Four Eyes

The young man, wearing a beret, was very young, only about seventeen or eighteen years old, with sparse yellow spots on his face. He held the beret with one hand and slammed the door open with the other, eager to tell his young master.

"Young Master! I can't find him!"

However, the first person the young man saw was not his own young master, but the butler who had disciplined him since childhood. He immediately stared wide-eyed, his body instinctively straightening up, words stuck in his throat, and he whimpered as he straightened his neck and stared wide-eyed.

He was somewhat afraid of the Bradbury butler, because it was the butler who had personally trained him to be a servant of the Zatara Family and to serve young master Zatara in every way.

He immediately sensed something was wrong. If the butler saw him acting so rashly, he would definitely be scolded again later. This was terrible.

The young man almost cried out in despair.

As expected, the Bradbury butler frowned slightly, his serious expression unchanged. His gaze towards him was filled with a cold, disappointed look, but since his young master was present, he would not be questioned in any way.

In private, the butler would naturally teach the young man again how to be a proper servant.

"Can't find it? Then forget it."

Zatara shrugged his thin shoulders and said rather uninterestingly.

He had originally wanted to get to know this Superman, but it was a real pity, as he had never seen such a human before.

His life magnetic field was so strong that it was stronger than that of the more than 10,000 people in the entire venue. If the life magnetic field were compared to light, then Ba Di would stand out alone, completely overshadowing the combined light of the more than 10,000 people.

How powerful would that force be? It would be like a miniature sun, radiating boundless light.

The moment Zatara saw Ba Di, it was as if he had suddenly seen an Earthling in another world; he felt a mixture of curiosity, warmth, and excitement.

Because he had never seen such Superman outside the Magic World, he wanted to know what kind of Superman Ba Di was, possessing superpowers? Genetic superpowers? A completely different realm from magic? Moreover, Ba Di, with his immense strength but such poor resistance to magical energy, was simply the perfect choice to make a puppet, brainwash and control it with Mind Magic, and use it as a servant.

With enhanced control, increased magic resistance, erased memories, and internal regeneration, one could easily acquire a powerful physical attacker. This would be an excellent choice for exploring mysterious places, probing dimensions, or even entering Hell to allow demons to descend upon this body.

Some forms of witchcraft can even transform souls, alter bones and marrow, and grant the user such a powerful body that they can live for several lifetimes.

However, all of the above are exceptionally evil, inhumane, and dark magic, not the work of orthodox magicians.

This kind of thing is especially favored by those half-baked, untrained, self-taught magicians, who will really do whatever they want for power.

Zatara only thought about it briefly; given his upbringing, his manners, and his character, he wouldn't do such inhumane things.

He may be arrogant and look down on the world, regarding all magicians as trash, but deep down he is quite upright and kind. He knows, understands, and can even perform some inhumane witchcraft, but he will not use it casually.

However, he left a very bad impression on Ba Di.

In Ba Di's mind, Zatara was already someone who used magic recklessly and gave hints to more than 10,000 people.

This is a big boy, not mature, who uses magic recklessly. Although he may not have any bad intentions towards Ba Di, human nature dictates that Ba Di doesn't want to push the boundaries too low.

Previously, he had made a somewhat reluctant choice in selecting the people in the Magic World he wanted to contact, because he simply had no way to contact anyone in the Magic World. It just so happened that Zatara came into his sights.

In the comics, he is a righteous magician. Ba Di came to him to see how he could use him to help him fight Jor-El.

But now, Ba Di feels that things are not so easy. It's not as simple as befriending him and then deceiving him with a lie to make him fight for him.

It's all because of magic.

Ba Di felt threatened, and even that he might face this kind of magician before he even had a chance to deal with Jor-El.

The feeling of being suppressed made him feel threatened, so he abandoned his original plan.

He had originally planned to meet Zatara after the magic show, but now he had changed his mind. He wanted to learn more about Zatara's personality and background before making a decision.

They decided which method to use to get his help.

Threats, kidnapping, or any other low-down, despicable tactics will do.

Deceiving, inducing, taking advantage of his personality, making friends openly and honestly, asking for help—that works too.

