The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 1396

The reason Batman's fist exploded was because of the contents he had sprayed on his cape.

This white, latex-like substance is actually a gel bomb. It will explode upon violent impact, and a palm-sized amount of gel is enough to destroy a thin wall.

Batman had just sprayed an entire can of gel onto his fist; even Superman would stagger and feel dizzy for a while after taking a punch of that magnitude.

Kanter's physical abilities were definitely inferior to Superman's, so when he was hit by this punch, he was immediately sent flying backward.

Kanté was unharmed below the neck, but his neck was charred black, even his prized mustache was burned, and his hat had flown off somewhere.

But Batman is definitely not having an easy time either. He lost a section of his left hand, and the remaining half, without the protection of his suit, reveals charred flesh. The upper half of his suit is also mostly destroyed.

This was even with his best suit on and a cape wrapped around him several times. Without such protection, Batman would have died countless times over.

However, he was now completely exhausted and on the verge of death.

After the loud explosion, Kanter and Batman fell to the ground, and the previously noisy common room finally fell silent.

About two minutes later, Kant finally got up from the ground, swaying slightly. As expected, the new gods had the superior physical abilities.

Kanté withstood the damage from the explosion; although his face was badly bruised, it didn't kill him.

Kant reached out and wiped his face, removing the dust and a small amount of blood, then slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

"A truly memorable opponent."

Even though he was disfigured, Kanter's face showed little anger. Instead, after regaining his senses, he immediately praised his opponent.

"I've heard about your exploits, Batman. In fact, I expected to take you down with three swords."

"I thought I had shown you enough respect, but you performed even better than I expected. Not only did I not finish you off with three swords, but I was actually overpowered by you, an ordinary Earthling."

"Such outstanding on-the-spot reactions, coupled with excellent tactical planning, I will probably never forget you."

"Not only that, you will become my most valuable spoils of war."

As Kant spoke, he walked to Batman's side. He was about to raise his sword to end Batman's suffering when he caught sight of something moving in the darkness.

The New Gods' physical attributes granted Kant the ability to see without being affected by darkness, allowing him to spot subtle movements in the shadows immediately.

'what? '

Kant's hands moved faster than his mind; the moment the thought crossed his mind, his sword was already thrust out.

"Ding!"

With a crisp metallic clang, Kant felt his arm pause; this was the first time during this mission that he had encountered a situation where a sword failed to pierce through.

Kanter tapped the ground with his toes to create distance, but of course he couldn't just retreat. During his retreat, he used the tip of his sword to pick up the dart that had fallen to the ground, and then kicked it at Batman, who was lying on the ground.

Regardless of what it was, Kant decided to deal with Batman lying on the ground first, even though the latter was no longer able to fight. He understood the principle that delay could lead to unforeseen consequences.

The half-batter flew straight toward its original owner, seemingly about to behead him.

At that moment, the thing that was flowing on the ground suddenly sprang up, turning into a wall to block the dart, and then pounced on Batman, enveloping him.

"What the hell is this thing?" Kanter looked at the chaotically flowing fluid and a chill ran down his spine. In such situations, intangible things often evoke the most basic fear.

Batman was quickly engulfed, and then the fluid began to take shape, enveloping Batman's entire body like a suit of armor.

'what happened? ’

Batman's head was spinning; it seemed like something was wrong with his brain, and he could only recall fragmented, scattered memories.

It took Batman a good ten seconds to remember how he had passed out.

'Logically speaking, even if I didn't die, I should be seriously injured, so why can't I feel any pain at all?'

"I am the intelligent bionic weapon QQ. You can call me QQ. I have sent the instructions for using me into your brain via neural link. Please use me properly."

Before Batman could figure out what was happening, a whole bunch of unfamiliar memories suddenly flooded his mind, which made him realize what he really was.

"So it was the cane Yang Le gave me." Batman suddenly realized.

"I really owe them a huge favor."

Batman got up from the ground as he spoke. At this moment, the bionic weapon that was wrapped around him, which called itself QQ, had been fully formed and turned into a Batman-style suit.

This time, however, he was completely covered up, and even Bruce Wayne's sexy chin wasn't showing.

Batman waved his left hand lightly. Although his arm did not grow back, the bionic weapon connected to his nerves and simulated his left hand.

This QQ not only became his armor, but also suppressed his injuries, so he can't feel any pain at all now.

"Looks like we can start the second round."

Batman turned his gaze toward the direction from which the sound came, where Kant had already tidied himself up and was standing there with his sword at his side, watching him.

"Sorry for the waitting."

Perhaps because his emotions were stirred up, even Batman said things he wouldn't normally say.

"If it's for a delicious main course, then a short wait is worthwhile."

A certain emotion ignited in Kanter's eyes; he was eager to know just how far Batman could go with that bizarre-looking armor.

Because of the neural link, Batman had mastered the operation of QQ, and it was because of this that he understood Yang Le's painstaking efforts.

'Go back and arrange a sinecure for Yang Le at Wayne Group where he just collects the money.'

With that thought in mind, Batman's armor also changed.

Batman's hands wriggled and transformed into two pincer-like objects, which he then raised and aimed at Kanter.

The next second, Kant felt a tremendous pulling force on his hand, as if an invisible hand was trying to snatch the sword from him.

Is it magnetism?

Kant didn't sense any supernatural power, so he immediately made a judgment.

(End of this chapter)