Outside the window.
The neon lights of the city are flashing.
Wonder Woman Diana As the princess of Themyscira, a demigod in the world, her intelligence level is certainly not low. She realized almost the moment the other party spoke that she was definitely not Batman.
Bruce would never boast in such a straightforward tone.
The big capitalists among Justice League have always pretended to be the most capable people - except when they say they are rich. Because of this, Diana realized the problem the moment his blood pressure rose.
"Ian·Kent!"
Diana, who already has some psychological shadow, can certainly make a clear judgment. This is 100% Kent Family's weird thing using a fake voice changer!
"Yes, the person I'm talking about is Ian·Kent. You owe this person who is well-behaved, obedient, sensible, gentle, and kind,
There are many, many generous children."
"Without him, you... we Justice League would have died long ago." Batman's bubble voice was still whispering, and he praised Kent Family's youngest son with more than 600 words.
Diana, who was wrapped in a bathrobe, was speechless. She looked around the house, and finally lay down under her bed to check. It was obvious that she was afraid that Ian was hiding somewhere.
Who said PTSD will only appear in the US military?
Wonder Woman now has his own PTSD!
"I wasn't under the bed. Batman never hides under the bed. If you don't believe it, just ask Joker. He just gave birth to his second child." Genuine Batman The voice came from the other end of the phone again. He was playing the role of Batman in his book. It was the Batman image that he had the copyright for, so no one could find fault with him.
"??????""
Diana glanced at her phone in disbelief. She began to rummage through the cabinets. Not only did she check the ceiling, but the demigod princess also checked her bed.
Nothing.
Not only was the hiding boy not found, not even a peeping camera was uncovered.
"Damn Krypton Imp! Super Hearing and super vision are not what you use!" Diana shouted into the phone,
There was obviously a misunderstanding.
This misunderstanding is very subtle.
The bathrobe she was wrapped in made Diana feel uneasy. She quickly found a turtle shell made of pure lead and put it on herself, which made her feel a little relieved.
Obviously.
All along, Superman not only makes Bruce feel scary,
"I am Batman, this is the power of technology." The voice of the genuine Batman rang again, but not through the phone, but through the notebook Diana placed in the living room.
Only seen.
Under Diana's unbelievable gaze, the laptop that was supposed to be closed slowly opened and moved on its own, which was even more terrifying than the cabinet moving.
"???"
Diana stared at the computer screen with dumbfounded eyes. The figure in Batcave in the background was dressed neatly in armor. It was really a Batman that looked real.
"Our Wayne Tech product has so many backdoors. When you buy a computer, you get a full set of built-in monitoring, surveillance, and explosive equipment. The obvious focus is on cost-effectiveness."
Genuine Batman is feeling emotional.
His fingers tapped on a Black Box.
"??????"
Diana has more question marks on his face.
She doesn't care about the laptop.
But I was shocked by the Batcave where "Batman" is located.
"Damn it, you not only stole my phone number, but also got into Bruce's lair?" Diana was dumbfounded.
She still remembered that Ian had always been thinking about digging for treasure chests and opening them.
Such a bold guy.
Maybe I really dare to sneak into Bruce's house and "open the treasure chest".
"Haha, Batman can call whoever he wants - don't ask why, because I am Batman. Of course I should stay in my Batcave and spy on the world in the dark."
"Otherwise, what do you think? I won't sleep in the cat's bed, right?"
Genuine Batman felt that his sneer was not cold enough. He raised the Black Box in his hand and played an original sneer. After watching this scene, Diana didn't know how to evaluate it at all.
She discovered that the other party not only had opinions about her, but also about Batman. She heard that it seemed that it was because Bruce had delayed publishing this boy's work for a long time.
"I'll admit my mistake to you! Isn't it okay to admit my mistake? I shouldn't have tied you with a rope---
Diana's expression changed for a long time.
After all, she chose to skate and kneel at the speed of light. She was mainly afraid that Wonder Woman would appear in Metropolis tomorrow. God knows what other things this boy would not dare to do.
"The person you tied up is poor Ian, not me, I am still Batman." Genuine Batman remembers the mistakes he has made before, and he will never let up his disguise at any time.
"So, should I write Apology Letter and send it to him?" Diana knew what she should do. She gritted her teeth, but she could only cooperate with the other party's performance.
