The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 1370

“That’s a long story,” Zul’an’a said, tapping his head lightly.

"Simply put, you can think of me as another personality of Batman."

"That madman's second personality?" Luther was taken aback. "No wonder you're like a madman too, it's not surprising."

In Luthor's eyes, if Superman is a physically strong football player, then Batman is an incomprehensible mental patient. He believes that Batman himself is the one who should be locked up in Arkham Asylum.

Honestly, in Luthor's opinion, it wouldn't be surprising if Batman suffered from some kind of mental illness. Just to give you an example, even the most notorious supervillains don't always think about how to defeat their own comrades.

As Luther once said, "With a friend like you, who needs an enemy?"

This shows his true attitude towards Batman. He's a complete lunatic, and it's best to avoid any contact with him.

"Honestly, friend, is there any possibility of us reconciling?" Luther asked tentatively.

Luther fundamentally dislikes the feeling of fighting, and with his multiple identities, he sometimes prefers to think about problems from a businessman's perspective.

In Luther's view, nothing is off-limits for discussion, especially after he has acquired the leverage to negotiate.

At this point, Luther believed he had the leverage to sit down and talk with Zul'A, as the strength of his body, injected with the hybrid gene serum, far exceeded his own expectations.

He can now be said to have combined the characteristics of Kryptonians, Martians, Amazons and other humanoid races. Although it is not yet known whether the fusion is perfect, his power is already not to be underestimated.

The power and speed he just unleashed were definitely at the level of Superman. He has been entangled with Superman for so many years, and he knows all of the latter's data by heart. He would never be wrong.

Moreover, he doesn't have the weaknesses of Kryptonians and Martians, which he eliminated during the initial experiment. And indeed, he didn't trigger his phobia of fire after Zul'Aar attacked him with fire.

By the same token, he shouldn't have the same reaction as Kryptonians to various Kryptonite, which further proves the success of his experiment.

'While I never doubt that I am a genius, perhaps my intelligence surpasses even my own perception.'

Of course, these were just Luther's internal monologues; he could never say them aloud.

“Of course… impossible.” Zul’an smiled wickedly. “I’m going to wipe you all out.”

“What an incomprehensible madman.” Luther couldn’t help but shake his head. “Since there’s no possibility of reconciliation, I’ll just have to dismantle you first.”

As he spoke, Luther's eyes flashed with crimson electricity once more, and the next second, his blazing gaze shot straight at Zul'Aar.

This time, the process from replenishing energy to launching was much faster than last time, clearly indicating that Luther was already getting used to his new ability.

However, Zul'A was no pushover either. He teleported away before the heat vision hit him, appearing behind Luther in the blink of an eye.

Zul'Aben wanted to attack Luther from behind as before, but as soon as he teleported behind the latter, he discovered that the latter also had a pair of eyes on the back of his head.

"Do you remember the unique physiological characteristics of Martians?"

Luther chuckled through the mouth on the back of his head, then unleashed a heat vision from the eyes on the back of his head. This time, Zul'Ah couldn't dodge and took the hit head-on. However, this level of attack couldn't harm Zul'Ah. He withstood the heat vision and slashed at Luther with his razor-like hand.

Luther originally wanted to test his body's strength by trading blows, but at this moment, his body's cells were telling him to dodge.

However, it was too late. Zul'A's hand slashed across Luther's body, actually cutting into a part of his body. The next second, large gushes of blood flowed from his wound.

Zul'Agan wanted to make a sarcastic remark, but he found that Luther's blood did not splatter, but instead stuck to the latter's body like rubber.

"The Martians' abilities are indeed very useful."

Before he could finish speaking, the blood in Luther's body receded back into his body at a rapid speed, and then Zul'en'a felt a foreign object invading his body.

Zul'an looked down and saw an arm emerge from Luther's chest and pierce his own.

Although Zul'A hadn't, he was still terrified and got goosebumps all over. Without the slightest hesitation, he used teleportation and instantly put hundreds of meters away from Luther.

"So there's nothing inside your body, it really is just a solid piece of metal."

Luther straightened up, and the hand on his chest began to retract. It was then that Zul'Ah noticed that there was an eye on that hand.

“How is this possible?” Zul’A stared at Luther in disbelief. “How could you have broken through my defenses without me noticing?”

Luther didn't speak, but just smiled smugly, then turned into a gray streak of light and disappeared from the spot.

By the time Zul'A found Luther, the latter was already beside him, stretching out his fleshy hands and slashing at him.

In the blink of an eye, Luther had indeed chopped off his arms as smoothly as a hot knife through butter.

Zul'Aar was truly terrified. He activated the Mother Box to open the sonic boom channel, and with his battered body, he once again distanced himself from Luther. When he reappeared, he had already repaired his body.

“Is it the Speed ​​Force?” Zul’an discovered the blind spot. “You used the Flash’s technology, using the Speed ​​Force to vibrate your hands, turning your bare hands into powerful weapons, so you can attack me regardless of my body’s defenses.”

"But why? How could you possibly access the Speed ​​Force?"

Luther did not deny Zul'A's guess; he simply answered the latter's second question.

"This only requires a little bit of Barry Allen's genes. With Martian genes as a buffer, my body can accommodate far more genes than you realize."

"I have to thank the young hero Pulse who recently appeared on the news and claimed to be the Flash's grandson. It was his statement that inspired me."

"I was wondering if the Speed ​​Force could also be passed down through genes? And look, it turns out my guess was right. I really did connect with the Speed ​​Force through Barry Allen's genes."

"I am no longer a human, a Kryptonian, or a Martian—I am above all living beings!"

"You can call me an advanced predator."

(End of this chapter)