Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

After He Shenyan finished eating the sandwich Alfred prepared for Batman, Batman finally came back. He was wearing a specially made giant mecha, and blue light emitted from the bat-shaped pattern on his chest, crashing through the wall and coming to him

In front of him, he punched out, trying to knock him away with a surprise attack.

He Shenyan didn't even bother to take action. He just said calmly: "Stop."

As a result, Batman's mecha really stopped on its own, no matter how much he pushed the joystick while sitting in the cab, it was useless.

The mage stood up from his chair, pointed at Alfred who was sleeping in another armchair, and said: "Don't be so angry, I didn't do anything to your butler."

"...You killed someone."

"Yes, and I killed a lot. At least I killed most of the people in your little amusement park for you. You're welcome."

"They will be judged by the law..."

The mage interrupted him: "Don't kid yourself, Bruce. How long have you been playing this trick in Gotham? Ten years? Fifteen years? How many times have they been defeated and imprisoned by you, and then escaped again?

?The law? The law means nothing in Gotham, and you know that better than I do."

Batman was silent, and the hatch of the mecha opened, but not against his will. The mage rose into the air, floated in front of him, and looked at him: "Yes, I know your identity very well. So do I.

I know what you have done in these years. I even know that you still have two broken ribs."

"What a strong willpower. Did you drag such a scarred body to fight crime in the dark in the past days? You are simply too great, Bruce Wayne. But it is a pity that you can only

Move yourself."

In just a few words, he reduced Batman's years of career to nothing, but the latter was not angry or even emotionally disturbed. He remained silent, analyzing the man's identity through the goggles, trying to find someone who could subdue him.

Method.

"Let me tell you the truth, you have done nothing in Gotham for so many years. You have not made this city a better place, you are just addicted to your own house, and you have even killed many people for it.

There are...many people." He pointed to the glass cover covered with gray cloth. He floated over and lifted the gray cloth.

Inside is a set of battle uniforms, red, yellow and green, with a cape. It is covered in blood.

Batman's expression finally changed.

The mage leaned against the glass cover and said to him: "The murderer who killed the person you regarded as his son is alive and well in your amusement park... He laughs at you every moment, and he doesn't even

Something else needs to be done to accomplish this. Because he lives as a mockery of you, Batman. How do you hold back until now?"

"You do not understand..."

"Yeah, but maybe Jason understands."

"Don't mention his name!" Batman suddenly growled, sounding like a wounded beast.

This made the mage laugh even more happily: "No, I'm going to mention it. What else can you do besides standing there and sulking?"

"In fact... I not only want to mention it, I also want him to say whether he understands it or not."

Before Batman understood what he meant, pure white light erupted in the cave. An illusory soul stood there, and Batman lost his cool at the first sight of him.

That soul had a face that was so familiar to him that he couldn't be more familiar with it.

"How dare you!" In his intense anger, he even briefly broke free from the shackles of the mage's mental tentacles, which made him nod secretly. Although it was only the lowest level of shackles, it was very rare for a mortal to be able to do this.

Seyani's description of him is correct. He is indeed the strongest willpower among mortals... It's a pity that he is a fool.

The mage waved his hand and sent the soul that had just appeared back to where it was supposed to be. He said lightly: "I just dare, and you can't do anything about it."

"Let's talk about you, Batman. Let's talk about your side as Bruce Wayne."

"Look, you own half of the wealth in Gotham. It's not an exaggeration to say that you stand at the top of this city, but you have only used your wealth to add to your secret identity over the years. You use

That money buys suits, weapons, cutting-edge technology and your surveillance cameras and secret rooms all over Gotham."

"But how many orphanages have you built? Has your Wayne Enterprises provided jobs and unemployment benefits to the homeless every year? You think you are saving Gotham... No, you are just playing games. In

In your heart, you will always be the little boy who watched his parents die in front of you. Maybe you will grow older, but you will always be that naive, powerless boy."

"Because only children turn a blind eye to the problem at hand. Go out every night dressed like a mental patient and beat up criminals - I'm sorry, you may really be a mental patient. But what's the use of beating them? You can't let the law

You can’t put them in jail even if you try them. Except for those unlucky ones who were paralyzed by you and raised with money, how many people have you tried through regular channels in these years?”

"Don't tell me that Gotham's laws can't do this now, Bruce Wayne. You have a lot of money. You are the richest group of wealthy people in the United States. You can use your influence to send them to

Go to jail. Of course, you may think this is against justice, but what is your justice?"

"Your justice is to watch people screaming and suffering in this fire pit. You say you want to give them a hand. But you just don't reach out. Instead, you let some people sink deeper and deeper into the fire pit."

"Let me tell you how to save Gotham - don't be too busy thanking me first. I wouldn't even want to come here to see you if it weren't for someone else's request."

"You took off your clothes, and then went out to hold a press conference. You said that you would build a hundred orphanages and welfare facilities across Gotham so that children could go to school and not let them live on the streets and become gangs.

Reserve. And then let those poor people who became homeless because of a robbery have a job, even sweeping the streets. You have almost as much money as Donald Duck and his uncle, I believe you are not bad at that.

money."

"Then, you have to ban the trade and circulation of drugs through legal means. Anyone who dares to touch this matter must be sentenced to death without negotiation. Other types of crimes are sentenced in turn - these are a thing for another time. The top priority is,

Take off your clothes quickly!"

Batman, who had been scolded by the wizard for three minutes, took off his mask and walked upstairs in a daze.

He Shenyan sighed, he was really fed up with this idiot. He said he wanted to save Gotham, but the way he did it was so wrong. If he had to use ordinary methods to convince him, it would probably take a long time. Fortunately,

He's a mage - who doesn't know how to control minds?