The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 1352

Seeing this, Roy stopped after firing only four bullets. Clearly, his pistol was ineffective against the enemy in front of him, and the deflected bullets would ricochet.

Unpredictable ricochets might cause trouble, and there are many things here that he doesn't understand.

What if his bullet pierces some equipment and causes an explosion? Whether it will hinder the robot is unknown, but it certainly won't be good for him and Cassandra.

"Not bad defensive capabilities." Roy swung his mechanical arm, and in a series of mechanical movements, he aimed the deforming arm at the robot.

"Why don't you try this?"

The cannon, which had just been retrieved, reappeared. This time, without delay, after a brief charging, a beam of energy the thickness of a bowl burst forth and struck the robot's face directly.

To everyone's surprise, the robot remained motionless, enduring the onslaught of high-temperature energy beams.

However, the energy beam did not achieve the effect that Roy had imagined; instead, it was deflected by his sturdy community when it hit the robot.

Just like blocking the water from a faucet, the scattered energy began to shoot out to other parts of the room. Just as Roy had said, the debris was basically turned to ashes as soon as it was grazed by the energy beam.

Seeing this, Roy, fearing he might hurt Cassandra and also worried about running out of energy, had no choice but to stop firing.

When the energy beam completely disappeared, Roy looked over and saw that the armor on the robot's chest had turned orange-red, but there was no sign of it melting.

“Its melting point is much higher than that of steel,” Roy thought to himself, clicking his tongue in amazement.

The energy beam he just used was already the strongest weapon on his mechanical arm, yet even that couldn't harm the robot in front of him in the slightest?
This is going to be a tough battle.

Roy licked his lips, his adrenaline surging as he realized the danger, and he even felt a faint sense of excitement.

Under Roy's control, the robotic arm began to transform again, this time into something resembling a pile driver. A metal cone about the thickness of three fingers popped out from its wrist, except that the metal color of the cone tip was noticeably different from the rest.

It is obvious that some special metal was used.

This is the most armor-piercing weapon on this robotic arm; penetrating a one-centimeter-thick steel plate is no problem at all, all thanks to that special cone-shaped tip. It remains to be seen whether it will be effective against the armor of the robot in front of us.

At this moment, Roy, who was originally full of confidence, suddenly felt uncertain.

"What the hell are you?"

Looking at the robot in front of him, which resembled a giant Batman, Roy began to communicate with it as if it were a person. The world is full of highly intelligent robots, so he believed that the robot in front of him was no exception.

However, Roy was clearly wrong this time.

"Who am I?" The robot moved its limbs like a human, as if it were doing warm-up exercises.

"Weren't you all looking for me? Why are you asking me who I am now that you're actually facing me?"

“Zul’en?” Roy’s expression changed drastically. “You got yourself inside a robot’s body?”

“I prefer to call this behavior an evolution.” Zul spread his hands, revealing his mechanical body to the two of them without reservation.

"Rather than staying in that weak flesh, this powerful metal body is more suitable for me. To use my dear friend Yang Le's description of Steel Bones, it's like experiencing the pain of flesh and blood, but ascending to mechanical heights!"

"joke."

Cassandra, who had remained silent until now, stepped forward. She had just taken advantage of the chaos to move the unconscious Batman to safety. "How can one be called human if one cannot feel pain?"

Zul naturally knew who Kassandra was and how powerful she was, but in his opinion, even so, she was just a child. She might be good at fighting, but it was too early for her to be discussing Dao.

Zul was about to make a sarcastic remark about Cassandra when she beat him to it.

“I can confirm it.” Cassandra turned slightly to the side, assuming a sword-drawing stance.

"Bruce is countless times better than you; at least he never runs away."

It was clear that Cassandra was very agitated, and even her speech became much smoother, but at this moment there was someone who was even angrier than her.

"What did you say?" Zul clenched his fist, making a scraping sound like metal scraping together.

"You're saying I'm weaker than that guy?"

"I have nothing to say to people who only know how to run away."

Cassandra loosely clenched her right hand, and at the same time, black and gold mist began to rise from her body, gradually converging towards her right hand.

A breeze had somehow picked up in the room, causing Cassandra's cloak to flutter slightly.

Suddenly, Cassandra drew her right hand, and at the same time, the black and gold mist, as black as sand, condensed into a black and gold sword.

It wasn't the Japanese sword commonly seen in the Justice League; instead, it was an eight-sided Han sword. If Zul hadn't been quite knowledgeable, he probably wouldn't have recognized it.

Zul wasn't flustered by Cassandra's dramatic sword-drawing, thanks to Batman; he knew what the trick was all about.

"Soul Sword? I know that. It's a method of creating a powerful weapon by condensing one's own soul, right?"

Zul regained his usual ease and said with a smile, "Yang Le also mentioned this technology to me... and Bruce, but my unambitious body simply didn't want to learn it, so I didn't get the method to cultivate this technology."

"But it doesn't matter. Once I've won you over, this technology will naturally fall into my hands."

“It seems that my father’s departure from Earth was all your doing.” Cassandra sensed something from Zul’s tone.

“Yes, you guessed it. I am indeed very wary of Yang Le.” Zul nodded generously. “The device he possesses, called Omnitrix, is simply too versatile. Neither I nor the original body can devise a way to counter his identity.”

"After I regained control of the body, my first thought was to get Yang Le away, which is why I asked him to go to space to complete a mission as Batman."

"According to my calculations, even if Yang Le wants to complete the mission and return, it will take him at least four days. That's enough time for me to take down the hostages targeting him."

Even though Zul didn't have eyes in the true sense, Cassandra still sensed an aggressive gaze from those cameras.

Clearly, the bait Zul was referring to was her; he wanted to use her to threaten his father.

This touched a nerve with Cassandra, who gripped the Soul Sword like a lioness.

"Before that, I'll tear you to pieces!"

(End of this chapter)