"Actually, he doesn't care about this, but if you insist on writing, I have already sent you his email address - Ian is a sensitive child. He hopes to see a composition of no less than 5,000 words, and the duplication rate should not exceed 1%." The genuine Batman had just finished speaking with a reminder in his tone.
Diana's mobile phone received a text message from [mysterious number].
Yes.
The phone shows no numbers.
The only pure word is [mysterious number].
Even the address of that mailbox is only in alphabetical order of [mysterious mailbox].
Diana is very sure now.
Batman Bruce must have been touched by someone in her hometown, otherwise she wouldn't know how to explain the other party's means.
This is no ordinary hacker behavior.
"...
Diana feels that the thing she regrets most in her life may no longer be the choice she made back then, but that she should not have offered to help Clark catch Ian a few hours ago.
Not just being kicked hundreds of times.
I even got caught up in this weird thing called Kent Family!
How can a person hold a grudge so much!
"After writing the letter, there will be no holidays between us - I mean, there will be no holidays between me and Ian, right?" Diana suppressed his mood and asked in an unprecedented serious tone.
"Based on my guess, Batman, Ian actually doesn't care about these things. He cares more about whether you will continue to do chivalry in your own city after you go back tonight."
The genuine Batman also spoke in a serious tone.
The look in his eyes looked a bit expectant.
"What do you mean?"
Diana Feels a little strange.
She doesn't think Ian is supervising her superhero career.
This guy.
There must be something bad behind it.
"Um, what should I tell you."
"It's Ian. He has made a little attempt. Whether this attempt is worthy of his recognition depends on whether your lasso can perform well in your subsequent vigilante career."
"If you perform well enough, he will admit that one of his works has fallen into your hands." Genuine Batman's tone was a bit coy.
"??????"
Diana is getting more and more confused.
She was just about to open her mouth and continue asking.
The "Batman" on the other end of the phone suddenly started looking around.
"Why are you hiding in a temporary public toilet?" A sudden voice came from the background, and then the communication screen shook for a while, as if someone "walked through the mold" and broke into the scene of Batcave.
"Wori! Green Screen background created by special effects?"
Diana eyes widened.
She saw the figure of Clark appearing on the edge of the screen, while "Batman" was hurriedly closing the display screen. In the end, she only heard Clark asking "Batman" what he was doing.
"Jordan I will do whatever I like!"
To hide the truth.
The boy could see that he had tried his best.
Communications ceased in the summer.
Diana stared at the dark screen expressionlessly.
Her chest rose and fell violently.
"Pah!"
Diana stared at the laptop and without any hesitation, he raised his hand and smashed the laptop open. As expected, it was filled with sophisticated monitoring equipment.
Just like what the boy Kent Family said.
However.
In fact, this notebook is not a product of Wayne Enterprises at all.
"I just said that there is something wrong with the clerks in the stores near my home! Damn the rich people!" Diana gritted his teeth and sat on the sofa. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was more angry with Ian or Bruce.
"No, something is wrong. The guy called me pretending to be Batman. It probably wasn't because he was bored. Maybe his real purpose was to round the corner and ask about Lasso of Truth?"
Recalling the phone call just now.
Her expression gradually became confused and uncertain.
"He tampered with my equipment!"
This thought made Diana freeze. She hurriedly took out Lasso of Truth and inspected it carefully. The shiny golden rope looked normal, but the uneasiness in her heart became stronger.
"No way, Lasso of Truth is the work of the gods, how can it be so easily manipulated by others." Although Diana wanted to reject the horrifying speculation in his heart.
However.
She couldn't help but think about Ian's performance tonight, and the high-level Divine Power, although not majestic enough, was extremely terrifying. God knows what weird tricks this weird thing has!
"I just want to have a good night's sleep tonight!" Feeling increasingly anxious, Diana looked at the turtle shell on his body and Wonder Woman Suit, who had been replaced by him and put in the closet.
Five minutes later.
Diana, who had finished washing, still couldn't appease her heart. She transformed into Wonder Woman again and rushed out of her window into the night city like a burst of Golden Whirlwind.
This is New York.
America One of the most famous cities. There are many high-rise buildings, neon lights are flashing, but there are few people on the streets, and the air is filled with the smell of moisture and gasoline.
Diana, who had changed his armor, did not choose to fly directly to Metropolis to settle the score with Ian.
