There is no Batman in Gotham City comics.

Chapter 254: Forming an Alliance (Part 1)

What words can describe the scene right now where the city is filled with intense gazes, and the scattered red light has almost burned the entire sky red?

If one had to find a metaphor, perhaps only a thousand Darkseids flooding into Star City and frantically unleashing Omega Beams could replicate its awe-inspiring power.

Soon the entire Star City was engulfed in flames under the intense heat, the tumors splattering with oil and juice, the aroma of cooked meat permeating the surrounding area for miles.

Although it was quite inappropriate to say that, Barry was awakened by the aroma of the barbecue.

Fortunately, the city had already been turned into ruins by the tumor before Da Chao's barbecue stand opened. Otherwise, if the current scene were taken out of context and posted online, there would definitely be accusations such as "What have you been protecting?"

Soon, Will and Night Owl also woke up after being shaken by Oliver.

"Wake up! Although it's bigger than I imagined, it seems we succeeded!!"

The Star City trio had completed the final cleanup work; the Owl Council's representative in Star City, that damned Mayor Ominic, was now under their control.

If all goes well, this bastard should be able to serve as a supplementary witness, contributing to the long and arduous process of sending the Gotham oligarchs to the gallows.

As for the Gotham crime syndicate that served the oligarchs, Mr. Freeze was brought to justice, Catman escaped before the catastrophe, and the rest died in this battle between good and evil.

The distant, towering flames were reflected in Will's pupils, and he turned to look at Oliver.

"What are you going to do after that? This mess is even harder to clean up than Gotham's."

"That's true, but Star City is a little different from Gotham."

"Which point?"

"The people of Xingcheng believe in me, and I have the ability to become their leader."

Oliver turned and, raising his arms, shouted to the bewildered citizens, "Dry your tears, my people! Evil has been defeated, and from now on, everyone will bask in the sunlight!"

As the former mayor and Star City’s only superhero, Oliver enjoys immense prestige and influence among the people.

With just this short sentence, he immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

The refugee population was so large that the vast majority of them did not hear Oliver's shouts, but that did not stop them from applauding and cheering for him.

After the disaster came reconstruction, and Oliver was the only one who could give them hope during this long process.

In contrast, in Gotham, Qin Wei currently only has a certain influence within the gangs. If there is no one or a symbol to give the people hope, then fear and unease will spread and grow on the post-disaster land.

This is precisely why Isaiah Thomas is so determined to run for mayor in another universe.

Inspired by Oliver, Will suddenly found his direction.

He needs to stabilize the situation in Gotham as quickly as possible, and a combination of political and economic measures is essential.

Economically, he has enough money to rebuild Wayne Enterprises.

As for politics—

His gaze fell on Thomas, who stood beside him with lifeless eyes.

"Lock Lord, do you want to be mayor? Just say the word, and I'll lift you up!"

The owl ignored him, muttering to himself over and over again.

"It's over—everything's gone—"

"I'm talking to you!!"

"They're all gone—hehehe—"

Qin Wei didn't even know how to write the word "consideration," and seeing the other person rambling on and on, he simply slapped him across the face.

Snapped!

"You left your eardrum at home, you idiot?"

Anger flashed across Night Owl's face, then he just chuckled, shook his head, and resumed his incessant muttering to himself.

Oh no! I'm stunned!!

Through this incident, Qin Wei finally understood the devastation Ye Xiao was experiencing.

Of course, the good news is that Bruce didn't wake up.

One night owl was enough to give him a headache; if another musty-smelling guy were to surround him, Qin Wei definitely wouldn't be able to stand it.

There's no other way! Since the other party isn't going to get over it anytime soon, we'll just have to find someone else.

For example, Mayor Copperpot? To be honest, that title sounds quite pleasant.

As soon as Superman and the green light landed, a wave of applause surrounded the triumphant heroes.

While Hal was enjoying the praise and gratitude, Clark's expression was rather unpleasant. He floated and weaved through the outstretched arms of the crowd until he reached the top of the building.

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He came specifically to see Wei.

"Now can we continue our previous topic, young man? How much do you know about this?"

"I didn't know any more than you before this trip—" Qin Wei also had a lot to say to Superman, so the two of them put their heads together and found a corner where they would definitely not be disturbed.

Of course, besides Superman, the bystanders also include Green Arrow, Flash, and Green Lantern.

After all, what follows concerns the safety of the entire universe.

"As far as I know, there's a very high chance we exist in a ghostly place called the Dark Universe. And this place was likely shaped by someone's fear or a nightmare."

Upon hearing this, everyone displayed a different expression.

Aside from Flash, who was struggling to understand the meaning of these words, who was on an adventure with Qin Wei, Superman and Green Arrow simply frowned.

As for Greenlight, who is not much older than Wei, he immediately started mocking him.

"Hey buddy, are you having a wild imagination, or were you on drugs on your way here? What kind of story is this?! 'Brain in a vat?'"

"In fact, I'm not only imaginative, but also have a strong will. So when will you be willing to give the ring to someone more capable?" Qin Wei retorted sharply, hitting Green Light where it hurt.

