American comics: The off-the-charts random transformation

"You should call me Handsome Bro... never mind, I'm only going to be an egg for an hour anyway."

"Don't worry, leave Robin to this prophet!"

Superman flew over, drew a circle with his bare hands to unleash a powerful attack, using a "white hole attack" to shatter the chains. He then carried the falling Robin to safety.

As soon as they landed, Jason complained, "Where were you just now? And what's with that outfit? It's so ugly!"

The dashing superhero touched his helmet and flicked his cape.

"Tasteless! Mine is super cool!"

Right after I respawned, I went to the chemical plant's staff canteen, and to be honest, their food was terrible!

I searched for ages before finding eight eggs. My current appearance is the result of eating fried eggs. The transformation energy from fried eggs is limited, so be careful. I'm going to help Batman!

Superman leaped into the air and charged toward the Joker.

Hey! You!

Jason wanted to say something more, but seeing that Superman was already fighting with the Joker, he stopped talking.

"White hole attack! White hole attack! White hole attack!"

Superman kept drawing circles, and the power unleashed by the dazzling white circles was comparable to that of a small missile.

After the energy from the aura strikes the clown, white lightning bolt symbols are left in the attack area.

The symbol continuously discharges electricity, constantly disrupting the Joker's healing abilities. However, despite enduring so many light-emitting cannons, the Joker, aside from looking a bit disheveled, doesn't appear to be on the verge of death.

"what happened?"

Superman thought that he had too little energy, so his power had decreased.

But when its white hole attack strikes a pillar or wall in a factory, the power to easily blast a large hole in it is by no means weak!

"Could it be that with Handsome Bro's abilities, I can't kill anyone?!"

After thinking about it carefully, Tian Xiaoban realized that it was indeed possible!

In children's cartoons, where are there any dead people?

No matter how exaggerated a character's fighting ability is, at most they'll get hit until their head is smoking or their eyes are seeing circles, but they just won't die.

He tried to use the "white hole attack" again, but the circle that Superman drew no longer glowed, as if it had run out of power.

"Alright, Batman, you keep going! I'm out of energy! I'm off!"

With his last bit of strength, Superman flew to Jason's side. At that moment, a white light shone, and Superman, who was originally dressed in clothes, turned back into the plain Superman.

"What a pity! The power's gone!"

Jason asked, "What happened just now?"

The dashing guy was still complaining: "It's all this damn factory's fault, they didn't have enough eggs! Now I don't have enough fried eggs, and we've run out of eggs and there's no electricity."

Jason seemed to understand and said, "That's easy! I'll just have Alfred do some more!"

At that moment, the dashing guy revealed a disdainful look, as if he were looking at an idiot:

"Alfred can certainly make fried eggs. The problem is, I don't know if I'll have enough time!"

The Omnitrix's transformation time is limited; if I ask Alfred to bring the fried egg over, there probably won't be enough time!

"Then what do we do? If you don't have the power, you can't fight the Joker. Are we supposed to go find a dirty bomb? Do you think the Joker would leave it in this chemical plant?"

Batman has already defeated the Joker. He, a mere mortal, knocked the Joker, who possesses the "Dionysian Factor," to the ground and pinned him down.

"Hehehehe, save your breath, bat. If Dirty Bomb were here, would I be wasting my time with you? Ahahahaha..."

The clown's facial expressions were extremely sarcastic, vividly conveying the message, "I'm fucking messing with you!"

Bang bang bang!

Batman grabbed the Joker by the hair and slammed him to the ground, forcing him to slam against the metal floor. Batman repeatedly and forcefully kissed the Joker on the lips, breaking his nose.

"Speak up! I don't have time to waste with you!"

"Hehehehe, kill me! As long as you kill me and take out my heart, the dirty bomb will never explode."

Otherwise, hahaha, let the whole of Gotham go meet Satan! Hahahaha…”

"Satan?" the dashing guy muttered unconsciously. "That lazybones wouldn't want to see you, you Gotham madman!"

Boom!

It sounded like the echo of a snapped head.

The dashing guy inexplicably shattered into pieces, then reassembled at lightning speed.

This time it dared not speak recklessly, fearing retaliation from that petty guy in Los Angeles.