In any case, he needed to understand him more thoroughly, to learn about him secretly, so that he could use him when he reappeared before him.

Previously, the information collected was far too rudimentary.

Therefore, upon discovering that Zatara's assistant wanted to invite him, unaware of his intentions, and knowing that he was under great magical threat, he quickly left Madison Square Garden separately from Mike.

Ba Di was unwilling to put himself under a dangerous wall.

As he left, Ba Di even had a chase with his young assistant. The assistant also knew magic and moved with incredible speed, chasing after Badi's back. This was probably because his magic was not up to par, Ba Di left him far behind.

After shaking them off, Ba Di wandered aimlessly around Manhattan, unsure how much they wanted to see him, whether they had any way to track him down, or what Zatara's excited and curious gaze meant. But Ba Di felt it wasn't the right time to see them; he wasn't entirely confident he could get Zatara's help.

In addition, Ba Di had been using his Super Hearing all along and overheard Zatara, the butler, and the young man talking. Clearly, even if they were magicians, they weren't using magic to prevent their words from being leaked at all times. They also didn't expect that Ba Di could hear their conversation from a corner of Manhattan.

It is now dark, and Manhattan is lit up with the night, the city's dazzling lights and the charming night view emanating from the city.

This corner of Manhattan is somewhat desolate, with the streetlights casting a yellowish, dim glow.

Every city has its own corner, even bustling metropolises have these little corners, slightly dirty alleys, where robberies, murders, and crimes used to take place.

A cool breeze blew gently, slightly ruffling his trench coat, causing the hem to sway. The yellowish light overhead made him appear somewhat lonely.

He stood there with his eyes closed, waiting for Mike to drive up.

Lost in thought, he paid no attention to the two men, who were dressed in what were originally very proper suits, but after getting drunk, their suits and ties were undone and askew, their ordinary suits stained with the smell of alcohol. They staggered and helped each other into a small alley not far from him.

The shadows disappeared around them. They reeked of alcohol as they moved through the alleyways, their voices mingling with bursts of belching and excited chatter.

"There's... hiccup... there's a woman here!"

"High school student? That's so young!"

"Hiccup, and my chest is flat too."

"I like her, let's move her to the hotel."

"No... right here."

Then, the sound of someone untying their belt was heard.

Ba Di heard the sound; it was just a few steps away. If he wanted to play the hero and save the damsel in distress, this was undoubtedly the perfect time.

He remained unmoved.

They didn't even lift their eyelids.

He was not a hero, and he had no extra compassion.

He only shows compassion and tries to save others when he feels the urge to, and when he doesn't, he won't even act if he's within a few steps of them.

Sudden.

A shrill, terrifying voice rang out.

"Ah!!!!"

"She has four eyes!"

"It's a demon! A monster!"

The two men instantly sobered up, their faces filled with fear. They scrambled and rolled out of the alley, their trembling hands and feet weak with terror. They stumbled past Ba Di, panting heavily and pale-faced.

Clearly, they were terrified and fled in a panic.

Just as they screamed in fear, Ba Di sensed that an ancient troll had awakened in the alley, emanating an aura that seemed to stand between heaven and earth.

A powerful torrent of magic surged forth, like a dam bursting down.

His body reacted violently and frantically, his cells working frantically, like someone unwilling to drown.

A sense of threat surged through me like my blood was boiling, a sense of threat I had never felt before.

Ba Di clearly felt his adrenaline surge, and he could see everything around him clearly, from the tiny particles in the air to the collision with his skin. All the sensations at that moment were crystal clear.

My heart felt like it was being suffocated, as if the sky had collapsed.

It felt as if magical energy was pouring down from the sky, threatening to overwhelm and wash people away.

This magical reaction, even more powerful than Zatara's, posed a greater threat to Ba Di's body, making him feel a sense of impending doom.

To make a comparison, Zatara's water is a bucket, while this alleyway has a lake, enough to Deadman.

Ba Di's pupils contracted as he stared intently at the alley.

Inside this alley!

There's a magical reaction that could kill him!