I become light in American comics

Suburbs of Gotham, deep underground, two o'clock in the morning.

Batman looked at the interview screen through the huge monitor and frowned slightly.

At this time, he had taken off his helmet. Under the mask was a handsome but resolute young face, with vicissitudes of life that seemed inappropriate for his age.

Bruce Wayne, the son of Gotham, is rich and wealthy, but no one knows that he is actually a masked vigilante who walks over walls.

It can only be said that rich people have all kinds of strange interests. Some people like to play with cars, some like to play with watches, some like to play golf, some like to learn foreign languages, and some like to travel and climb mountains. So it doesn't seem too outrageous that there is a rich young man who likes to go out in the middle of the night with a pair of cat ears and slap children.

And this is the Batcave.

The natural cave at the bottom of Wayne Manor has existed since Bruce was a child and is occupied by bats as a nest. Although there are not as many aircraft, cannons and fancy tanks as there were in the later period, he has already transformed it into the preliminary prototype of the Batcave.

Alfred, the butler in a black formal suit and tie, climbed down from a ladder hanging from a steep wall. While climbing the ladder, he was still holding a dinner plate covered with a silver lid firmly in his hand.

After he landed, he straightened his clothes and said expressionlessly when he stepped forward: "Don't worry, young master, I can handle this slippery ladder with my old bones. It won't trouble me even if I'm carrying a dinner plate. It won't trouble me at all." need help."

Bruce was still staring at his computer without looking back: "I'm already planning to install a staircase. In the future, the secret door will lead directly to the study."

Alfred walked up to him. The picture shows the brief and blurry video, recorded by the built-in camera of Batman's suit.

He was studying over and over the scene where the mysterious man turned the bat monster into ashes with one blow.

"It's very impressive." Alfred placed the silver plate on the table. "It looks like some cutting-edge technology."

"There is no known individual weapon with such power, at least not that I know of at this stage." Bruce said, "The Batcomputer analyzed the energy data of that shot.

The impact of light carries high temperatures exceeding 100,000 degrees. "

Alfred raised his eyebrows: "That's pretty hot."

In fact, this is due to Shen's limited restoration of the light energy cannon due to limitations in materials and technology. In fact, according to Specium's light standard setting, a high temperature of 500,000 degrees is considered qualified.

"That's not the point. The temperature is just incidental. What really makes that beam impact method fatal is something else. Its energy output method is completely unknown in the field of known science, and more importantly, the spectrum analysis has discovered It contains some unknown elements.

Certain substances that do not exist on Earth. "

Bruce said in a deep voice.

"But I believe that substance is the main factor in its horrific destructive power."

"Uh, you mean, alien, sir?" Alfred said.

"Or at least, it's alien technology. In addition, the possibility of aliens is not ruled out. Look here."

Bruce cuts to the end.

When the beam went down and the dust settled, and when I looked at the man in black who fired the gun, he had disappeared.

".I don't understand. Where has he gone?" Alfred asked.

"Super speed, so fast that the human eye cannot detect it." Bruce said, "He has powerful technology and extraordinary abilities. He is indeed an alien.

And we know nothing about his identity, origin, strength, or technology, and he is a highly dangerous target."

"Do you need me to remind you, Master, that this 'highly dangerous element' just saved your life?" Alfred said.

"Based on the results, yes. But it may not be intentional. Maybe he was just hunting, and the target was the thing that attacked me."

"It's a pity that you didn't inherit the optimism from your Wayne ancestors," Alfred said.

"I call it preparation for a rainy day. This is something completely unknown to humans, Alfred. We always have to be prepared for any unexpected situation."

Bruce said as he stood up and put his helmet back on.

"Are you going out, sir?" Alfred gestured to the dinner plate he had just put down, "Don't you want to eat something first before leaving?"

"Wait a minute. The pre-investigation of this operation was insufficient. I was careless and did not prepare properly. Maroni is obviously related to the abnormal creature that attacked me, which makes him more dangerous than expected. I must Go find out as soon as possible”

"That's a shame."

Alfred opened the silver lid on the dinner plate with an expressionless expression.

There was only an empty plate and nothing else inside.

"It's difficult for me to carefully prepare today's dinner for you, 'Baking an Empty Plate', but now it's all wasted."

Bruce: "."

Alfred lifted the lid and shrugged: "Anyway, I know you won't eat it."

"When I come back, you can make whatever you want for breakfast tomorrow morning." Bruce's voice was slightly slower and slightly apologetic.

"That's not necessary."

Alfred picked up the dinner plate again and walked to the ladder by the wall.

"I'm just glad that your breakfast tomorrow isn't an IV tube, Master."

Elsewhere, in a dark space.

A shadow shuttled through the shadows like a fish, approaching quickly. It went all the way to the depths of the shadows, diffused from the ground like a mist, and condensed into a vague entity.

"The demon spirit Kress is dead." It said in a vague and weird voice.

The sound echoed in the dark space.

After a while, a second mist appeared. Falling from a high place like a waterfall, it also transformed into a tall and twisted strange shadow not far from its side.

"I have said before that the plan to collect sacrifices from evil people hiding among humans is not reliable."

After a pause, it continued to ask.

"But what happened? It was discovered by a wizard?"

"No, it's not a wizard. It's something else." The first black shadow hesitated for a moment, as if it was a bit difficult to describe. "It's a human being, but it has some dangerous means."

"Humans?" The tall shadow immediately showed disdain, "Anyone who dares to block our way and prevent the master's resurrection will die."

The black shadow looked at it with very strange eyes.

"You didn't see that guy," it said. "If you had seen him firing, you wouldn't have asked such a stupid question."

"Is it very strong?" The tall shadow was confused.

"It's not a question of whether he's strong or not. He's really that special kind."

The shadow brewed some words.

"Let's put it this way. You didn't see that guy." It said, "I'm sure that if I had taken action at that time, I would have died."

"."

The tall shadow pondered for a moment.

"Forget it, I thought about it again. We don't have that kind of free time in our current plan. Let's ignore him for the time being and focus on the seal issue first."

The black shadow nodded repeatedly: "That's exactly what I thought."

"Now that the wizard's power is unprecedentedly weak, he is no longer able to hinder our actions. The seal is about to be lifted, and the day of return is approaching. Wait until the master returns to the world."

The tall shadow's tone suddenly rose.

".This world will become ours!"