American comics: You're asked to fish, but you catch a Superman template?

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Malcolm Merrill said, limping, "I think you should go find his kids. Batman was trained by the League of Assassins. Even if you torture him to death, he won't back down."

“I know I’m just letting him experience the pain of near death, and then I’ll inflict that pain ten times on his son!”

Damian Darke released his grip; he couldn't kill Batman until he obtained the password key to the security protocol.

Although the other Justice League leaders all have their own key codes, Damian Dark doesn't believe he can threaten Wonder Woman, Superman, or Iron Bones.

When Damian Dark's hand left Batman's chest, the flow of life energy stopped instantly. Batman felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from his shoulders, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He looked extremely exhausted!

“It’s this kid’s turn, Bruce Wayne. I admire your courage, but just because you can endure this kind of torture doesn’t mean your kid can!”

Damian Dacker turned to the boy with the same name as him, and Robin Damian Wayne let out a heavy "uh".

"You little brat, you child, you ****, fuck squid, fuck squid**..."

A string of profanities burst from Damian Wayne's mouth, but he was firmly caught by Damian Duke's magic.

Damian Dark smiled. "It seems your father didn't teach you to control your temper. Anger and insults are useless. You can't make me angry, and you can't change anything!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he gently patted Robin's chest with his palm.

"Stop messing around, Damian Dark!"

Batman stared in confusion, then an explosion occurred, and a figure descended from the sky.

With a loud "boom".

A crack appeared in the ground, and Superman emerged. Batman winked at him, his gaze falling on Robin, intending to save the child first.

"Superman, I never expected you to deliver yourself to my doorstep!"

Damian Dark pushed Robin away the moment Superman appeared and reached out to Superman, casting a spell.

"Uh..."

Superman's body twitched, and he immediately felt someone grab his throat, making it impossible for him to breathe.

However, even in the vacuum of space, Superman can adapt, let alone since he cannot breathe at all. So he deliberately holds his breath and relies on his biofield to maintain the circulation of his body.

"Let them go!"

Superman said coldly, as he yanked his right leg forward, causing the ground to crack and sink deeply.

As Superman marched forward against Damian Dark's magic, Damian felt a terrifying force resisting his magic.

Unable to support himself with one hand, he was forced to put down Batman and lean his arm on Superman, using all his strength.

"Father!"

Robin Damian Wayne, having absorbed less life force, was not seriously injured. He ran over and helped the weakened Batman up, his eyes filled with concern.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!..."

When Damian Dark unleashed his full magical power, Superman's body convulsed again, the ground cracked open with a "crack," and a large section of the ground fell beneath his feet.

In a physical battle against magic, Superman doesn't have much of an advantage.

Then his eyes suddenly turned bloodshot, and two blazing beams of light shot outwards, crashing into Damian's arms with a thunderous roar.

But this was something to be wary of; even the slightest touch would cause Damian's hand to evaporate instantly. His expression changed drastically. He dared not risk absorbing Superman's heat vision energy, and instead spread out one hand, redirecting his heat vision.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle...

Damian Dark gritted his teeth, using almost all his strength to adjust the direction of his thermal vision. Two fiery red lasers roared past him, striking with tremendous force and burning two deep trenches in the ground.

The ground melted!

Taking advantage of Damian Dark's momentary unconsciousness, Superman broke through his opponent's magical blockade and pounced on Damian Dark's body like a pile of debris, punching his opponent in the chest.

With a loud bang, Damian-Dark flew backward.

The magic altered his body, but Superman's punch did not cause him any obvious damage. He rolled on the ground a few times, then stood up again and reached across to grab Robin.

"...Malcolm Merlin, help me stop Superman!"

Damian Dark yelled at Malcolm, who was hiding behind the tank and pretending to be dead.

When the latter heard this roar, he was filled with dread! "Who are you?"

Stop Superman? Are you fucking kidding me?

You can't even stop Superman. If you're a magician, what do you expect me to use to stop Superman? (Okay)

With my life?!

Marco Polo's face was bitter as he gripped his bow and arrows tightly, neither releasing them.

Superman lifted Batman with one hand and grabbed Robin with the other, looking at Markom Merlin, "If I were you, I would never let that arrow go."

Then, Superman, Batman, and Robin flew away quickly.