In order to avoid getting herself into trouble like Metropolis Psoriasis, she made a wise decision and just went out to do justice as Ian wanted to see.
Nothing more.
The city is extremely quiet tonight.
The sound of police sirens was almost inaudible, and even the gangsters on the streets seemed to have made an appointment to give the police a day off. It was considered a good night. Wonder Woman was relieved but also a little like a headless fly.
She searched everywhere.
Finally.
Just when she finished trying out the other equipment on her body and was about to find a prison to test Lasso of Truth on the criminals inside, the tip of her ears caught a faint but clear sound.
Scratched metal, broken glass.
This is a trivial crime.
A drunken brawny man was engaging in comical behavior.
"Spit out the money... to me!" the drunkard roared vaguely, and the tip of the knife made a sharp sound on the ATM, "I know you... you must have a lot of money in the secret parts you hide!"
The drunkard also has his own reasonable logic. There is nothing wrong with the threat of the vicious wolf, but the fact that this behavior is true makes it difficult to determine whether he is committing a crime.
Someone really knows how to hold a fruit knife.
Attempting to rob an ATM that actually owns Steel Body? The incident is not serious, and the police will soon handle it. Normally, Wonder Woman does not pay too much attention to these alcoholic groups.
However, it was too calm tonight.
Diana had no choice but to make do with checking things for the police.
"Sir, I don't recommend you do this kind of thing."
She fell from the sky.
Behave very politely.
The golden combat boots made a crisp sound on the concrete floor.
"Fuck you! Immigration! Don't interrupt my robbery!"
This guy looked like a xenophobic redneck. When the drunkard heard the dissuasion coming from behind him, he turned around and stabbed Diana with one knife after another. The blade struck Diana hard on the breastplate.
"Carpy!
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Of course, it is impossible for a mere mortal blade to break Wonder Woman's battle armor. It was directly shattered by Wonder Woman's battle armor. Due to the small power, Mars's pieces were not even produced.
"Damn it! I knew this was a fake Damascus knife!" The drunkard stared blankly at his broken blade. After he came to his senses, he complained about the merchant's fraud.
It's not just about drinking.
Maybe he took some drugs too.
"You look like you need to find another place to calm down." Diana sighed helplessly, and with a neat kick, the drunkard fell to the ground like a rag doll.
"My leg! Wonder Woman blew my leg away! Ahhh! I was supposed to be an athlete, but my dream was ruined!" This guy screamed like a pig.
He hasn't been wronged yet.
He actually had already thought about his dream and his miserable remarks during the interview.
Diana looked at the flying sneakers speechlessly.
"Those are just your shoes, and - do you remember that you are a white man? What you should be talking about is your family and your union." Wonder Woman has obviously encountered similar situations more than once.
She was even able to give speech guidance to a drunk man who fell to the ground.
"Oh~ ok."
The drunk man was stunned.
He was just about to change his rhetoric and switch to a louder mode. However, in the next moment, Diana took out his own Lasso of Truth and tied it directly to the drunk man's body.
"Oh! Queen? I like it. It turns out that I have already grabbed the money. Can I come to a place like this to enjoy myself? Give me a good whip, but you are not wearing high heels. I will definitely not tip you." The drunkard seemed to be thinking really fast. He even mistakenly thought that he had entered some kind of club.
The whole thing was submissive.
Then he lay straight on the ground.
Diana was speechless to such a drunken drunk. She rolled her eyes, tightened her Lasso of Truth, and then she was about to test whether there was anything wrong with Lasso of Truth.
Tell the truth.
According to normal principles, Lasso of Truth is a genuine artifact. It is also called the magic lasso or Lasso of Hestia. It is a rope that allows the trapped person to tell the truth.
The rope shines with divine light.
As long as it is bound, lies cannot escape. The entire mantra lasso is made from the belt of the goddess Aphrodite, who gave it magical and near-indestructible abilities.
Lasso of Truth can grow according to the user's will. Infinity is so tough that it is almost impossible to destroy. Even a nuclear explosion will not have much impact on it.
Even Doomsday.
In fact, he doesn't have the ability to easily damage this kind of artifact - of course, if Doomsday can't do it, no one can tell that the boy who looks more like Doomsday than Doomsday can't do it.
"His expectant tone must have been tampered with, but I don't know if his tampering was successful." Diana felt that she had now clearly seen Ian's character. She ignored the drunkard's grunts, directly triggered the magic on Lasso of Truth, and asked the drunkard a very simple question.
