HP black wizard in the United States comics

Wayne Manor, basement, midnight

Batman tiredly took off the helmet on his head and pressed it on the table.

The old but still vigorous servant came from behind him.

"The barbarians came to the city of Rome, and big and small elements were everywhere. It was like one wave after another, but everything always has a beginning. How about starting with a cup of tea?" The silver teapot and teacup were placed on the wooden tray, and then gently Place it next to your helmet.

But Bruce Wayne obviously had no time to pay attention to the drink. He sat upright in his chair and frowned at the information played on the screen.

"This is not just Titan venom. I analyzed the compound, and there is also a type of substance in it, similar to fear gas. It has a completely different effect. It paralyzes the tonsils and hypothalamus. It stimulates people's will to fight and eliminates those who escape. I tentatively carried out Analysis. It is almost certain that this substance comes from the Yuanzhi star-shaped cactus. One of the most precious plants in the world." Batman slapped the keyboard.

The old servant frowned.

"Poison Ivy, I thought she was from our side."

"She's part of the Birds of Prey now," Bruce Wayne corrected.

"But I think she's the only person in the city who could possibly get this substance. Either way, she's a breakthrough."

Bruce Wayne puts on the cowl and becomes Batman again.

At this time, on the other side of the city, inside the Glacier Casino.

Penguin stands in his study, leaning against a transparent built-in fish tank, holding a cigar in his hand.

He grabbed the cigarette and smoked it non-stop.

Antonio was there, too, standing.He stared at the boxes on the table.

The box was open, and there was about six levels of blood inside.

On the other side are densely packed instruments and scientists in white coats.

Tube after tube of blood was taken away, tested, and analyzed.

Lanier hid in the shadow of the corner, pressing the wand handle against his chin.

"Is it possible to trace back the raw materials through these? Is it possible to eliminate side effects and conduct a new round of optimization?"

The scientists looked at each other.

"Well, theoretically yes, most of the raw materials can be traced back, but we have detected a special chemical substance. We temporarily believe that it is extracted from a special plant, but we cannot be sure which one it is. But it is strange. This This substance has nothing to do with enhancing the body, but rather seems to create an addiction when analyzed.”

Penguin raised his head and decisively grasped the two key words.

"Well, plants, I think I know who to call."

But Lanier was a little distracted. "Isn't that substance said to have nothing to do with strengthening the body?"

"Then why should we bother?"

After hearing this, Penguin twisted his clothes uneasily.

"This substance is addictive and controlling. This writing reminds me of some people, but, uh, you're right, it really has nothing to do with us. But I think those people added this to the venom without permission. Material. I guess I have some ideas.”

Lanier finally raised his head.

"You're saying that some people will use this to organize an army of super soldiers. And then use this toxin, an addictive toxin, to control them. This plan sounds very old-fashioned."

"But it's very practical." Penguin added silently.

"But no matter what, once these people start their plan, as long as we are still in this city, we will not be able to escape." Antonio also joined in.

Lanier sighed, walked out of the corner, and wiped the wand with a fine linen white tablecloth.

"Then, as long as we master this substance in advance, no matter what, we can control the overall situation in the next series of events. No matter what conspiracy they have, as long as we get this substance, everything will be solved."

Everyone's eyes wandered, a conspiracy was unfolding in this city, and as chess players, they were already at a disadvantage. Their opponents acted before they could sense it, and they didn't know what step their opponents had taken.

But one thing everyone knows is that Gotham is about to burst into blood again.