American comics: What kind of evil intentions could Batman have?

Chapter 296 Robin Darkseid's Scheme, The Sorrowful Shazam

Chapter 296 Robin Darkseid's Scheme, The Sorrowful Shazam

"Oh my God, you went too far."

At that moment, Justice League member "Shazam!" Billy Batson, staring blankly at Batman, let out a scream and stood in front of Darkseid.

While he kept berating Darkseid for hitting him too hard, he carefully helped up the Mistman who was staring wide-eyed and unable to speak.

The giant insect that had been swaggering in mid-air just moments before was now reduced to about a quarter of its original size. Its disgusting body lay scattered among the dust and rubble of buildings, its mouthparts emitting a hissing sound as if air was leaking out.

Batman seemed very concerned about Mite. He landed on the ground with an expression of infinite surprise and triumph, and then took three steps in two to pick up Mite, who was lying on the ground unable to move.

He held that ugly thing in his arms as if he were cradling not a hideous, disgusting worm, but a naked beauty.

"God, you're finally mine... Oh, thankfully, you still work." He muttered like a pervert, simultaneously switching his appearance to one of wearing a mage's robe amidst a burst of silvery-white particles.

"The mites will never die!" (The mites in meditation will never die!)

After stabilizing the Meditation Mite's injuries using irony magic, Chen Tao waved his hand towards the electronic speaker that had just been shattered by the Meditation Mite—

It was something like a radio. After all, the Mist Mite was just an insect, and unless it possessed someone constantly, like Dr. Sivana, he needed to use a radio hanging around his neck to chant spells.

This is why wizards once determined that the Mist Mite could not learn magic, because it is an insect, and DC magic, or most magic, requires incantations to be used.

This isn't Hogwarts next door, where there's such a thing as silent spellcasting.

Just moments before, with Darkseid's punch that shattered half of his body, the electronic speaker fell to the ground and shattered. Even with Darkseid's overwhelming power, the protective magic the Mist Mite had attached to the speaker was as flimsy as paper when he attacked from behind.

The mite stared wide-eyed at the insect, and Batman's apparent attempt to repair its speaker rekindled a glimmer of hope within it. Then, it watched in despair as black nanobots emerged from Batman's hand, completely covering the electronic speaker in Batman's shape.

It is physically "Batman-shaped," with the original gold electronic speaker now turned black and two pointed bat ears growing out of it.

The magical power of the Metal Spirit instantly and completely overwhelmed the control of the Meditation Mite. The Meditation Mite could still connect to the speaker, but it was wishful thinking to try to utter even half a spell.

and many more.

The mite suddenly realized something. For so many years, it had been using this electronic speaker as a generator for chanting spells; if this speaker had been controlled by someone…

"Oh, you're such a special baby. My dear little bug, I'm starting to like you, really."

Billy watched in disbelief as Batman, somewhat erratically, lifted Mister from the ground in a princess carry. His father, C.C. Batson, flew over expressionlessly and stood quietly beside Batman.

"My God, Batman! You...you already...how could you—"

With his father unharmed, Billy disregarded Batman's seemingly madman-like behavior. He rushed to his father's side while keeping a wary eye on Darkseid, who stood in mid-air with his hands behind his back.

"I discovered long ago that the Mite had taken control of your dad," he heard Batman say. "So now your dad is unharmed, but the Mite is lying here."

He saw Batman turn his head and look at him with that solemn face:

"So... is there a problem now?"

He stood up, supporting the Meditation Mite. At that moment, the Apokolips Parademons raging across the entire battlefield seemed to have received the news as well.

The Parademons, like a tidal wave, roared and howled, swirling and dancing in the night sky behind Batman, retreating like migratory birds, or like an endless swarm of bats, dancing and swirling wildly in the dark night sky, flying towards the sonic boom that had reopened on the sea.

There were so many Parademons that the wind they created as they flew close to the ground made Batman's cape flutter wildly.

Billy looked up at Batman, who was looking down at him.

Even though he was a child, he understood everything.

He felt his lips trembling:

"You did it, Batman. My God, you did it. Is this the method you mentioned before?"

He suddenly became excited: "You're so cool! You turned Darkseid into your subordinate!"

Darkseid remained expressionless in mid-air.

"This is fucking amazing! Darkseid is now Robin!"

Darkseid, suspended in mid-air, didn't know who Robin was, but his eyes still glowed red.

"Darkseid joins the Justice League, so he'll have to serve me tea, his senior, and then..."

"Shut up!"

Chen Tao hurriedly stopped Shazam's suicidal behavior. This guy was talking like a child... Well, he was just a child, so his emotions fluctuated wildly. He could be happy or terrified at any moment, and he didn't even intend to ask how he had reached an agreement with Darkseid—if it were Martian Manhunter or Wonder Woman here, their first question would definitely be about that.

But when it came to the Thunder's Zabelli Batson, he was just grinning like an idiot.

"Your father is still under control for mites."

With just one sentence, Chen Tao sent Billy's emotions plummeting like a rollercoaster. Billy, who had just been laughing and joking, immediately thought of his father: "Oh dear!"

He ran over, wanting to say something to his father, C.C. Batson, but the man remained expressionless.

"What's wrong with him? Batman?" He looked at Chen Tao with some panic. "Is he still under the control of the Meditation Mite?"

"No, he's no longer under the control of the giant worm. I'm the one controlling him. I deliberately let the Mist Mite find him so I could use him to trick the Mist Mite, and then controlled him, thus interrupting the Mist Mite's magic at a crucial moment."

Chen Tao explained to Billy in detail: "After the Mite tricked you out of the power of Thunder Shazam, the Mite himself used magic to usurp your father's position as the Magic Guardian—let's keep things simple."