Watching Superman fly away, Malcolm Merlin helplessly put down his bow and arrow.

Damian Dacker rushed in, his face grim.

"Did your plan fail?" Malcolm asked.

"No, no, I have Batman's fingerprints. Go to him; you can copy the security protocol's password key."

Malcolm Merlin's expression changed when Damian Dark mentioned "that person." "I don't think asking us to cooperate is good enough!"

"Oh, okay, so what if it's disturbing the peace? At least he and I are on the same page."

Damian Dacker grinned and turned to walk towards his car.

Chapter 382 The Queen of Atlantis

When the submarines attacked the capital of Atlantis, the Queen of Atlantis first convened a council.

"Immediately develop an emergency plan and take care of our wounded first!"

Queen Athena sat on her throne, holding a golden trident, yet between her slender eyebrows lay unparalleled nobility.

The council chamber was magnificent, with four enormous, coral-like pillars in the center, each twenty meters long.

Standing on the left is an envoy from the Kingdom of Zebel.

The envoy from the Kingdom of Zebel stepped forward and bowed to the Queen of Atlantis on her throne. "Your Majesty," he said, "our citizens of Zebel have also been harmed this time. You have witnessed the cruelty with which Earthlings have attacked innocent civilians!"

"I agree with Sir Leslie!"

The young man on the Shark rushed in, his eyes fixed on the Queen of Atlantis. "Mother, the Earthlings are attacking Atlantis! This is terrorism... No, this is an act of war! They're declaring war on us!"

These words sparked considerable controversy among the envoys from other kingdoms.

In today's underwater world, apart from the Lost Nation, the Lost Country, and the Trench Nation, the other four countries are increasingly exchanging ideas.

Millions of people from other kingdoms travel to and from the capital of Atlantis every day.

Therefore, in the recent attack, not only the people of the Kingdom of Atlantis were affected, but also the populations of the other three kingdoms.

"That's right, Your Majesty. The people of the Underworld have harmed all our kingdoms. We must force them to give a fair account!"

"Mother, the Earthlings are attacking us, which means they want to destroy us. My father didn't trust them, but now their ugly faces have been proven. I... the Prince of Atlantis, propose to break with convention and initiate Atlantis's war plan!"

Om possesses the purest royal blood.

His mother is the current queen of Atlantis, and his father is a prince of the Kingdom of Zebel.

Because Athena was carrying the son of an Earthling, Orm's father instilled in him from a young age the idea that Earthlings were worthless and sinful, and sent him to find the legendary trident of the sea god, to lead the seven seas, and to conquer the land world.

But no one has seen Father Om since then.

But his hatred and loathing for Earthlings were deeply ingrained in the young Orm's heart.

The ambassadors of Zebel unconditionally agreed to Prince Om's proposal, while the ambassadors of the Fish-Man Kingdom and the Saltwater Kingdom remained undecided.

Starting a war is not something that can be decided lightly.

"Enough, enough!"

The Queen of Atlantis rose from her throne, picked up her golden trident, and slammed it heavily into the ground.

A wave of energy spread in all directions, and the council chamber fell silent instantly.

Before the legitimate representatives of the Atlantis family, the advisors of the four kingdoms dared not speak and all bowed their heads. Orm's expression was stern, but he had no choice but to kneel on one knee and obey the Queen's voice.

"This matter cannot end so hastily, and besides, no one on Earth knows of the existence of the Atlantis civilization..."

When the Queen said these words, a smile appeared on Prince Orm's face. He wanted to ask, "Queen of Atlantis, have you had any children out of wedlock with any human?"

But when Orm looked up and saw the golden trident in Athena's hand, he held back what he wanted to say.

With the Golden Trident, no one in Atlantis can compare to the Queen!

"Perhaps Atlantis has been closed off for too long and needs a bridge built, a bridge that can connect the two worlds."

As soon as the Queen finished speaking, the advisors from the four countries below began to shout themselves hoarse.

"But Your Majesty, our traditions forbid this!"

"My decision has been made. Atlantis and the surface world have been separated for too long. It's time to build a bridge of peace!" I will personally oversee this matter. Go ahead! Mera, come with me, I have something to tell you!

The queen brandished her golden trident, and the advisors of the four kingdoms beneath her retreated.