Superman

When the world is on the verge of destruction, ordinary people can seek help from superheroes and pin their hopes on them.

So what should superheroes do?

Barry Allen looked solemn, staring at the road sign that said it was still thirteen miles away from Gotham.

I don't know if it was because he was getting closer to the city that was always shrouded in clouds, but it started to rain lightly outside, just like his bad mood at this time.

Whenever members of the Justice League encounter problems that cannot be solved, or detect signs of crisis.

The first one that always comes to mind is Batman.

The Dark Knight who always hides himself behind a mask and regards Gotham as his hunting ground.

After so many years of fighting side by side, going through life and death, all members of the Justice League have become willing to entrust their trust.

If everyone is to unanimously select who can save the world when the end comes.

Batman and Superman are definitely the first choices.

Despite the latter's immense power, Superman is known to always follow Batman's advice.

Their friendship may be one of the strongest things in the world.

"Superman... I just asked the driver. He has never heard of this name. There is no Superman in Metropolis, but why is there Lex Luthor?"

Barry Allen's brows furrowed even more tightly. He was now deeply involved in the mystery and couldn't find a clue at all.

"Arthur, Diana, Hal...how are they?"

An hour and a half later, Barry arrived at the door of the Wayne Mansion.

The place is desolate, overgrown with weeds, dilapidated and dilapidated, as if no one has lived there for a long time.

This gave Barry a bad feeling. He crossed the collapsed iron door and pushed open the front door of the mansion covered with cobwebs.

Crunch!

A toothsome sound sounded.

The door was unlocked, but the rusty metal rubbed against the wood, making a jarring noise.

"Hey, is anyone there? Alfred?"

Barry seemed to have broken into a haunted house, the surroundings were quiet, only his voice echoed.

The floor was damp, the doors and windows were broken, and it looked like it had been visited by thieves.

The Wayne family is the richest man in Gotham, how could they have fallen to this level?

With doubts, Barry walked up to the second floor, moved a crooked clock, and discovered the secret door behind it.

"Fortunately this hasn't changed."

He is a forensic examiner with a keen observation of the environment.

Maybe it's not as good as the world's greatest detective, Batman, but it's still easy to find the secret passage designed by him.

Entering the secret door, Barry saw a long staircase leading to nowhere.

"The Batcave..."

He breathed a sigh of relief. Batman's secret base still existed, so there should be no problem.

The Flash in the main universe once visited the Batcave underneath the Wayne Mansion.

He was deeply impressed by the Batmobile and various high-tech equipment.

Flutter, flutter!

Walking along the steps to the end, a swarm of bats flapped their wings and flew through the underground cave, like a black storm.

“Something different!”

Barry didn't see the tank-like Batmobile, nor the large surveillance platform with hundreds of screens, nor the Robin uniform displayed in a glass cabinet.

There was only a semi-automatic pistol and a family photo.

The table was littered with crossbows, flying claws, bat darts and other items.

Compared to the main universe, this place is simply too shabby!

"What are you looking for?"

Like the hoarse voice of a terminally ill laryngeal cancer patient, it suddenly sounded from behind Barry.

Before he could turn his head, a broad hand pressed on his shoulder.

The strength was so great that it almost crushed his shoulder blades.

"I……"

Before he could answer, Barry was caught in a beautiful tackle, turned around and thrown to the ground.

"Who the hell are you? Why are you here?"

Immediately afterwards, a threatening roar rushed into Barry's ears, making people subconsciously feel afraid.

Why are you shouting so loudly?

He only felt his ears buzzing.

Bang!

"Answer my question! You're a thief who broke into someone's house!"

The guy wearing a bat hood with red eyes picked up Barry with one hand and pressed him heavily against the wall.

"I...ah!"

Barry only hesitated for a moment before the other party broke one of his fingers.

"Wait a minute, Bruce! It's me! Barry Allen!"

Barry, who had been severely beaten, quickly reported his name for fear of being subjected to more cruel abuse.

He had heard that Batman often had the habit of beating criminals half to death and then sending them to prison.

"Bruce?"

Batman stopped pumping his fist.

"I know your identity, the identity hidden behind the mask, just like you also know that my name is Barry Allen."

Barry said quickly.

Yes, Batman is Bruce Wayne, this is no secret in the Justice League of the main universe.

Since the Tower of Babel incident - the defense plan Batman secretly prepared for other members of the Justice League was stolen, almost leading to the destruction of all members.

In order to regain the trust of the team, Batman chose to take off his hood and reveal his identity.

"Who is Barry Allen?"

Batman did not torture Barry any further, but the arm holding his neck still exerted force, creating suffocating pain.

"I don't care which bastard sent you, but you must remember one thing, don't mention the name Bruce again!"

"Because, he is already dead. I watched him fall in a pool of blood with my own eyes, but I couldn't save him or my son!"

Barry's eyes focused on the family photo, and then turned back to the Batman in front of him.

He has an unshaven beard, a burly build, an angry tone, and a red bat mark...

The memory fragments emerging from his brain suddenly became clear, and he said in an unbelievable tone: "So - God! You are... Thomas Wayne!"

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Paradise Island.

"Diana, actually you can go through the main entrance."

Luke looked helplessly at the girl who came in from the balcony again.

After half a week of short recuperation, the Amazon princess finally regained her strength.

"The last time you visited me, didn't you sneak in from outside?"

Diana snorted lightly and said, "I learned this from you."

"As an outsider, I go directly in and out of the Amazon Princess's bedroom. It's not good to spread the news."

Luke explained.

He noticed that Amazon Queen Hippolyta was looking at him more and more strangely recently.

If the other party knew, he not only saw all of Diana, but also ran into the latter's bedroom and stayed there for more than an hour, plus he had previously attempted to abduct the Amazon princess.

With all the punishments for several crimes, Hippolyta might have summoned the Amazons, rushed into her room and tied her up.

"As an Amazon princess, I have nothing to do with going in and out of an outsider's room. It wouldn't be good for this to spread."

Diana spoke eloquently, held her head high and focused on one big character.

Seeing the girl activate her skills, Luke decisively stopped speaking and focused on the scenery in front of him.

"I just asked my mother and she refused to let me leave the island again."

Diana was lively for a while, then became depressed again.

"I heard from Antiope that Atlantis sent people here, but I don't know what their purpose is."

Luke's eyes flashed, and his gaze fell on Diana, thoughtfully.

He's already beaten up one Atlantean Aquaman, and hopefully he won't have to beat up a second one.

If Arthur Curry had any sense.