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He suddenly tilted his head back, and then, with his forehead, which seemed to be harder than common sense, he slammed it solidly and hard into Black Adam's forehead like a battering ram!
"Boom!!!"
The ancient king was met with the most unexpected and frustrating invasion of his consciousness in his life.
Chapter 190 Lord Ian's Human Form
Ian's sophistry regarding his own human nature crumbled.
He didn't give Black Adam a chance to think about the strange things, and suddenly tilted his head back and slammed his forehead hard into Black Adam's forehead.
"Let me see what evil spirit has bewitched you!"
Ian's voice carried the excitement of a researcher, as if he were not facing an enraged ancient god-king, but a precision instrument that needed to be disassembled and repaired.
The words have not yet fallen.
The collision of the two heads has already occurred.
The force of that impact.
There's a kind of beauty in Ian that shows he doesn't care at all about the integrity of his forehead.
It made Black Adam feel dizzy.
"Boom!!!"
A deep, resounding clang, like the tolling of an ancient temple bell, echoed in the minds of the two men.
The Black Adam who was ambushed felt a sudden darkness before his eyes. Countless golden stars and black crows swirled and flew around in his vision, and his brain was almost shaken to its core! His proud magic resistance and physical defense seemed to become a rather unremarkable joke in the face of this completely unconventional mental (physical) attack.
Meanwhile, Ian, taking advantage of the moment when Black Adam's consciousness was shaken and his mental barrier was breached, successfully forced his own incomparably "righteous" consciousness into Black Adam's world of thought.
His words weren't the goal; they were merely a means to create this opportunity for himself. Countless fragments of memory, raging emotions, and ancient incantations surged through him like an out-of-control torrent. Ian's consciousness raced through them, filtering out information irrelevant to the outer universe, focusing directly on the source of that abnormal dark power.
at the same time.
In the realm of reality.
"boom!"
Two muffled thuds sounded almost simultaneously.
The two figures lay flat on the ground in the specially made cage. Black Adam's limbs were twitching unnaturally, but Ian's eyes rolled back just like Black Adam's.
Black Adam began to uncontrollably foam from the corners of his mouth. However, Ian was clearly better prepared. The foam he spat out wasn't ordinary clear liquid, but... a rainbow of colors. Like an overturned palette, it even carried a faint, cloyingly sweet scent of rainbow candy.
It doesn't mean anything else.
The main reason was that Ian had put an effervescent tablet in his mouth beforehand.
At least the foam that comes out looks better.
That counts as a win.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet refracted a dreamlike luster under the cold light of the cage, like colorful ribbons sprayed during a festival celebration.
His current appearance, illuminated by the eerie blue force field, presents a bizarre and dreamlike visual effect. Of course, few people are capable of appreciating and judging it.
"..."
Mera, the Queen of the Sea, blinked her large eyes and subconsciously tugged at Clark's cloak.
"Clark... your son... his mouth is even more impressive than the most bubble-blowing arrowfish in the Atlantic... is this really... okay?"
Queen Mera's tone was full of uncertainty.
"Ah."
Clark Kent.
This god among men, who had faced countless cosmic crises, now watched his son roll his eyes and blow colorful bubbles, his face showing only a deep, habitual numbness.
He nodded heavily, and was about to speak when Batman, with his cold, emotionless voice altered by a voice changer, preemptively took over the role of voice double.
"Get used to it."
Concise yet profound, it contains countless painful memories.
Wonder Woman Diana rubbed her still-aching temples, looked at the two guys in the cage who seemed to be having a collective epileptic seizure, and asked helplessly, "So we're just going to... wait here? Wait for Ian to 'mess around' in that ancient emperor's brain and come up with some kind of result?"
She always felt that entrusting such an important task to Ian was not a wise choice.
“We can find something else to do. At the very least, we can ‘interrogate’ this ‘guest’ from a parallel universe that Clark and his team brought back.”
Batman turned around in his wheelchair, his gaze sweeping across the crowd beneath his mask before finally settling on the Injustice Superman standing on the broken wall not far away, still exuding an aura of philosophical despair.
As he spoke, the wheelchair glided silently to Injustice. Injustice still had his head down, staring blankly at the ground, as if he were indifferent to everything around him.
Batman didn't beat around the bush, nor did he use any lie detector. He simply stared at the other person with his eyes that could see through all lies, and then dropped a bombshell.
"You wouldn't want someone to help you 'have a baby,' would you?" Sure enough, as the wise Batman, Bruce Wayne spotted Injustice Superman's belly in one glance.
He saw through the reason why Injustice Superman was depressed. These words, like a silent thunderclap, instantly struck everyone present except for Clark and Batman.
Aquaman spat out the mouthful of water he had just drunk; Mera covered her mouth, her eyes wide with shock; Wonder Woman's expression went from shock to bewilderment to a strange realization.
I still feel a little scared.
Wonderful.
"Shut up!"