Hal Jordan felt a chill run down his spine; the source of the Green Lantern's abilities and power was a secret.

What's even more deadly is that just as the other person said those words, the ring on his hand flashed.

"Hey! Wait a minute—how did you know—"

"Hal, let him finish what he has to say."

Oliver, who had already heard about the absurd experiences of the others from Lightning, showed great patience. Although he also thought Will was talking nonsense, he still hoped that Will could convince him.

The disaster in Xingcheng must be explained.

Even if the truth is unbelievable, it's better than fabricating a complete lie that everyone can accept, such as an alien octopus invasion.

After confirming that everyone was willing to listen to him properly, Qin Wei finally started talking.

From the confrontation with the Court of Owls to the discovery of the tumor atop Wayne Tower, from the parasitized swamp monster to the moon that watches over the world like an eyeball. Gotham's stories alone are enough to make one's mouth dry.

Upon hearing this, the other superheroes were speechless.

If you just took this story out of the box, no one would believe it. But the point is that Qin Wei told it in such detail. When those outrageous yet immersive scenes unfolded before the superheroes' eyes, everyone seemed to truly see the bizarre and turbulent world that Qin Wei had described.

"I'm a little tired, Barry, you tell me the second half of the story."

Qin Wei handed the microphone to Lightning.

He wasn't actually tired; rather, he wanted to use a different perspective to enhance the credibility of his story.

"—Then we traveled to another universe, where the particles that made up space were unusually active, probably a thousand times more numerous than in our world. Therefore, I judged that universe was on the verge of collapse at any moment—"

"In the end, we managed to escape and come back. Oh, and we also brought back someone from that world. He looks just like the Judgment Knight—"

"Some things are better left unsaid." Qin Wei gave Barry a knowing look, letting him figure it out himself.

"So you're guessing that our universe, like theirs, will collapse and crumble once the conflict stops and the world is at peace?" Superman summarized this complex and mind-bending story in concise language.

"This isn't a guess; someone told me for sure."

"How can you be sure he's not lying to you? You trust him that much?" Green Lantern subtly raised his voice. Ever since his secret of his abilities was exposed, Jordan's eyes had been filled with wariness and hostility as he looked at Will.

"On the contrary, I never easily trust anyone. But if someone is in a higher position, not only seeing further than you, but also possessing more clues and information, would you take their answers at face value? Even if they are an enemy."

Hal nodded reluctantly.

He had to admit that although Wei was about the same age as him, his language, logic, and thinking abilities far surpassed his own.

The Judgment Knight is indeed a formidable figure; it's just a mystery what his superpowers are.

"How about we exchange contact information? If what this kid says is true, then perhaps only by joining forces can we prevent the destruction of the entire universe." Oliver had the idea of ​​forming an alliance, but he felt that this should not be proposed by an old man who was about to be stuffed into a coffin. The best person to initiate this would naturally be Superman.

But Clark's current focus is not entirely on the survival and destruction of the universe. To put it bluntly, he prefers his roles as a husband and father to that of a savior, and secondly, as a small-town farmer.

Moreover, Louis is currently in the Jordan River region of the Middle East.

In fact, just before this disaster occurred, Superman had rescued a busload of Palestinian civilians from an Israeli electromagnetic catapult bombardment. When he angrily confronted the Israeli squad commander, the commander shamelessly labeled the civilians as terrorists.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Superman, our soldiers don't have X-ray vision. They can't tell if there are weapons hidden under their thick robes. I can't risk the lives of my men."

"There were children in the car, are you saying they were terrorists too!?"

"Mr. Superman, if I'm not mistaken, your other identity should be that of a U.S. citizen, right?" The commander didn't answer directly, but instead started checking Superman's household registration.

"Superman belongs to all of humanity."

"Then why do you operate in Metropolis all year round? If you truly belong to all of humanity, then you should stand on our side, join us, and wipe out these terrorists in robes."

Clark was speechless at the squad leader's rebuttal. For some reason, he remembered Qin Wei's words: "You're not a Kryptonian, you're an American."

But the squad leader's questioning was far from over.

"You say children and women aren't terrorists? Then why don't you look back at your own country? The Vietnam War a century ago, with its white phosphorus bombs, dirty bombs, and Agent Orange, killed not only women and children, but generations after generation."

"War never shows any mercy, so don't be fooled by your government's instigation and propaganda."

The team leader wasn't afraid of Superman, firstly because the other party wasn't carrying any filming equipment; and secondly because even if this American revealed the truth back home, it wouldn't cause much of a stir.

After all, the one funding this war was his own country.

Superman also discovered that he couldn't get anything done as long as he stood on America's side.

"You seem to have something on your mind?"

Just as Clark was in a daze, Qin Wei gently patted the shoulder of this god among men.

"Is there a problem? Perhaps I can help you."

Qin Wei said this with great confidence, after all, there was nothing on a physical level that could bother Superman, so the other party must have encountered some bad things.

And psychological counseling is precisely his specialty.