"What is your gender?"
Maybe this problem is not that simple.
Diana is actually ready to hear the answer from [Armed Helicopter].
Nothing more.
Something even more outrageous than this happened right after. Faced with this problem, the drunkard who was supposed to be honest looked like he was trembling and his eyes rolled wildly.
There was even foaming at the corners of his mouth.
Just when Diana thought he was going to faint.
The man suddenly shouted in an extremely exaggerated aria.
"Praise you! The Emperor of all laws! Lord of truth!"
"You are the first ray of light in the morning! You are the hottest sun at noon!"
"Your wisdom is as vast as the stars! Your kindness is as broad as the earth!"
"May your glory shine on Multiverse! May your name resound throughout the world!
"He is the embodiment of truth and the terminator of illusion! He gives us revelation and allows us to glimpse the outline of the future! Each of us should praise God-Emperor Ian ten thousand times a day!"
The robber's eyes glowed strangely.
Constantly chanting loudly.
At this moment, he was praising "God-Emperor Ian" non-stop like a fanatic. His words were so exaggerated and his rhetoric was so gorgeous, it was almost like the standard prayer of a cult organization.
"Oh, my God, what did that weird thing do to my noose?" Diana stared dumbly at the drunkard who was robbing the ATM machine just a second ago.
The rope was slightly hot in her hands, as if in response to her confusion. What was even more frightening was that those compliments continued to appear, and they became more and more outrageous without any repetition.
"You can change the laws with one finger! You can reshape reality with one look!"
"You are the only true god among billions of parallel universes! The other so-called gods are just in your dreams!"
The more the drunkard recited, the more intoxicated he became.
Diana tightened the noose suddenly.
"That's enough! Tell me, who taught you these words?
She suspected that Ian was controlling this guy remotely through her own lasso.
Nothing more.
Things are not that simple. The drunk man's expression suddenly became extremely pious. "It's the truth... The truth automatically appeared in my heart... I woke up when the sacred golden light enveloped me!"
His words made Diana's expression very exciting.
For more information.
Diana also quickly released Lasso of Truth from the drunkard.
The next moment.
"Huh?"
The drunk man's face became dazed. He seemed to have regained consciousness, but he didn't remember what happened just now. Seeing this, Diana threw Lasso of Truth over again.
Ever since.
"If you hear the stars whimpering - don't be alarmed."
"That's just King of Realms counting today's harvest" and we are just under the throne,"
"Insignificant, happy dust."
"Sun! Sun! I am praising the real sun now!
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The red neck actually began to transform into a poet.
It's obvious.
The problem only occurs on Lasso of Truth.
Diana felt dizzy. She finally understood that the extremely evil boy had somehow transformed Lasso of Truth into some kind of "Ian's Praise Generator"!
This is why the other party called with great expectation and tried to make innuendo!
"What is this, Zeus can't even do this kind of operation!" It can be seen that Diana was definitely shocked, and she even started talking about her own Father God.
The night wind of Metropolis still carries the smell of scorched earth. Clark picked up Ian by the back collar, like a reluctant cat, and slowly landed on the ruins that used to be Kent Family.
Ian's feet just touched the ground.
Then he saw his mother Lois standing in the wind, with messy hair and a dull expression.
"Where's home?" Lois's voice was trembling, "Where's our home?"
She never expected it.
Before, I was comforting other displaced people, but now I have become the one who needs to be comforted. Everyone knows that when a large-scale disaster occurs, America's so-called house insurance is actually no different from not buying it. The victims will not receive any compensation and will only be refused insurance and surrendered.
"And my makeup! My jewelry and rings!"
"It's all gone!"
Lois's figure is full of trembling feelings.
Don't call it a valuable item.
Not even a complete brick could be found on the empty ruins in front of them. A few blackened wooden beams were stuck diagonally in the soil, like some kind of weird modern art installation.
"It has nothing to do with me. There were at least a few walls in the house when I left." Ian quickly divided the responsibilities, and he rushed into the ruins and started digging.
"Where is my property? My property has been stolen! My wet nurse has been stolen too!" Ian also became a little confused, his tone was full of panic and disbelief.
Jonathan held the statue he had just taken out from Hellcat and reminded quietly, "Is there a possibility that your wet nurse has stolen your property?"
