The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 1393

A few minutes later, with only two minutes left until the time Batman had set, he finally managed to contact Mr. Excellence again, who hadn't spoken for quite some time.

"Mr. Zhuoyue, report your current situation."

After waiting for about two or three seconds, Batman frowned. He didn't receive a reply from Mr. Excellence, so he immediately contacted Blue Beetle again.

"Blue Beetle, report your situation!"

Several more seconds passed, and still no one responded. Batman realized that the worst had happened.

"Steel Bones".

"I'm here, Batman. What happened?"

Batman breathed a slight sigh of relief; thankfully, it wasn't the worst yet, and at least Cyborg hadn't run into any problems.

“Mr. Excellence and Blue Beetle may have been attacked. I need to check the situation now. I need you to change the layout inside Cybertron to prevent the enemy from finding you if you are hiding.”

"Also, if I don't contact you in ten minutes, you must contact Superman and the others and tell them what happened on Cybertron."

"Why? Can't we notify them now?"

When Cyborg asked his question, Batman gave his own answer.

"No, Superman and the others are already entangled by countless Parademons. Telling them these things now will only distract them and won't do them any good."

"Moreover, Superman and his team have already seen Steppenwolf and Calyback on the front lines, which demonstrates the enemy's strategy."

"Clearly, the enemy has sent a skilled infiltrator into our fortress. If Superman and the others choose to support us, then Steppenwolf and the others who are facing us will definitely take the opportunity to chase and attack them."

"That's when we'll really be caught in a dilemma, at least we need to ensure the stability of one side."

Cyborg was persuaded by Batman, mainly because he had a firm grip on control of Cybertron, and the enemy could not truly conquer the fortress unless they captured him.

As long as Cyborg keeps changing his position as Batman said, Cybertron will not fall even if Batman and his team are wiped out.

“I will.” Cyborg nodded. “I’m sorry, there are too many enemies right now, and I can hardly spare any attention to help you. However, I can still help you teleport within the base.”

"Then teleport me to the rest area where Mr. Zhuoyue and the others went missing."

As Batman spoke, he stood up and picked up the cane he had placed next to his seat.

This thing was given to him by Yang Le, who said he made it while developing the gene fusion device, because he expected Batman would not use the fusion device.

As expected, Yang Le guessed correctly. Batman refused the superhuman experience card on the grounds that he did not need to go to the front line of battle, but he did not refuse the cane that the former offered.

Batman had just shifted his weight onto his cane when Cyborg's teleportation arrived, and by the time he came to his senses, he was already standing at the entrance to the rest area. After walking steadily into the rest area with his cane, Batman finally saw the scorch marks that Mr. Excel had mentioned in the communication device.

After a quick glance, confirming that Mr. Excellence's judgment was correct, Batman didn't waste any more time on it and simply moved on to the deeper parts.

A few minutes later, Batman walked out of the corridor and into a slightly wider area, which served as the dormitory's common lounge area. There were two such common lounges on each floor of the dormitory.

The lounge isn't particularly large, but it's still big enough to accommodate a dozen or so people for a party, making it a suitable place for a fight as well.

The common room where Batman was was in a complete mess. All kinds of furniture had been reduced to rubble, and all the books that Yang Le had carefully collected had been turned into waste paper. If he saw this scene, he would definitely be angry.

Batman also saw the larger scorch mark that Mr. Excel had mentioned. It was clear that the scorch mark he had just encountered was only the place where Black Lightning and the enemy first clashed. The place where the two really fought was in this common room.

Batman glanced at it briefly and could only see the traces left by Black Lightning; he didn't find any obvious traces from the enemy.

Either this person is an extremely skilled master at concealing their abilities, or they don't have any special attack methods, at least not the kind that release lightning.

Batman looked around, but he didn't find any trace left by anyone other than Black Lightning, including Mr. Excellence and Blue Beetle.

These two have somewhat similar fighting styles, both relying on their own inventions to fight. Blue Beetle's way of moving is also quite similar to his, and he is one of the few people Batman likes to work with in the Justice League.

Batman and Blue Beetle have worked together several times. Except for the first time when they were somewhat unfamiliar with each other, they have cooperated seamlessly on the other occasions.

It's a pity that Blue Beetle also has his own regular partner, Golden Vanguard, otherwise Batman would definitely have poached him to Wayne Enterprises.

Therefore, Batman has great confidence in Blue Beetle's skills. An enemy who can be taken down before he can even give a warning is definitely not a pushover.

Thinking this, Batman strolled toward another exit of the lounge. As he walked, he deliberately pushed his cane forward a little further, just like someone hiking a mountain path using a trekking pole to probe the way. Batman was also using his cane to test for traps.

As Batman approached the exit, he suddenly stopped, sensing something different about the cane he was using.

Batman gently moved his cane aside and, sure enough, saw a small, inconspicuous stain on the carpet beneath his feet.

The mark was narrow and thin, clearly made by a sharp tool. The cut was so neat and without any roughness that an ordinary sword or knife could not make such a mark.

Even Batman's own batarangs can't do that, and neither Black Lightning, Mr. Excellence, nor Blue Beetle have any equipment that can do this.

Clearly, this must be a trace left by the enemy, who was skilled in using sharp weapons and must have been a master swordsman.

Batman remembered that the information Yang Le gave him included a description of an Apokolips who was skilled with swords. The man's name was Kant, and he was said to be a renowned assassin master throughout the universe.

The number of martial arts techniques mastered is almost impossible to count; there are even claims of hundreds of millions of different techniques, which is truly a terrifying figure.

I've heard that Kant's favorite thing to do is to hunt like a hunter. Once he sets his sights on a target, no matter where it escapes in the universe, he will find it, kill it, and turn it into a trophy.

(End of this chapter)