Chapter 1433 Testing

"If you become a monk, you won't be afraid of becoming a black man after gaining strength. Is this true?"

Bruce was really shaken for a moment. If he could get extraordinary power by shaving his head, he was indeed a little tempted.

It's not that he has no chance to obtain superpowers. If he wants, he can kill several Justice League superheroes present at any time, seize their extraordinary powers, or independently develop extraordinary powers that are stronger than their abilities.

But he had a vague premonition that once he broke through that line and obtained extraordinary power by any method, he would lose his mind, and his spiritual world would be invaded by higher-dimensional beings from the dark dimension, causing irreparable damage. The consequences would be to destroy the entire world, and even the entire multi-parallel universe.

This ominous premonition once appeared before him in the form of a terrifying dream, and he couldn't help but be more vigilant and guard against losing his mind.

Idiots all know that gaining extraordinary strength will allow them to better fight against Gotham's criminals. They don't have to bruise themselves every day and rely on painkillers to get through life. If he hadn't been worried that gaining strength would be too costly, Bruce would have modified his body long ago. .

But Damian said that as long as he shaves his head, he doesn't have to worry about becoming black and corrupt after gaining strength. This is indeed very attractive to Bruce.

Moreover, for some reason, even though there was no basis for it, he felt that Damian's method seemed to make some sense, and seemed to be really feasible!

Think about how you look like a bald bat. The image does not look that scary, but your mentality seems to be much calmer. Maybe you don't have to worry about being transformed into a dark apostle by the master of the dark dimension.

After hesitating for a moment, Bruce shook his head firmly: "No, I believe your lies, and I won't try it easily!"

"Tsk tsk!"

Bradlow smacked his lips in disappointment, put on his wig and said, "I knew no one would believe me when I told the truth. It seems I can't convince you anymore, so let's let my fists do the talking."

Does it really mean that if Batman shaves his head and gains super powers, he won't turn dark?

In fact, Bradlow himself didn't know. He was just bluffing like this. If Batman really shaved his head and transformed into an invincible bald man with a black cape, he probably wouldn't be entangled in whether to kill or not. All obsessions would be put aside. Because I am the most lonely person, the only thing I care about every day is whether there is a big sale in the supermarket.

If shaving your head doesn't work, and the rules of other worlds are invalid in the DC universe, and Batman still turns dark after becoming stronger, it doesn't matter to Bradlow, who just led the superheroes to beat his father to eliminate demons and defend his way under the banner of righteousness and annihilation of relatives. Replace the fallen Batman as the leader of the new generation of Justice League.

It's a pity that the fraud didn't succeed. His plan to defeat the enemy without a fight failed, so he had to resort to the next trick and have a head-on showdown with the Justice League team.

Bradlow used his bald head to bluff before starting the war. He also had another purpose, which was to reduce Bruce's vigilance towards him, so as not to always suspect that he would become 100% black like Batman after gaining extraordinary powers, and treat him as a human being. The suspect who will definitely destroy the world in the future is guarded against as a serious threat.

The reason why he doesn't turn black is because Bradlow has experienced too much in his previous life. He has been through all kinds of storms and waves. He has long been numb from killing. His mental health and endurance are close to the level of a god or a Buddha. It doesn't matter whether he kills or not.

But this reason cannot win Bruce's trust. In Batman's eyes, his son's character cannot be higher than his. He can hardly resist the temptation of the abyss, and his son must fall faster.

Therefore, Bradlow forcibly linked his sanity with becoming a monk, deceiving Batman and other superheroes into believing that no matter how strong he was, he would still have good self-control and no need to guard against Superman, Wonder Woman, and Aquaman. Like Batman to prevent him from falling to the dark side.

I have put on such a scene, but I don’t know how effective it will be, whether I can deceive them, but it is still better than nothing. I can deceive as much as I can. Anyway, idleness is idle, and if you don’t act, it will be in vain.

As the lost memories of his past life were gradually recovered, Bredero also slowly recovered the way Luo Feng acted in his previous life - if he could solve problems with his words, he would never take action.

Waving to the superheroes confronting him, the young man with a black wig said proudly: "What are you waiting for? Come on together."

Superman and Shazam looked at each other. Shazam took a step forward, puffed up his chest and said, "We are the core team of the Justice League. Seven of the world's top superheroes besieging you, a thirteen-year-old child, would be a bit too bullying." It's not what a righteous hero did, so let me fight you alone."

"Tsk, guys from the justice camp are trouble!"

Bradlow curled his lips disdainfully: "We are also talking about the morality of the world. You are fighting each other one by one, as if you can compare with each other to achieve glory. If you really want to be fair one-on-one, then you will represent your entire life. Let’s team up, if I defeat you, I’ll defeat all of you, how about that?”

"this……"

Shazam was only fifteen years old, and his wisdom had not yet fully developed. He was stunned speechless by Bradlow, and turned his head to look at Bruce for help.

He didn't dare to agree and say that he could represent the entire team, because this might be a language trap. The cunning Bredlow could use this sentence to frustrate the other six people from participating in the battle.

Bruce ordered loudly: "Shazam, don't talk nonsense to him, do it quickly! That kid has the ability to confuse like a clown, and words can be used as weapons to attack the heart!"

"Sorry, buddy, your dad asked me to beat you up!"

After receiving the order, Shazam unleashed his super speed, transformed into a streak of yellow lightning, and rushed towards the boy with a black wig, punching him in the abdomen. This punch contained super power, enough to beat a burly man. He flew more than ten meters and fainted on the spot.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, Shazam's figure suddenly froze, and the young man with a black wig caught his fist in the palm of his hand. The seemingly powerful punch was caught lightly.

Shazam's big casserole fist was held in the palm of the black-haired boy, as if it was clamped by steel tongs. Even though he used the power of Hercules, he couldn't break free. A strange energy suppressed his divine power. This kind of power It seemed to be from hell, completely opposite to the power of the gods he possessed.

When he fought against Dr. Shivana, the Seven Deadly Sinners, he had also been suppressed by a force with similar attributes, which gave him a feeling of oppression that he could not control.

"If I were you, I wouldn't test with just a little force. A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength."

The black-haired boy retorted with a sneer, and punched Shazam in the chest with his other hand. The latter flew back faster than he had just rushed over, flying hundreds of meters before falling. He rolled on the ground countless times, slid more than fifty meters, and created a ravine on the ground. He fell to a disgraceful face before stopping.