wealthy Asian was exchanging gold bars for "broken green stones" that he himself did not have.

There was also a blurry photo uploaded by a truck driver in the thread: a pair of hands were loading a glowing green fingernail-sized stone into some kind of box.
After seeing the detailed photos, Clark transferred three thousand dollars to Black Mask's account.

With the photo with the truck driver as evidence, it can be almost concluded that this mysterious man from the East does have bad intentions and is intentionally collecting kryptonite.
use?
Clark could only think of one thing - targeting himself

As for why they are targeting me?
Superman said that this world is crazy and anything can happen. God knows how he offended Bruce Yu.
The pickup truck's back compartment made a muffled sound as its tires rolled over the bumpy roads of Gotham's old town.

While waiting at a red light, Clark logged into a dark web forum with his mobile phone. A newly registered account named "Kansas Farmer" posted: Urgently selling green stones.

Attached was a photo of some glowing object in a field, suspected to be kryptonite.

The private message notification tone sounded after forty-six minutes.

[building materials aaa Yu Ge specializes in not eating coriander]: Where is the convenient place to trade?

[Kansas Farmer]: Gotham is fine, and I need cash

[Building Materials aaa Yu Ge specializes in not eating coriander]: No problem, at one o'clock tonight, on the south side of the outskirts of Gotham, you can bring me the stones dug from the ground.

[Kansas Farmer]: Make sure to arrive on time.

In an abandoned chemical plant late at night, Clark carried a metal box through the rusty iron gate.

His eyes of perspective swept across the empty factory building and locked onto the black figure retreating towards the fire escape.

"Isn't it too early to leave now?" Clark shook the box in his hand.

A strange green light shone through the gap in the lid, which was actually glass coated with fluorescent paint.

Bruce Yu froze, "I forgot to turn off the gas stove at home. You know, this kind of old house is most likely to catch fire. It caught fire once half a month ago!"

Clark took half a step forward, and the fake kryptonite in the metal box made a dull sound when it hit the metal box.

Bruce Yu suddenly quickened his pace, his observation Haki was sending out a crazy warning - the oppressive feeling emanating from the man behind him was definitely the alien creature targeted by Kryptonite, Superman wearing his pants outside!
The iron box was thrown onto the concrete floor, and the fake kryptonite rolled out and hit the iron barrel.

"Stop." Clark knew that this was a very ridiculous reason, but he didn't understand why Bruce Yu suddenly wanted to interrupt the transaction.

But no matter what, he couldn't let Bruce Yu go like this.

"I want money, and I'll give you the things."

"OK then"

Bruce Yu suddenly threw the box in his hand towards Clark.

Clark raised his head slightly, his eyes fixed on the box, and at the moment the box was about to fall to the ground, he reached out and caught it steadily, his movements smooth and natural.

He bent down and picked up the glass product that had fallen to the ground. It was actually just a glass product painted with fluorescent paint. He put it back into the box, then held the box in both hands and walked steadily towards Bruce Yu.

Bruce Yu shook his head quickly when he saw this, his eyes fixed on Clark, "We'd better keep a safe distance."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, motioning for Clark to just throw the box over.

Clark paused slightly, then swung his arm and threw the box towards Bruce Yu.

Just as Bruce Yu stretched out his hand and was about to catch the box, Clark's body flashed in front of Bruce Yu like a flash of lightning!
Clark's eyes were fixed on Bruce Yu's eyes. In an instant, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Because he clearly saw that in Bruce Yu's dark pupils, the golden hook-shaped object was actually moving quickly towards him.

This was simply not a reaction speed that a human could possess. Such a sharp and quick reaction was beyond his comprehension!

Clark didn't have time to think about it, and subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed Bruce Yu's collar.

However, just when Superman's palm was about to touch Bruce Yu's collar, Bruce Yu's body instantly shifted to one side like a nimble mudskipper, and just happened to avoid the grab!
Clark's hand grabbed nothing, he frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He glanced at the sweat dripping from Bruce Yu's forehead and asked, "How did you avoid it?"

Bruce Yu panted slightly, pretending to be calm, "Lucky."

There was a hint of doubt in Superman's eyes. He didn't believe that Bruce Yu could dodge just by luck.

He reached out towards Bruce Yu again.

However, Bruce Yu seemed to have predicted his move in advance, and he slightly tilted his body to avoid the attack again.

This went on repeatedly, with each attack by Clark being cleverly resolved by Bruce Yu, which made Clark's competitive spirit burn fiercely.

He decided not to hold back and increased his speed to the level he used when chasing the most vicious criminals.

In an instant, his figure turned into a blurry phantom, rapidly shuttling through the abandoned factory.

The sudden speed made Bruce Yu feel tremendous pressure, and it became increasingly difficult to dodge.

His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat and there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

Just when Clark's hand finally touched Bruce Yu's clothes, the touch disappeared instantly, and his hand went straight through Bruce Yu's body.

Clark was startled and looked carefully, only to find that it was just an illusion.

He looked up quickly and saw that Bruce Yu had already used the power of Yu He behind him to fly out of the abandoned factory as fast as a meteor.

Clark's face turned cold, and without hesitation he assumed a classic take-off posture, slightly bent his legs, and then exerted force suddenly, chasing after Bruce Yu.

Although Bruce Yu tried his best to fly, how could his speed compare with Superman?

Soon, Clark flew in front of Bruce Yu.

He hovered in the air, the strong airflow making his cloak rustle violently, like a judge descending from the sky.

"Stop! Otherwise I'm going to do it!" Clark shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the night sky, full of majesty.

Bruce Yu had no choice but to slowly stop and hover in the air, flapping his wings gently to maintain his balance. "Why don't you let me leave?"

Clark frowned, with a hint of doubt and vigilance in his eyes: "Why do you collect green stones?"

Bruce Yu pretended to be matter-of-fact: "Of course it's a collecting addiction!"

Clark stared at Bruce Yu with an expression that said "you'd better tell me the truth."

That look seemed to be able to see through everything, making Bruce Yu feel uneasy.

but.

Do we have to admit that the DC world is a place full of dangers and perverts?

Any superhero has the possibility of turning evil, so do we need to take precautions in advance?
If you really say that, Superman will probably punch you in the face instantly.

Thinking of this, Bruce Yu's palms began to sweat slightly, and his brain was working rapidly, trying to come up with a reason that would convince Superman.

After thinking for a moment, he said firmly: "Since it has come to this, I have no choice but to betray my boss."

"Who?!" Superman frowned and glared.

"My cousin - Bruce Wayne."

(End of this chapter)