The Death Knell

That's it. Although it seems easy, in fact, if it weren't for x-metal weapons, Killer Crocodile's scales would be difficult to deal with.

The cloak pulled Killer Frost out of the hole. At this time, even the huge wound was covered with blue-white frost. Perhaps because she was worried that she wouldn't be able to freeze, Caitlin used all her abilities and fainted herself.

Excessive physical exertion.

The next question is how to deal with Killer Crocodile. The frost will not last long, and the mutant cells in his body may still be active at this time.

Su Ming thought for a while and decided to use the symbiote to help him deal with it, but it couldn't be done here, as it was always under the eyes of the Justice League.

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Batman turned off the display with an expressionless expression and turned to look at the other members of the Justice League.

"The Sky Eye Society has launched a test, and the leader is our old friend, the Deathstroke."

Diana held her chest with both hands, and her two huge balls were bulging due to her squeeze, but she had no consciousness of it: "He has become stronger. He has already demonstrated the ability to fly and super strength. At the same time, I don't know why. The influence of other immune mutagens."

"Barry, what did he say to you before?" Batman asked. As the person most familiar with Deathstroke, only Barry might know something.

Barry rested his chin listlessly on his hand. He had been thinking about stasis today.

"No, he just told you to prepare cash as a reward for the last action. He will pick it up tomorrow. Moreover, he plans to buy a car and a house to live there permanently. There is no need for you to target him. He just wants to help."

"This is not targeted, just necessary precautions."

Bruce pulled up his cloak and narrowed his eyes. He noticed something unusual. This Deathstroke had nothing like the character of the main world. Batman didn't get any valuable information from the last brief contact.

But he just saw that there was a lot of x-metal in the death knell, even used to decorate his big sword.

Without information, there is no way to make arrangements or make a just-in-case plan, so no matter what, he has to see the death knell tomorrow.

"Ron, where is the Slade of our world now?"

"Sorry, I can't find him. Deathstroke may have learned the ability to close his five senses, or acquired equipment to isolate his psychic abilities. After all, Deathstroke already exists in another world."

Martian Manhunter spread his hands and said that he couldn't help him much.

Batman showed no expression, no shaking of his head or nodding.

He is speculating.

But he soon gave up wasting time.

"Come on, Barry, Clark, I just saw what happened inside the overall barrier, so I have a plan and I need you to help me make some equipment."

Bruce lifted his cloak and turned towards the darkness. He was going back to his room below the Hall of Justice, where he made some arrangements.

If Barry's room is decorated like a laboratory and a gym combined, then Batman's room is decorated like a prison.

His room is located in the most remote corner of the underground hall of justice. There are seven or eight surveillance equipment in front of the door, either overt or covert. There are no lights on the walls, but there are many hidden turrets and machine guns hidden in it.

The huge alloy door has a bat logo painted on it and several large words written on it.

"Keep out."

Barry bared his teeth. Every time he came to Batman's place, he always felt like he was going to jail. A unique sense of depression gradually enveloped his heart as the lights disappeared.

"Bruce, what's your plan?"

"Go in and talk." Bruce gestured in front of the door for a long time, entered the password and palm print, and motioned for Barry to go into the dark room to talk.

Barry swallowed. Does Batman think the underground of the Hall of Justice is not safe enough? Now I have to go into a small dark room to even talk.

However, as the three people entered, the spacious space lit up sporadically, making it look a little better.

Even though it's still very dark.

Barry suddenly had a feeling of being out of time and space. This place was exactly the same as the Batcave in Gotham, at least to the naked eye.

Batman carefully closed the door and ran the self-test program on his computer to make sure there was no listening device.

Only then did he speak about his plan.

During the day, he discovered the barrier and the existence of the special mutagen inside, but he didn't risk the lives of the members of the Justice League.

An unexpected discovery at night allowed him to see Deathstroke's thoughts from Killer Frost's behavior of freezing Killer Crocodile's brain.

That is, Deathstroke believes that the purpose of mutations is brain cells, which then affect thinking and control organs and actions throughout the body.

Is Deathstroke's analysis valid? Of course it works. Batman decided to use this discovery as a basis for 50% confidence. So based on the characteristics of this mutagen that changes biological brain cells, the Justice League naturally has a way to deal with it.

"Compression matrix - can expand the effect of light emitted by white dwarf fragments and stabilize this effect." Bruce said this series of words as a solution.

Barry knocked on his head. He felt that the word "White Dwarf Fragment" was somewhat familiar.

The Speed ​​Force helped him quickly recall, and his look at Batman turned into surprise again.

"This is the technology of Atom Ray Palmer. Why does the Justice League have a backup? Although Ray was also a member of the Justice League, does it involve some kind of patent? And where did your white dwarf star fragment come from?"

Bruce's eyes answered Barry's question for him.

'Because I'm Batman. ’

Joining the Zhenglian means being monitored by Batman 24 hours a day. Ray Palmer must have realized this a long time ago, just like other heroes in the Zhenglian.

Barry covered his forehead. He had begun to wonder if Bruce and Clark would one day merge and become a 'Super Bat Storm' similar to 'Firestorm'.

Clark was a little embarrassed, because in front of a scientist like Barry, Bruce openly admitted that he had 'copied' the technology of other scientists, which was somewhat... honorable.

"I will not use other people's technology to benefit myself. This is just a necessary backup method." Batman didn't seem to see their reaction and immediately started operating on the computer, putting down various design drawings and principle explanations. On the screen, let two people learn quickly.

Of course there was no room for negotiation.

Of course, Superman and The Flash can learn quickly. It only takes a few seconds for them to integrate a large amount of advanced knowledge.

"Very good." Batman nodded, took out a remote control from his belt and pressed it. The floor then cracked, and the mechanical platform raised two Bat-speeders from below: "Now I need to modify two Bat-speeders and let them come out. It and the passengers inside can be smoothly shrunk to the cellular level, and the vehicle needs to be equipped with weapons."

After saying that, Batman walked out the door, as if leaving Superman and Barry to work here.

"Where are you going?" Barry stretched out his hand to hold Bruce back, but could only watch him disappear into the darkness of the corridor without stopping, and a deep voice echoed in the darkness.

"I'll prepare the money."