American comics: Random transformations

The Shapeshifter chimed in from the side:

"Finishing move, here it comes! 1000% Intentional Blast Punch!"

A terrifying wave of energy was released from the fist, causing a momentary blur in the fan-shaped area in front of the fist. The air exploded with a sonic boom.

Bane, who was rushing forward, instantly felt like he was about to die!

His capillaries ruptured in multiple places, all the gas tubes on his body exploded, and he was like a deflated ball, with blood vessels bursting all over his body, and green blood gushing out of him.

"This, this, this is awful! I didn't kill him, did I?!"

Nightwing panicked. Crap, the other guy's bleeding way too much! Is he going to die!

Garfield, who was watching the show from the side, jumped out. Everything here was just too boring. That attack the power armor just unleashed, he could casually wave his paw and do the same.

He looked disdainfully at Nightwing, who was anxiously stomping his feet, and slowly strolled with cat-like steps, calmly walking to Bane, who was covered in blood.

"What are you afraid of? It's just a little bleeding. Who says bleeding will kill someone? At his rate of bleeding, he's far from dying.

Besides, look at his whole body, it's all this green blood. I suspect he's not even from Earth."

"But how do I save him like this? I haven't learned how!"

Massage and bone setting, Nightwing said he was good at that. He was often dislocating his bones by Batman during training, and had long learned how to straighten people's bones.

But this kind of injury, where blood vessels burst all over the body and there's excessive bleeding, was the first time he'd seen it. He'd never seen it before, so he was a little flustered.

"Calm down. Even if all he has left is a brain, I can still save him."

Garfield stretched out his paw, his claws popped out, and he pressed down on Bane's head.

"What are you doing?"

"Watch closely, this is turning a person into a living being!"

White energy surged into Bane's body along with the paw, repairing the body while also checking his genes and his brain.

The genes were fine, just human, with no alien blood mixed in. The brain had some problems, a few nerves were burned out. They could grow back on their own, but he might lose some memories.

"Okay, I've repaired all his blood vessels and everything. I've also corrected his brain, so he won't have brain death. But as you can see, the bleeding is excessive. If he wants to recover, given his physique, it will probably take a few days."

Just as they were chatting.

"Swish ~ Swish ~ Swish ~"

Three batarangs came in a cross formation.

All of them were shot towards the power armor.

Nightwing subconsciously raised his hand to block, and the batarangs shot on the shield and were directly bounced away.

The sharp three batarangs collided in the air, two flew upwards, and one accidentally stuck in Bane's head.

"Oh oh, now, he might really be dead."

Garfield joked.

Nightwing simply couldn't believe his eyes. Did this mean he killed Bane, or Batman killed Bane!

What about the promise not to kill?

"F**k you, Batman!"

Chapter 127: Fatherly Love and Filial Piety

Batman watched them from the darkness.

"Shoo-- Shoo-- Shoo--"

Again, three rapidly shot batarangs, the sound was lighter, they flew faster, and the angles were more cunning!

Ding ding ding, the power armor's shield slapped the shurikens away! Not letting the shurikens ricochet.

"Holy crap, Batman, what the heck are you doing!"

Nightwing hadn't made up with Batman yet. Facing this Batman who directly made a killing move, the power armor's fist was clenched very, very hard!

Batman jumped down from the rafters. He didn't use the bat glider, he just jumped down, and didn't even finish the forward roll.

Nightwing was shocked: "Sh*t, Batman, are you f***ing crazy? Jumping like that, don't you want your knees!"

Maybe his foot really went numb, Batman stood there for a minute before continuing to move.

The bat suit's arm blades popped out, and he adopted a fighting stance, intending to fight Nightwing in the power armor one-on-one.

"F**k, it seems you're really crazy. Killing people is one thing, but you still want to fight me!"

Garfield moved his paw away from Bane's head: "Hey, he's not dead yet, I just saved him."

The Shapeshifter watched the excitement and didn't think the matter was too big: "Oh, you want to beat him up? I'll help you!"

The power armor's iron fist wriggled for a while, and the appearance of the iron fist became rounded. The angular fist all became round, turning into boxing gloves. The surface of the boxing gloves was covered with more of the Shapeshifter's body tissue.

Nightwing bumped his fists together, the fists "duang, duang", this fist hitting people, shouldn't kill them...

"Don't worry, the electric current attached to the gloves will not only not electrocute people, but also make them more energetic!"

Nightwing nodded, his expression serious: "Thanks, alien friend. Although I often lose when fighting him, I must win this time!"

… …

Batman stood quietly in his stance, waiting for Nightwing's attack. This was actually Batman himself, trying his best to restrain himself, preventing himself from accidentally killing his adopted son. The chip on his headgear was already starting to smoke slightly at this time.

Before, when he accidentally stuck the batarang in Bane's head, he had very strong emotional fluctuations, which made his controlled body stiff for a long time.

… …

Since Batman didn't move, it was Nightwing in the power armor who rushed up.

The father-son game began. The two used the same fighting style, dodging, moving, looking for openings to attack, a familiar and unfamiliar fight.

Nightwing discovered that Batman could actually fight him evenly. In the past, he would have been knocked down within ten moves, but now he was on par with him, which meant that the other party's fighting skills had weakened.