He said, "Perhaps you initially wanted to share Shazam's magic with your father, but Mite tampered with it and connected himself to that power. He made himself the first creature in thousands of years to use the power of living lightning without being recognized by Shazam."

"so what?"

Billy looked at Chen Tao with some confusion.

"So this means that Mite was right, he had been controlling your dad all along."

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay," Billy said. "As long as my dad's alright now."

Then, an indescribable expression appeared on Chen Tao's face.

"All right."

He said.

He snapped his fingers, and CC Batson, still under control, fell straight to the ground, then shouted, "Shazam!"

A flash of lightning, and CC Batson deactivated his transformation. His original form, a burly man dressed in a red and white uniform with a lightning bolt symbol on his chest, was essentially an older version of Billy Batson. He transformed into a middle-aged man wearing a T-shirt and green trousers.

His temples were graying, and he looked haggard and dejected, like a drunkard wandering the streets, lacking the enthusiasm and excitement he had shown when he came to see Billy Batson that night.

"Some things... you might need to see them with your own eyes to understand them better," Chen Tao said slowly. "I've thought about it for a long time, whether or not to tell you directly. I've also thought about it... you know, really, why do I have to tell you everything? Okay, I admit, this is the only thing I didn't decide before the war."

Billy felt a sudden, inexplicable panic.

He looked at the somewhat conflicted expression on Batman's face and repeatedly asked questions like, "What does this mean?"

"Actually, I can totally do all that," Chen Tao said. "For example, I could bring out Mudface. He could weave a beautiful story for you, a lovely dream, and even act with you for a lifetime."

Chen Tao stared into the panicked Billy's eyes: "But you know it's not true, right? It's not true."

He heard Batman say to him, "I used to know a guy named Brainiac. His favorite thing to do was to put all the things he liked in bottles and protect them carefully."

"But I can't do that, right? I shouldn't protect everyone in the bottle, otherwise I'll be no different from him."

"Batman, you'd better hurry," Darkseid said. "I've already messaged Steppenwolf, and his battle has been stopped. I've done everything I promised. You must go back to Apokolips and help me deal with that beast, Superman Supreme, right now."

"I know, Darkseid. Stop nagging like an old woman," Chen Tao interrupted him. "Don't forget I still have things for you to do, don't rush me."

He turned his head to look at Billy again, concealing the glint in his eyes.

Darkseid's attitude seemed a bit too kind; he was merely urging them on without taking any concrete action, which seemed very unusual.

Is the Dark Lord of Apokolips really that kind? After making an agreement with him, he helped him capture Reverse-Flash, helped him fight the Meditation Mite, and later he even had to go to the Origin Wall to help him pull Bane down?

During this time, Darkseid was frequently insulted. Just now, Shazam even said those kinds of things, but Darkseid remained unmoved.

Are you kidding me? That's a dark king, not a comedian on stage.

Chen Tao was certain that Darkseid probably had other plans, and hopefully they weren't what he suspected...

Otherwise it will be very troublesome, really troublesome.

But in any case, let's deal with Billy's matter first.

"What do you mean, Batman?"

"Take a look for yourself."

As Chen Tao spoke, he used magic to conceal Darkseid's figure in the air. Then, he flicked his cloak and disappeared into the air along with the Mite of Meditation.

At this moment, CC Batson, who was standing on the ground and being controlled, was immediately freed from the spell. He fell backward to the ground with a thud, and then got up while touching his head.

"Dad! Dad, are you alright?"

Billy rushed forward to help him up: "You're safe now."

"Where am I?" CC Batson asked, scratching his head. He seemed to remember nothing, his face showing only confusion.

"You're in the Metropolitan Area, don't you remember?"

"Hey, get back, who are you? Where am I?" CC Batson regained his senses, hurriedly got up from the ground, and pushed away Billy's help.

"Metropolis? I remember being in Chicago before, what the hell am I doing here?"

"..."

Billy felt himself trembling again, even though he was standing perfectly still, like a wooden statue.

"I am...I am your...I am the local superhero, and there has been an accident."

"Yes, and I have absolutely no connection with him."

"Of course, sir. May I...may I ask about your son?"

"My son, what are you saying?"

"Your son, Billy."

"How do you know him? Can you read my mind?"

Are you looking for him?

"Looking for him?"

"Listen, my ex and I didn't want that child a long time ago. We were really not cut out to be parents, and we didn't get along well. Let's just say she was a complete mess. If you're using that to accuse me and ask me if I feel guilty... well, I guess I am."

CC Batson turned his head, showing the back of his head to Billy Batson: "But I'm more comfortable without him. I mean, I'd be more comfortable without him. Listen, superhero, can I leave now? I have my own life to live, you know?"

"Oh, yes, of course, you can go now."

CC Batson stood there blankly for a while, somewhat at a loss, as did Billy Batson.

CC Batson then turned and left.

The surrounding Parademons had all flown towards the sonic boom tunnel at sea at Darkseid's summons. Even those that didn't fly away were obscured by a spell placed above C.C. Batson to prevent him from seeing anything in the sky.

The surrounding residents had all been evacuated, and the fighting had completely stopped. He would not be in any danger even if he left on foot.

Billy Batson had a thousand words to say, he wanted to greet people with a smile or he wanted to curse them out, but in the end he just stood there dumbfounded.

Perhaps today Billy stopped Darkseid's invasion and did everything he could think of that was most dangerous, and did everything he thought a superhero would do.

But... today is probably not the happiest day of his life.

Waaaaah, thank you so much for the generous donation from Mr. Zeng the Fatso... I woke up in the afternoon and saw this message, waaaaah...

(End of this chapter)