The Unjust Superman, who had been standing like a stone statue, suddenly raised his head! His cheeks, ears, and neck rapidly flushed with blood, eventually turning into an extremely rare liver color, just like Batman's a few minutes earlier! It was a color that mixed extreme shame, humiliation, and unspeakable collapse.
"You—!" Injustice Superman spat out through gritted teeth, his eyes fiercely warning Batman, "The child you've let slip... he doesn't belong to any of our universes! He's a heretic who shouldn't have been born! You have no idea what you're raising! He's a devil crawled out of hell!"
obviously.
Injustice Superman got pregnant by Ian.
He suffered severe psychological trauma.
“Listen, this is none of your business.” Clark frowned, stepped forward, and stood in front of Batman, giving Injustice a sharp rebuke.
"Ah."
Upon hearing this, the liver-colored hue on Unjust Superman's face gradually faded, replaced by a deep, almost tragic, mockery. He tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile more painful than a grimace: "Fine. Anyway... in the end, it's not me who will face that 'disaster.' It's not my place to worry about it."
As he spoke, Injustice Superman gave Clark Kent of this universe a deep look.
"disaster?"
Batman immediately grasped the key words, lowered his voice, and began to react.
"What ultimate disaster? What exactly is the Supreme Alliance sending you and that Golden Superman here for?" His intuition told him that the reappearance of Injustice Superman was not just a simple dimensional invasion.
“Of course we have been assigned tasks.” Unjust Superman seemed to have given up all hope. He sneered, “There are two tasks. The one on the surface is very simple. It’s just to let the two of you ‘Supermen’ compete to see who is better and more in line with their set of the strongest and most perfect standards.”
He paused, his eyes flickering, "But I feel... the Supreme Alliance is more like using this as an excuse to... search for something in your universe."
When he said this, Unjust Superman's tone was somewhat uncertain; it was all just his intuition, without any actual evidence.
"What are you looking for?" Clark pressed on.
Upon hearing this, Unjust Superman rolled his eyes.
“If I had known, would I have been brainwashed and manipulated into a biological weapon that only knows how to execute orders?” His tone was heavy with bitterness. “I am a loser, Clark. In our organization, a loser is just a stray dog on the roadside, no longer worthy of knowing the core plans.”
His words made everyone frown. This cruel hierarchy was unsettling. Not a single member of the Justice League was willing to accept that the so-called Supreme League was the advancement of the Justice League.
"I will investigate this matter in detail. Now, tell us, what exactly is this 'ultimate disaster' you just mentioned?"
Batman brought the topic back to the main point.
His tone was like that of someone interrogating a criminal, but Injustice Superman didn't seem to care. The defeated hero shook his head, his eyes seeming to recall some vague and terrifying fragment.
Keep flashing.
“Only at the end of time can one truly ‘see’ it… but all those who try to return and tell it will forget… that is the rule, the protection, and perhaps also a curse.” He withdrew his gaze, his voice low, “I can only guess… it must be related to the invasion of outer space.”
"The scale... is probably beyond our imagination." This was one of the initial ideas that Injustice Superman insisted on: the invasion of the outer universe would eventually cause the entire multiverse to collapse.
In this regard.
Wonder Woman also seemed to be deep in thought.
"You're not sure either? It's just a guess?"
She asked with some suspicion, as she, as an Amazonian savage embraced by modern society, did not yet have an accurate judgment on whether any invasion from outer space would be harmful.
"Yes, it's just a guess. You should ask the Laughing Man; he might know more about it..." Unjust Superman paused and then added.
"Of course... or you could ask his collaborator. I vaguely remember what happened when I was mind-controlled, and I know that there was a collaborator behind the maniacal laughter."
He uttered the name of the Batman Who Laughs twice, but the eerie void chains did not appear, nor did any force attempt to pull Injustice Superman back to the headquarters of the Supreme Alliance.
This made Injustice Superman... very uneasy.
Of course, it wasn't because of the unease of being unable to escape, but because he couldn't help but wonder what information was hidden behind the fact that his maniacal laughter no longer seemed as concerned about being exposed as usual.
Just when Injustice was truly on the verge of collapse.
"A collaborator? Who?"
Aquaman Arthur couldn't resist joining in the inquiry.
He is, after all, a member of the Justice League, and he has to make appearances a few times. Just like most of the time, even if he's just a minor character in the battles, it doesn't stop him from taking "group photos" after the battles.
"If I remember correctly."
Injustice Superman raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky, as if he were on guard against something.
"That was a woman named Paradox. I don't know exactly what was so special about her, but even that madman who laughed wildly seemed to be somewhat wary of her."
His words were very informative.
While the others were still processing the information, Clark Kent's mind was in turmoil.
paradox!
Clark Kent remembered the name very clearly, and upon hearing it, his eyes flickered almost imperceptibly.
His super brain instantly retrieved a memory—not long ago, in the eerie ruins of a military base, the woman who mysteriously appeared and resolved numerous supernatural riots, then tricked him during his search, and then quietly disappeared, left behind the name "Paradox"!
Realize this.