He still remembered the girl who came out of Ian's bedroom and took away Ian's things.
Hear the words.
Ian is no longer messy instantly.
"Oh, that's okay. Little Punk Girl seems to have woken up. She owes me a lot. If she can escape Monday, but if she can't escape Tuesday, I will go to school tomorrow to question her."
"By the way, let her admit that she owes me a hundred and eighty thousand favors." Ian's tone returned to lightness. He touched his chin and felt that he needed a special form to record the kindness he had given.
Of course, such a trivial matter does not need to use Evil God Lord's brain capacity, so he chose Asgard's brain and entered this part of the information into Thor's brain.
Thor is the future God King after all.
The brain capacity is really huge, and he himself doesn't use much of it. While Ian was recording on a new era hard drive, not far away, Clark was also rummaging for something in the ruins. He dug through a pile of rubble and only found Ian's exaggerated-looking Laser Gun, but the private money he had hidden in the room was nowhere to be seen.
Oh.
There are still some ashes left.
The old father squatted on the ground in silence, unable to find anyone to share his grief - after all, if he told Lois what he had lost, Lois would probably make him even more sad.
The invincible Superman.
Have a sensitive heart.
"Do you want to know about low-interest loans? Clark."
The voice of Batman suddenly came from not far away. He landed next to Clark elusively as usual, completely unaware that he had just been "hacked" by Ian again.
"I will rebuild my own home myself."
Clark looked at Lois who was also looking for something.
He decisively chose to refuse.
"What about the high-priced building materials?"
Batman doesn't want to give up.
Got a hard look from Clark.
Batman doesn't care.
He just stared at the front not far away, where Ian was wiping the planed Laser Gun. The gun looked undamaged, and the material it used might be unusual.
Just at this time.
Clark spoke again.
"Have you found Luthor? The Doomsday he made is gone, and his home was stolen twenty or thirty times by Ian. Logically speaking, according to his character, he shouldn't be so quiet."
Superman is still worried that Luthor has a bigger conspiracy.
Regarding this.
Batman for more information.
"Our Luthor may be dead." Batman's voice was low, and he told his previous experience, "I met Luthor from the parallel universe before."
Batman briefly described the conversation between himself and Luthor.
Clark looked even more solemn after hearing this.
"Are you mourning for your old rival?" Batman looked at him, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and said in a deep voice, "I remember you had the opportunity to become friends."
I have to say.
Batman's information about Superman is really detailed.
Lois may not know as much as he does.
Clark didn't answer, just raised his head and looked into the distance.
"I was just thinking about the invasion of other universes, and the so-called Outer Universe Barry matter that we haven't solved yet." He said in a serious tone after being silent and thinking for a moment.
Observed around.
Clark is a little different.
He actually saw Barry·Allen in a research institute of Gotham.
"My instrument has been damaged, so Barry needs to help me build a new Dream Detection Instrument as soon as possible to see the weird nightmare he said happens every night."
Batman also knew what Clark saw. He took the initiative to explain it in a sincere tone. God knows whether he really needed help or wanted to take this opportunity to study Flash's abilities in depth.
Clark frowned.
But in the end, Batman was not accused of his backbiting behavior.
"First me, then Barry, maybe you and others should also be more careful." He just reminded Batman, and his intuition told him that this disaster would definitely affect more than just the two heroes.
Batman nodded.
His expression rarely showed a trace of solemnity. "I have been taking precautions, but the effect does not seem to be good. There is already some kind of force affecting my character."
"It is making it more difficult for me to control my desires and thoughts." Batman did not hide the abnormalities in his body. He has discovered that something is wrong with him several times recently.
Hear the words.
Clark's brows furrowed a little deeper. He carefully inspected Batman's whole body with his own clairvoyance eyes, but found no traces of corrosion similar to those of himself and Flash.
"Perhaps you can ask Ian?"
The old father made a suggestion.
He felt that his youngest son knew more than others in this regard after all.
However.
"My situation should be related to the fusion of cosmic sympathies. Only I can think of a solution. Repair your home first. I still have a lot to do."
"Of course, if necessary, I will come back to you for help." Batman, who is suspicious by nature and rarely puts his hopes on others, chose to politely refuse.
He just turned around and walked towards the new Batmobile that was gradually descending. After opening the door of the chariot, he held the door and looked back at Clark and the family behind Clark.