Moreover, facing Nightwing in the power armor, Batman had never used his gadgets. He didn't know if he had forgotten, or if he thought he didn't need gadgets to deal with him?

As the power armor collected data on Batman, a new set of fighting data was quickly deduced and updated.

"Nightwing, follow this set of moves! Don't worry, just follow the images!"

The Shapeshifter hung the data model of the character's moves on the vision panel for Nightwing to learn.

Anyway, Batman's current attack power doesn't hurt him.

The original shield had already been incorporated into the power armor by the Shapeshifter, covering the surface of the power armor as an energy shield.

The glowing green light covered the entire power armor. In its current state, even missiles couldn't break it, let alone the mere destructive power of fists.

It's not like Batman would suddenly unleash a Lightning Bolt Fist... …

Crackling fists struck Batman repeatedly.

The electric current stimulated Batman over and over again, and the little device on his head finally overloaded.

With a "Bang!" it exploded.

Nightwing watched the dark thing fall from Batman's head, and his hand stopped in mid-air, no longer swinging down.

Batman also stopped in place, like a robot without power, stuck there motionless.

"Wait, he seems to have a problem!" Garfield's eyes glowed like two light bulbs.

This was the gaze of his true form, the Celestial Garfield, projected from the hell dimension.

While scanning Batman, he said:

"Strange, his soul has shrunk into a ball inside his brain.

Emmm, what was controlling his body just now shouldn't have been him. Strange, I don't see any traces of magic on him either."

'Is current technology capable of interfering with souls?'

Deciding not to dwell on it, Garfield suddenly came to Batman's body. The stiff Batman was like a statue, very easy to climb.

Green light emerged from Garfield's body.

[Aroma Therapy]

Compared to the ultimate creature cells he used on Bane, the [Aroma Therapy] ability was more "gentle."

"Okay, Batman's body has been repaired, and his brain nerves have also been repaired.

However, it's also thanks to your two hits just now that his body didn't suffer much damage."

Nightwing's set of electric shock punches, attacking the internal organs, eliminated all the abuse and bruises Batman had suffered before.

The bruises on his face and chest now were still from Nightwing's punches.

Nightwing's attacks weren't light either. Each hit was with all his strength, causing smoke to come out of his head. Anyway, he wouldn't die, so he beat him to death.

"Hey! Batman! Batman! Wake up! Wake up!"

Nightwing shook him frantically, almost scattering Batman's soul, which was still adapting to his body.

Just now, in order to stop himself from being controlled, Batman compressed all his willpower into his brain, constantly concentrating, concentrating, and concentrating again, forcibly compressing his entire soul into his brain to resist the brainwave control chip.

He's a ruthless person, no wonder he could make the control chip smoke.

… … … …

Coming back to his senses, Batman's muscles relaxed and went limp. His body almost broke free from Nightwing's hands.

Fortunately, there was Garfield, this not-so-scientific creature.

Otherwise, even if he was Batman, Bruce Wayne, a super-rich man, it would be useless.

Relying solely on existing technology, there was no way to reset his soul. Perhaps Superman's technology could, but Superman didn't know either.

Nightwing placed him to the side. A fully relaxed Batman was not so easy to move, swaying as he was moved.

"Stop shaking! Nightwing, I'm conscious."

The familiar, phlegm-filled voice sounded from Batman's mouth.

Nightwing's body stiffened for a moment, and he put Batman down.

Batman got up from the ground, quickly adapting to his current body.

"Your combo just now was good, but I was being controlled, so I didn't react."

Batman twisted his neck, relieving the slight pain in his face. He looked at the black, white, and green power armor in front of him, his expression quite complicated.

Nightwing noticed the blind spot. Listening to Batman's tone, he knew everything?

"Huh? You knew? You could see just now? You weren't being controlled? If you weren't being controlled, you still wanted to fight me, Frak you, Batman!"

Batman choked for a moment, but finally admitted:

"Everyone has moments of failure… I was indeed being controlled, but I could see, from a third-person perspective, watching your fighting process. You've improved a lot."

Batman rarely praised him, soothing Nightwing's emotions, and then continued:

"The Mad Hatter's brainwave control technology is very dangerous. It's not just me; Bane, Riddler, Scarecrow, and Penguin have all been controlled. Oh, right, there's still Scarecrow; he hasn't come up yet!"

Just as Batman finished speaking, several plastic glass balls bounced over.

The green balls had flashing red lights, and it was clear whose handiwork they were.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

All the glass balls exploded, and a green mist quickly spread.

"Be careful of fear gas! This stuff is an upgraded version."

After Batman finished speaking, he reached for his belt, wanting to take out the portable filter mask inside. As a result, he reached in and grabbed a few times, but found nothing inside!

"Damn it. Be careful!"

Batman was retreating, but Nightwing had already charged up!

His whole body emitted a faint green light. Although the energy shield couldn't stop the poisonous fog, the power armor had an air filtration system inside, and he was already prepared for this situation.

The spreading green mist obscured normal vision, but it couldn't stop him in his power armor. Nightwing charged straight ahead, towards the heat source reaction on the panel.

Scarecrow was just a scientist. Besides having a top-notch chemical brain, his close combat ability was worrisome, pitiful, weak, and helpless.

After being controlled, he was dull. Scarecrow couldn't outrun Batman, and his state when controlled was also clumsy.