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Chapter 250: Heroes team up, a bunch of trouble
Facing everyone's curious eyes, Zatanna continued.

“Those lightning bolts are not pure elemental forces, but the result of magic blending with divine power. Just as I thought, this magic originated from the evolution of ancient African spells.

As for the effect of this large divine power spell, IMHO, it is not used for attack, but for absorbing or restoring a person's power.

The lightning that Bruce mentioned is just a channel for spells to collect and transmit power, and it is not the key thing we should focus on.

On the contrary, this spell is giving the power drawn from countless raw elements and flesh and blood souls to someone, and this is what we should be most worried about!

As for the magic that keeps us from being struck and disintegrated by lightning, let me see…

I will just leave you all with an anti-magic mark!"

Having said that, Zatanna raised her finger and spoke softly.

"Seal the magic and counter!"

As she finished her words, a purple seal floated from her fingertips, but the seal was intermittent and looked a little unclear.

At the same time, Zatanna whispered a reminder.

"You'd better hurry up, after all, this is an anti-magic mark, even if I use irony magic to control it, it's a bit overwhelmed.

That's just me. Hehe, if it were someone else, even if they tried their best, they could only get the anti-magic effect on various artifacts.

But I’m just that awesome, long live the magic of irony, I love the education my dad gave me!
After this mark is placed, the magical elements in Washington's power spell should be ineffective against us.

In that case, even if we are struck by lightning, we will not be instantly disintegrated by the lightning.

But even without magic, those lightning still contain divine power, which is something I can't handle.

So I guess, when we are struck by lightning, although we will not be disintegrated, it will be like being hit hard by the ghosts of the dead..."

"Uh……"

Hearing this, Victor couldn't help but curl his lips.

"What's the difference between being hit by the boss and being dead?"

"Yes, even if we survive, it will be worse than death. Tang's power is far beyond our limits!"

Freud added.

However, although they were talking, their hands moved the fastest and they were the first to hold the seal in their palms.

Then, everyone took the seal one by one.

After the seal was also imprinted on Clark's palm, he clenched his fist and spoke to everyone while thinking.

"If you are sure that this seal can ensure that I will not be disintegrated, but will only be hit by the force of Tang's fist...

Then I think I can be the main attacker, on the one hand attracting the attention of the spire and the invaders behind, and on the other hand trying to bear the lightning for everyone when they are about to be attacked! "

"what?"

Hearing Clark's words, Bruce and Lex, who were looking at each other seriously, were stunned for a moment, and then they all looked at Clark.

Lex said as he watched.

“Clark, we don’t have a third suit of armor for you. Even if there are some equipment on the plane, their defense is far inferior to the armor of our two.

So, are you sure you can withstand... Don's fist with just your body?"

"should be no problem!"

Facing Lex's question, Clark nodded heavily.

"Although I can't fly, I'm really strong. I think my strength and speed are at least as good as Donton who killed so many people that night!"

At this point, Clark made a messy pattern in the air with his hands.

At the same time, Bruce swallowed hard and said.

"You mean the night Don took out the Court of Owls?"

"Yes, it was that night, but I must emphasize that Tang actually killed many innocent people, many of whom were not Owl Law..."

"But how do you know all this, Clark Kent!" Suddenly, Bruce stood up abruptly and looked at Clark with extreme vigilance.

Bruce spoke word by word while staring into Clark's eyes.

"The Court of Owls is just a legend, who can determine their identities with certainty?
Also, if you hadn't seen Tang's performance that night with your own eyes, how could you be sure that you were as good as him!

And most importantly, Clark Kent, you've been in Smallville.

There's not even a computer in your home, and the video of Tang that night was completely blocked by my and Lex's software before it was spread to the Internet!

Apart from governments and companies with private satellites, no one outside of Gotham witnessed Tang's actions that night. I guarantee that all the rumors are just hearsay!

Even those who own satellites would have to point them at Gotham at that exact moment in order to witness everything by coincidence.

so……"

Bruce's eyes turned increasingly dangerous as he looked at Clark.

"So who are you, just a farmer who is as powerful as Tang?

An ordinary farmer who stays on a farm without electronic equipment but can monitor Gotham and Tang in real time, even knows something about the Court of Owls and has a clear judgment of its members? ! ! "

Having said that, Bruce strode up to Clark and looked at him seriously.

He continued to ask while carefully analyzing Clark's eyes.

"What is the name of the organization behind you? Did you and Tang come from the same laboratory? Did Tang have a disagreement with your organization? Is he the most perfect work of your organization? You..."

"Walter??"

Listening to Bruce's hundred thousand questions, Clark widened his eyes in astonishment!

Faced with a series of questions, Clark pointed to his eyes helplessly.

“I have no relationship with Tang, we just met by coincidence!
I admit that in addition to my physical fitness being as good as Tang's, I also have relatively good hearing and vision.

Yes, even though I live in Smallville, I can see and hear everything in Gotham, so I saw it that night..."

"Look, you admit that you have been watching us, or rather, watching Tang, from behind!
Especially since Tang has the same senses as you, you both might be able to monitor the entire world!
Same strength and speed, same super senses, so can you also come back from the dead, or is Tang the most special among you?
As for tonight, answer me, what made you decide to come to us?
Is everything that happened in Washington related to the organization behind you? Are we your target? Are you trying to control and influence Tang by using us?"

"I……?!!"

Faced with Bruce's increasingly severe questioning, Clark was almost stunned.

He just spread his hands innocently and tried his best to explain to Bruce.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Bruce, I just don't want civilians to continue to suffer such harm!

Washington is the capital of the United States, and the fall of the government has thrown the country into chaos.

If the massacre is allowed to continue, countless citizens across the United States will die in the subsequent disasters and turmoil!

Bruce, I know everything you are doing now is just a test, but I hope you can put aside your doubts!
If I had any problem, then Don wouldn't let me into your cabin!
Even if you don't believe me, don't you believe Tang?"

"I never trust anyone!"

Bruce interrupted Clark heavily, then stared into Clark's eyes.

On the side, Zatanna was frightened by Bruce, and she couldn't help but take two steps to the side.

Zatanna said as she swallowed while holding onto the table.

"So he is also a guy like Tang, and is Tang's enemy!

God, I stayed with this guy for so long. If he wanted to do something, I would be dead!"

As she spoke, Zatanna quickly raised her hands, trying to cast a series of protective spells on herself.

But before Zatanna's magic could be released, Selina grabbed her wrist and then laughed like a goose!

The fifth chapter is here, and there is one more chapter to be added. Please wait for a moment, bosses~

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