Jason: "..." Although he didn't understand what the dashing guy had done, he was greatly shocked!

Crabs with generous gifts—could there really be Satan?

"Snapped!"

"Don't think like that, Robin. You won't be immortal like me."

The dashing guy slapped Jason on the back of the head, telling him not to overthink things, because offending Satan would be a big problem.

However, Brother Xiaosai can still make a fuss about what just happened.

"You saw how I just died, didn't you! Joker, you don't want to die like me, do you?"

However, the Joker didn't seem scared at all. He laughed wildly, "Hahahaha... I will not die! The Joker will never die! On the worst day, the next Joker will be born!"

bump!bump!

Batman delivered two more heavy blows, having just grasped the Joker's implied meaning.

The Joker planned to never tell anyone, but after the dirty bomb exploded, who knows how many more Jokers would emerge from among the surviving Gotham citizens.

"Speak! Joker!" Batman's hoarse voice was filled with anger, and even through the mask, you could feel the fury on his face.

The Joker scoffed nonchalantly, "If you want to save Gotham, kill me, little bat!"

"Kill me, and nothing will happen, right? Why don't you do it? Go for my heart! Just rip it out and this crisis will be over! Hahahaha! Come on! Do it!"

"No!"

After uttering that word, Batman's angry expression vanished, replaced by utter indifference!

He said in a cold voice, "I will send you back to Arkham and keep you locked up until you die!"

After he finished speaking, he took out a bunch of high-tech gadgets from his all-purpose belt and quickly assembled them into a shackle in his hands.

"After learning that you could create those undead monsters, I studied those teeth for a long time and came up with this."

This shackle can disrupt your body's magnetic field and limit your self-healing abilities!

If a normal person wore this, they would die in less than five minutes, but for you, it would be worse than death!

Tell me, where's the dirty bomb? Otherwise, I won't stop!

Within a minute of speaking, the clown's smiling expression vanished, replaced by extreme pain!

He felt every bone and every cell in his body crumbling and disintegrating, only to be barely pieced back together by the powerful healing ability of the "Dionysian Factor".

"Ah—hahahahaha—ha!"

A standard wry smile came from the clown's mouth.

Jason and Handsome Guy had already run to the corner.

My god, this Batman is so twisted! That weapon sounds incredibly cruel!

It's practically designed specifically for criminals with powerful healing abilities.

Even the supposedly immortal "Handsome Guy" trembled instinctively, fearing that he would be grabbed by this thing!

"Why don't we head back first? Batman seems pretty busy, so let's not bother him!"

The white egg trembled as it offered its suggestion.

Jason nodded frantically. He felt that Batman was incredibly ruthless at this moment, and Robin needed Alfred's comfort!

………………

Meanwhile, at the Gotham Police Department.

Gordon, who was on patrol, suddenly received news of a dirty bomb and immediately stepped on the gas and returned to the police station.

He rudely pushed open the police station door, ran to the receptionist, and took the phone.

"This is Gordon. Please give me the news! Yes! What! Are you really sure? Okay, okay, you guys get out of here right away, I'll send people over immediately!"

After hanging up the phone, Gordon rushed out again.

As soon as he jumped into the police car, he turned on all the police channels and immediately yelled, "Head to Gotham University right now! That damn Joker sent the dirty bomb to Gotham University!"

"Fuck! That damn clown!" ×N

Gordon doesn't need to emphasize it again, all the police cars were speeding!

Several of the officers' children are still studying at Gotham University!

Among these police officers was the chief's daughter!

Upon hearing Gordon's news, the officers whose children were still in school felt as if the sky were falling!

If they hadn't run out of nitrogen, they probably would have used it to speed the police cars!

…………

Batman, who was coldly watching the Joker being tormented in pain, suddenly received a message from Alfred:

"Sir, the dirty bomb has been sent to Gotham University. The police department just received the news, and Gordon has already gone there!"

Chapter 25 The Latent Abilities of the Handsome Guy

Batman, who had been indifferent as he watched the Joker being tortured, had his anger reignited after hearing about Alfred!

He grabbed the clown by the collar and delivered a brutal barrage of punches to the pale, contorted face.

After smashing the clown's face beyond recognition, they brutally broke his limbs.