DC Tyrant

Next to the Azores, a small island 500 kilometers away.

Zatara once had a fight with Bati because of the demon problem.

The blue sea, blue sky and white clouds, the green fields are full, the forest is dense, and the forest trees in the distance are towering and rolling.

The salty sea breeze stimulated the tip of Bruce's nose, brushed the fine down on his face, and made his eyes narrow.

He stepped on the green grass on the plain, his ten-year-old face was tense, he was wearing tight black training clothes, his thin body, and his bare forearms already had some muscle bulges. In front of him, weeping and lying in front of his dead parents, he became much stronger.

There was a worry on his face that didn't belong to this age, like a wise man who had far-sighted thoughts, but also had dark concerns.

He was fed a mysterious witch drug by Nimue Inmando, awakened in his sleep as the memory of the future Batman, and experienced a part of his original life, a memory before the founding of the Justice League.

His immature and mature memories are intertwined, making him very uneasy, and he has been gradually getting used to it, melting future memories.

Bruce held his breath slightly, the sea breeze between the tip of his nose, and the fresh smell of the green grassland slowed down a bit.

More than a hundred meters away, there was Nimue Yinmandu, with that enchanting figure, standing in the center of the magic circle, converging the magic matrix of the entire island, and using the magic of tearing space.

Subconsciously, in his experience.

He always felt that this woman just used the magic of predicting the future to arrange and act in such a way, which was too rough.

Could it be that the other side won't deal with it?

Could it be that the other side is being played around by her like this?

You know, she can't predict the behavior of Pamelodi at all, but only predicts his actions from other people's fragmented future, which almost makes Bruce vigilant like a heartbeat.

But he was in the conflict between his immature confusion and the mature memory experience, and he just reminded her from his own experience. She just thought about it and decided to do this, because only in this way can she Fight against the future Pamelodi.

Next, it can be said that there is no danger.

"ah!"

Nimue Yinwan stared into his green eyes, let out a horrified scream, fell to the ground, panting heavily, no longer the calm demeanor he had before.

In her right hand, she held a pair of small skeleton mummies tightly.

The upper half of her left arm, up to her elbow, turned into chocolate. When she fell to the ground, that chocolate arm also hit the ground, and smashed to pieces with a bang, emitting a rich chocolate aroma. The sea breeze blows, and it drifts away.

On her delicate and fair face, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, she was panting, her face was pale, dripping with sweat, she subconsciously looked at her broken chocolate arm, there was no pain transmission, but a kind of horror The feeling, transmitted from the severed arm to her nerves, made her sweat from fright.

This is magic that completely changes the arrangement of atoms, irreversible magic, terrible chocolate magic, the spread of matter is too fast, and only the magic of pure energy can offset the mortgage.

I shouldn't use magic power to form rocks to resist, I should use pure energy magic power to resist, so that the arm will slowly turn into chocolate.

She has lived for so long, and she has never seen such terrible magic, strange magic, strange magic, which is directly irreversible, turning matter into chocolate.

This was so terrifying, she couldn't even imagine what kind of situation Pamelodi would eat with his mouth wide open while turning the enemy into chocolate, what kind of terrifying scene would it be?

This man is indeed extremely cruel, and he can imagine such magic, which is simply chilling.

The cool sea breeze blew across the grassland of the plain, bringing up green ripples and making goose bumps on Nimue Yinwandu's sweaty body.

Finally, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Clark's body on her right hand.

Broken limbs can be recovered. Although it is a bit difficult, it is not a problem for her.

The hope of the future is also in her hands, and all of this is expected to be perfect.

"call…"

She breathed out lightly, the curly hair on her temples was stuck to her sweaty face, and her skin was glowing red, which was broken by blowing water, bringing her a bit of freshness like a beautiful country girl from classical to hard work .

She stood up calmly, looked at Clark's corpse in her right hand, a smile appeared on her sweaty face, bright and translucent in the sun.

With a sullen face, Bruce held up Clark's body and said with a smile, "In the future...you will be the same..."

Sudden!

A horrifying scene was presented right in front of Bruce.

When I saw Clark's body, the spine suddenly shone with light.

In an instant, the energy of the sun is undergoing fission, preparing to explode like a nuclear bomb.

At the center of the explosion of the nuclear bomb, the instantaneous temperature is 100 million. This number is so huge and powerful that it is unimaginable.

The superluminal dimension wormhole device was activated in an instant, and Jor-El inside, as well as Clark's weak baby consciousness, were immediately torn apart and shattered by the superluminal particles.

Didn't even have time to cry.

Because thinking, compared to the speed of light, is still much slower.

They die in hope.

The speed of tachyons is faster than the explosion of solar energy.

At the moment of the explosion, it has already crossed its explosion range, and the photon movement is tearing, rotating, twisting irregularly, spreading out to Clark's body, and bursting out from Clark's body in an instant.

The arm of Clark held by Nimue Inmandu was torn into atoms by photons at the speed of light, and spread over it, the arms, shoulders, neck, chest, head, and clothes were torn apart from the atomic level.

Without any thought to react, she was already dead.

In the end, the tachyon wraps the explosion of solar energy in it, twists and turns, and directly and irregularly tears out a space wormhole.

This is faster than the so-called blink of an eye, an indescribably faster speed. The superluminal photons move together in a very small range, thus forming an energy reaction that can tear apart matter, tearing apart space Come.

Bruce stared for a moment, sweating profusely in horror.

For the first time he felt, as Nimue Inmando had said, the terror of Pamelodi, far surpassing any enemy he could remember.

Based on the information of the few missing persons, an extremely terrifying energy movement capable of tearing apart space was arranged, directly tearing the so-called future child of hope and Nimue Yinwan to pieces.

In his memory, he has several degrees in physics. This kind of tachyon, just looking at the light and shadow and tearing space effect traces, knows that it is a kind of movement that can pull matter to a deeper level than molecules, because it cannot The controlled tachyon will tear apart anything, even the superluminal dimensional wormhole device, the nano-device loaded with Clark's consciousness, has been pulled to pieces at the atomic level, and no biological consciousness can survive from this moment.

So the child of hope died!

Nimue Inmando, who can predict the future, saved herself, the Flash, Green Lantern and others from surveillance by predicting the future.

Without any warning, another moment of horrifying heart tremors, just like this, died in the hands of Pamelodi.

This is just like a dream, which is unbelievable.

It was so easy to die!

He was suddenly dripping with cold sweat, he was horrified by the viciousness of Pameullotti's attack, which was fatal to the enemy.

At this moment, his memory seemed to really become his experience, waking up in his brain, from a ten-year-old child, he thought a lot, knew a lot, grew a lot, and knew, what he wanted Facing, is what kind of terrifying enemy.

It's just that Bruce's horrified eyes could not fade away, staring closely at the wormhole torn by tachyons.

…………

Cosmos Biotechnology Co., Ltd.

Negative second floor.

Through the mirror image magic cast by a raven, Bati and Zatara communicated. He even drew a portrait of Nimue Inmandu, showed it to Zatara, and asked who it was.

Knowing that Zatara's family had indeed lent the magic formation of the island to a woman, through communication, Bati soon knew who this was and why she wanted to stop him.

"It turned out to be Mrs. Shangdu."

Barty nodded.