American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

Batman is dead.

Wayne Castle.

The blood stain, as deep as a dying rose, was like the paint spilled on the canvas by the painter.

Sputtering throughout the hall, sofas, tiles.

These places all prove the tragic death.

He was still wearing the same bat suit before he died.

But to describe it as a joke told by the Joker: Batman's upper body seems to be quarreling with his lower body.

Well, to put it simply, the waist and abdomen where his upper body and lower body were connected were cut off at the waist.

The distance between the upper body and the lower body is about a few meters.

The white flowers and red organs were all over the floor, looking extremely miserable.

"Da da."

Crisp footsteps and slight breathing sounded.

"he died."

The voice is slightly brisk.

"What does it feel like to see your own body?"

At dusk, sunlight poured in from the transparent window, reflecting two figures.

Their figures are both very tall, but the only difference is that the other figure's "ears" are pointed, like cat ears or bat ears.

Batman ignored Gino's sarcasm.

This man, who seemed to be always gloomy when wearing a mask, slightly twitched the corners of his mouth and looked around with a typical expression of suspicion.

"Based on the blood stains, the time of death can be roughly determined an hour ago."

Batman stepped towards the bloody corpse, but Geno sat on the blood-stained chair naturally.

Gino watched Batman turn over the body lying on the ground.

The boy's eyes fell on the other Batman's wrist that was split in two.

The palm of his right hand was bloody and fleshy, and a "U"-shaped mark carved with a sharp tool could be vaguely seen through the outline.

Not far away are scattered dark batarangs.

Batman squinted his eyes and roughly deduced what happened in his mind.

Batman was killed by an intruder. Before he died, Batman used a dart to carve clues into his palm, hoping that visitors would discover it later.

Ok,

Generally speaking, a normal person will be in agony after his waist is broken and then die quickly due to massive bleeding.

But he is Batman, and Batman can always endure what ordinary people cannot.

I silently wrote down the "u" shaped letter,

Gently putting down the blood-stained palm, Batman turned his head and looked at the wound on the corpse.

The exposed spine was mixed with bloody flesh.

There was a string of burnt black red scabs on the wound around the waist, like scars left after being cut at high temperatures.

"This thing..."

Batman squinted, his eyes twinkling.

"Don't look any further, he died from heat vision."

Before Batman could think about it, Gino gave him the correct answer.

As for the reason?

Because Gino once used heat vision to separate enemies, but because of the blood flowing everywhere, he no longer used it.

"You mean, he was killed by Superman?" Batman stood up and stared at the bloody body. His eyes also swept across the scratches deep into the floor, and the corresponding scene naturally emerged in his mind.

The Batman of this universe is standing in the lobby.

An alarm in the hall then informed of the intruder.

Batman planned to retreat from the hall, but the intruders broke in much faster than he could have imagined.

The other party broke into the hall and brutally divided it with the heat vision that lit up in its eyes.

"But isn't Superman dead?" Batman thought in his mind.

However, as if he saw his doubts, Gino slowly stood up and walked around Batman's palm, which was crouched down to look at the corpse.

Staring at the mark on the palm, Gino frowned slightly: "It was indeed Superman who killed Batman."

"But I don't think it's going to be the Superman of this universe."

Jino stood up with a gloomy expression: "We'll go back immediately!"

He has probably guessed that the murderer is Hand, and the opponent's next stop will probably be his own universe!

.......

A strange and bizarre space, with the earth floating like bubbles densely spread throughout this space.

"Kacha."

It was like the sound of an egg shell breaking.

Echoed with a crisp crackling sound.

A group of people gathered around a white-robed mage urging him.

"how long will it take?"

Among the crowd, Thor, the god of thunder who couldn't bear the loneliness the most, frowned. The anxiety and trouble in his heart could be seen from the hammer he clenched from time to time.

"opened."

As Gu Yi formed a complicated seal, a majestic figure with three sides flashed behind him.

"Kacha!"

A crisper cracking sound exploded, and the next second, a grand golden light emerged from the small cosmic ball and engulfed everyone.

……

It's like being thrown into a washing machine, or riding a bumpy roller coaster.

When the light in front of the Avengers and Gu Yi gradually faded, what caught everyone's eyes was the blue planet.

"we are coming!"

Gu Yi pursed his lips, but the figure of Jino could not help but appear in his mind.

Facing that kind of terrifying existence, do people like myself really have the strength to contend?

"I can not wait anymore."

Before Ancient One could announce any pre-war mobilization, Thor tightened his grip on Mjolnir.

With the thunder lingering between the hammer handles, Thor swung the hammer head to drive the roaring hammer wind.

"Walk….."

Before he could finish his words, a sharp pain suddenly came from his chest.

"Oh God! What happened."

"Someone is attacking!"

Noisy, chaotic sounds rang in his ears, and Thor knew that these people were his companions.

Coming from an Asgardian god body, it will not die easily.

Blood gurgled out along the incomplete wound on his chest, and Thor turned his head with difficulty.

He saw Captain America raising his shield cautiously.

He saw Furuichi looking around in fear for the murderer.

Scarlet Witch is seen breaking down and shouting that her magic is failing.

Until he saw the figure who appeared above the group of people at some unknown time, wearing a scarlet cloak and with a large "U" mark printed on his chest.

He saw the evil smile on the corner of the man's mouth and the red light gradually rising from his eyes.

Thor tried to open his mouth to remind his companions, but the only sound that came out was "ho ho".

.......

The town of Smallville.

"Didi beep beep."

The sound of police sirens echoed through the streets in the center of the town.

Clark, who was pestered by Lois and asked to accompany her on a tour of the town and was unable to escape, was surprised to see a big hole in the roof of a cafe frequented by high school students in the town.

"What happened there?"

With his keen sense of smell as a reporter, Louis quickly discovered that there was news to report.

The woman walked towards the police not far away, trying to get some news from this group of people.

Without Lois by his side, Clark squinted slightly, but the solid cement wall seemed as transparent as an illusion, revealing the scene inside.

A man with a scarlet blood hole in his chest fell through the floor with his eyes wide open and fell in the cafe.

But what shocked Clark the most was that the blond man looked exactly like the person he saw in the prophecy.

There was a hammer placed not far from the corpse, which also looked like the prophecy.

"He, he's dead?"

Clark muttered to himself, unable to believe that a crisis could be resolved so easily.