strokinit Chapter 418 Batman's Evil Intentions
Chapter 418 Batman's Evil Intentions
Chapter 418 Batman's Evil Intentions
The first thing locked onto by the cosmic energy scanning program was Toei's Spider-Man's spaceship, the "Wonder," which is Leopardon, capable of transforming and reassembling into a super-giant robot.
Who would have thought that Takuya Yamashiro's giant mecha is actually powered by cosmic energy?
"That's impossible. If that were the case, I would have discovered it long ago."
Tony, who was gazing at the mech from afar, was truly confused.
Doctor Doom, who possesses almost all of Tony's memories and has been secretly observing Tony for a long time, was involved in the entire process of repairing Takuya Yamashiro's mecha recently.
He was quite certain that the other party's mecha engine reactor had absolutely nothing to do with cosmic energy, and the structure of energy generation and conversion was not particularly sophisticated; in fact, it could be said to be more like a powerful brick that flies.
"Now that things have come to this, let's go take a look."
Batman hadn't expected that the seemingly flashy but impractical giant mech could actually be related to cosmic energy: "Of course, we still need to get Yamashiro Takuya's consent first."
"no problem!"
When asked about the group's request to research their mechs to help Superman, "400-year-old Granny" Takuya Yamashiro readily agreed, declaring, "A true 400-year-old Granny would spare no effort to save her comrades from dire straits!"
His Leopardon, constrained by its massive size, had been in a "useless" state for a long time. Now that it was finally putting some use to him, he was overjoyed.
Let alone letting everyone study it, if it can help Superman, I'd even dismantle the Jaeger's reactor!
A mech can be repaired, but if Superman is gone, then everything is over.
Reed glanced at the reactor inside the mech and shook his head immediately: "Not this!"
He made the same judgment as Tony: the reactor was indeed very advanced, but it had absolutely nothing to do with cosmic energy.
"Could the scanning program really be malfunctioning? We can't exactly disassemble the mech and inspect every single part, can we?"
After one plan failed and a stalemate ensued, Tony's gloomy expression spread horizontally, quickly landing on everyone's brows.
"I see!"
Takuya Yamashiro, however, had a thorough understanding of his mecha, and he immediately thought of another possibility: "Please prepare your receiving equipment outside!"
After saying that, Toei's Spider-Man launched his webs, pulling himself into the cockpit of the mech. Arms crossed, he shouted, "Leo Patton—Unsheathed!"
A sword hilt popped out from the right leg of Leopardton's mech. As the mech's wrist pulled it out forcefully, a giant longsword, tens of meters long and two meters wide, flashed with lightning and reappeared in the world.
War Soul Divine Sword.
The eerie, cold light emanating from the sword made it clear to everyone: "That's it! That's it!"
This giant, high-energy blade passively gathers cosmic energy at all times, and when needed, Leopardon swings it out, releasing a massive amount of cosmic energy to instantly kill the enemy.
It's quite frustrating, really. Leopardon's War Soul Sword could almost instantly kill all the enemies in the Iron Cross Regiment with a single, brutal strike.
However, ever since it opened up a path to this universe, it seems to be out of place and rarely comes in handy, which has resulted in the War Soul Divine Sword being almost always full of energy.
This is undoubtedly the device that Reed was looking for—the one that could gather cosmic energy.
Now that it can be used to save Superman, it's fair to say that "having harmed Superman and rendered unconscious" can be added to the record.
"Shameless!" Zhang Parker complained, sulking in the mech's cockpit because he didn't have a green light ring.
Takuya Yamashiro, well-versed in the classics, shrugged and said, "That's called the subtle style of writing!"
Soon, the War Soul Sword was loaded into the isolation room. With the Green Lantern Spider-Men there, there was no need to build any equipment; it could be used temporarily using Green Lantern projection.
The cosmic energy of the War Soul Divine Sword is extracted at the other end of the device, and after being focused and frequency-modulated, it is concentrated into a small laser beam.
This laser beam is like a scalpel that can cut through Superman's skin.
Now there's only one question—who will perform this surgery?
Batman stepped forward without hesitation: "Of course it's me."
He wouldn't trust anyone else with this kind of task; he had to do it himself.
Sizzle sizzle~~~ Sizzle sizzle~
With the sounds of chainsaws and drills clashing, the surgery to take a blood sample from Superman officially began.
To break through Superman's skin, the first thing to do is to break through the bio-force field's defenses. Batman was even firing sparks from the laser emitter, but progress was extremely slow.
Unable to look directly at the sparks flying everywhere, Spider-Man, who came to help project and maintain the cosmic energy focusing device, first used his light ring to project two welding protective masks onto himself and another Parker next to him.
"To be honest, this doesn't look like taking a blood sample at all, nor is it a surgery. It looks more like metal cutting or arc welding."
"Thanks."
Penny Parker, who had been given a protective mask by Spider-Man, thanked him and, like the other woman, observed the surgery through the welding mask.
It has to be said that Spider-Man's description was completely accurate; at this moment, Batman's forehead was already covered in sweat.
Having watched all sorts of horror movies, Spider-Man asked Penny, who was standing nearby, with concern, "Do you have a spider-sense?"
"I guess so, why do you ask?"
"You see, Batman is basically the doctor right now, and Superman is the infected person, right?"
Spider-Man was thinking about those cliché plots from the zombie movies he'd seen: "What if, just what if, Superman, the infected, suddenly opens his eyes and bites Doctor Batman? Will we be able to react in time?"
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To create some atmosphere, Spider-Man even went so far as to use a light ring to project a violin and play the horrifying soundtrack from Psycho.
"Kid," Tony, Reed, and Miguel, their faces taut, glared at Spider-Man. "Stop saying such inappropriate things!"
Spider-Man's lame jokes didn't make them laugh at all. It wasn't that they weren't naturally cheerful, but they just couldn't be happy right now.
"alright."
Batman, who made a noise as loud as a drill while taking a blood sample, finally completed his first blood draw. He carefully placed a drop of dark red blood into the container conjured by the green light.
After much effort, he finally managed to extract this single drop of blood: "Let's begin the analysis. Anyone want to join?"
"Me! Me! Me!" Tony and Reed both raised their hands eagerly to be first.
On the one hand, the risk of infection for Superman will increase over time; on the other hand, curiosity is a scientist's instinct, and who wouldn't want to find out more about such a magical creature as Superman?
Only Spider-Man 2099 remained silent, observing the situation with indifference.
This expert consultation for Superman seemed like a close and collaborative effort, but he always felt that something was wrong.
He increasingly felt that perhaps he shouldn't have come at all.
Unlike other Spider-Men like Peter Parker, who is naturally optimistic and cheerful, Miguel O'Hara, the Spider-Man of 2099 living in the cyberpunk era, has a past that has shaped his extreme and suspicious behavior and personality.
Perhaps no one else noticed, but out of the principle of "like attracts like," Spider-Man 2099 has been consciously or unconsciously focusing his attention on Batman.
Just now, Batman didn't just take a blood sample from Superman. While sparks were flying and everyone was blinded, Batman also took a small, bright orange-yellow object from Superman's costume belt.
Although he doesn't have spider-sense, Spider-Man 2099 doesn't think this is a good thing at all; this bat is definitely up to no good somewhere.