"If the worst happens, you need to kill me as soon as possible." This man who is cruel to his teammates and even more cruel to himself always prepares for the worst.
"To be honest, I have been waiting for that day for a long time." Clark's serious tone didn't sound like a joke,
Batman couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine.
"You really know how to joke."
Batman smiled awkwardly and got into his Batmobile. Batmobile slid silently into the night, carrying him back to the city of sin that belonged to him.
It's quiet at night.
People in the resettlement area are far away from here.
Most of them have already fallen asleep.
So.
The Superman family took advantage of the darkness to rebuild their home. Clark used Heat Vision to cut the wood accurately, and Ian was responsible for delivering the wood "airlifted" from his hometown to his old father.
In order to save the price difference.
But Jordan was exhausted from transporting it back and forth.
However.
He also enjoys this because he can earn five dollars for one transportation. For his new girlfriend, Kent Family's second son also works very hard.
Jonathan is helping Lois to collect useful things from the rubble.
None of his idols were lost.
It's truly magical.
"Ding ding ding~"
Just when Ian was about to go to the toilet and make himself a cup of tea.
Clark's cell phone rang.
"Looking for you."
He stared at Ian strangely and handed the phone to his youngest son. When he saw the caller ID was [Diana],
Ian's expression also looks a little happy.
"How's it going!? Aunt Diana, I heard that you wanted to write Apology Letter to me, Batman told me everything." Ian is now much more proficient in switching to Mashen than before.
He was always careful to know when to say what he should say.
"How did you do it?" Diana did not ask Ian why she did it. She knew that asking would be in vain. She just wanted to find out when Lasso of Truth was contaminated.
"Is it easy to use? It's easy to use. You can unlock the function of praising Wonder Woman by paying." Ian certainly knew what she was asking. He looked around Clark is welding the beams with Heat Vision, Lois is sorting out the few remaining belongings, and Jordan is running around holding a pile of wooden boards.
"I just want to know what influence you exerted on it." Of course Diana was not moved. She did not appreciate Ian's creativity and did not think it was an upgrade to Lasso of Truth.
Wonder Woman feels that she is not paranoid. She is now 100% sure that Ian was tied up by her on purpose and then defiled her beloved artifact while being tied.
"This is Ian's Whisper", just like the spell Odin cast on Mjolnir. What? Where did Odin come from?
Next week, many of my comics will be released simultaneously. Uncle Bruce has made a very credible guarantee. Aunt Diana, you should really seize this opportunity to supplement your magic knowledge in the new era."
Ian is very serious.
The sound of Diana taking a deep breath came from the other end of the communicator.
Ian I can almost imagine her crushing something.
"Restore me!"
Diana sounded very depressed.
"I want my original artifact!"
Her attitude is also very firm.
"Let's not talk anymore. My mother is here. If she misunderstands that I am in love early, you will be doomed." Ian pretended not to hear,
He believes that Aunt Diana has not fully discovered his transformation of Lasso of Truth.
If other functions are found.
The rigid and conservative Wonder Woman will definitely be shocked by his transformation.
Understand that his alchemical talents are equally remarkable.
"Oh, by the way, remember to give me likes on Superhero Popularity Center and contribute. When I have new ideas, I will also help Aunt Diana upgrade other backward versions of equipment."
It can be seen that Ian feels that his transformation is actually a kind of kindness.
He hung up the phone.
Diana was holding the mobile phone of Blind Sound with a very horrified expression.
"Like what?"
A bad premonition arose in her heart.
Fingers tapping rapidly on the keyboard.
The blue light of the screen reflected her frown.
After opening the website that is a household name in this world, the ominous premonition in Diana's heart became stronger and stronger until she clicked on a popular video platform, and the few videos pushed on the homepage made her pupils shrink suddenly.
<Death of a Hero: The Boy Forgotten by the Era.>
<He is the true guardian, but he was betrayed by the world!>
<Why did the boy who fell from the sky disappear overnight?>
<Stocking Superman, the real MVP fell!>
Many videos pop up directly.
On the cover of the hottest videos.
A young man with a mosaic on his face fell in a pool of blood, surrounded by Justice League members who were kneeling and crying bitterly - Superman held his head and screamed, and Flash knelt on the ground.
And herself.
The snot has already flowed to the ground, and the demigod's nose is long enough.
"???????"
Look at the video with no trace of special effects at all.
Diana's expression is wonderful.