Chapter 259 Supergirl (Part ) Bruce was walking on the busiest street, surrounded by a bustling crowd. Countless faces passed by, all of them were normal people. He was in a daze for a moment. Has this world really been invaded by Martian creatures? No matter how you look at it, this is a perfectly normal city! The shops on the street are filled with a wide variety of goods, and the vitality of the city is displayed through the bright glass windows. Bruce walked past a coffee shop. The rich aroma of coffee wafted out, mixing with the night air, creating a unique flavor. From the square not far away, there was a melodious sound of music. It was a street performer playing the guitar, surrounded by a small circle of listeners. "Ugh." Watching all this, Bruce felt a little sad. Such a beautiful picture, how can I bear to doubt it is fake. "Katum, do you think all these people are Martians?"
"You ask me, who should I ask?" Katum said, "How about I give you a method that will definitely help you figure out who is from Earth and who is from Mars." "What method?" Bruce asked. "Just shoot anyone you see. Those who die are from Earth, and those who survive are from Martians." Katoom's methods showed endless wisdom, and almost made Bruce laugh. "I'll just ask you a question." After he finished speaking, he didn't want to pay any more attention to the owl. Bruce was immersed in thought and kept walking forward. He walked out of the commercial district unknowingly. When he came to his senses, he had walked into a deserted neighborhood. Just then, a voice came from behind Bruce. "good evening." Bruce looked in the direction of the voice and saw a female police officer who looked to be in her thirties or forties walking towards him. "Good evening, ma'am," he said. "Are you a resident of this neighborhood? I haven't seen you before." The policewoman walked up to Bruce and was actually half a head taller than Bruce was now. You have to know that Bruce, who was 14 years old, was 175cm tall, which was not short. "I……" Bruce was stunned for a moment before realizing the other party's subtext. I was afraid that I had walked into a more chaotic neighborhood. "I might have taken the wrong road." Bruce said, "I was thinking about something while walking just now, so I didn't pay attention." "I see." The policewoman nodded. "Then you should remember this. This area is not safe. Leave early."
"Okay, thanks for reminding me." Bruce turned around and was about to leave, but the policewoman suddenly called him again. "Forget it, I'll take you out." The policewoman walked beside him, and Bruce could even smell the scent of donuts on her. "Why are you coming out alone so late?" the policewoman asked as they walked. "I had a fight with my family." Bruce said immediately, "I came out to relax." "I see." The policewoman nodded. "Does anyone else know you're here?" "No one." Bruce looked extremely honest at this moment. "That's it..." The policewoman stopped inconspicuously and fell behind Bruce. Under the cover of night, her body began to swell and soon exceeded three meters. Her skin also changed accordingly, revealing a pale and eerie luster. The white monster looked at Bruce's back, grinning, with sticky saliva dripping from her fangs. The monster spoke, and the voice was still that of a policewoman. "Family is very important." said the white monster. "If you don't value your family, you won't even notice if they are replaced one day." It approached Bruce step by step, with a hint of hunting desire in its eyes. Bruce paused. "That shouldn't be the case," he said. "I can still tell a monster like you apart." what? Before the monster could react, Bruce's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. Then a whistling sound of breaking wind came from behind the monster. Before the white monster could react, it was hit hard and crashed into the wall in the distance. boom-- The monster smashed countless cracks into the building's walls. Bruce flicked his wrist, and the Hellbat's arm armor turned into countless nanoparticles, penetrated into his clothes, and disappeared without a trace. "A monster like you is a White Martian, right?" Bruce said coldly, "You are so ugly." The White Martian wasn't seriously injured, but the humiliation of becoming the prey instead of the hunter, coupled with Bruce's ridicule, made it furious. It walked out of the wall, bringing up countless pieces of rubble. "You obviously didn't look back." It gritted its teeth and said, "How did you see it?" “I don’t need to look back.” Bruce shrugged, "The owl has been watching you." "Cuckoo!"
After a few owl calls, Katoom flapped its wings, flew out from somewhere, and landed on Bruce's shoulder. "It's really ugly." After carefully observing the appearance of the White Martian, Owl unconsciously agreed with Bruce's previous evaluation. "It's disgusting even to use it for research." Bruce added. In fact, Batboy's heart is not as calm as he appears. From the moment the policewoman appeared, Bruce had been on guard. He had preconceived that there was something wrong with this person, and then he observed her quietly, trying to find the flaws in her disguise. But the result was that nothing could be found. For a moment, Bruce almost believed that this was just an ordinary human being. Until the other party turned into a white Martian before Katum's eyes. "There are no flaws, just like an ordinary person..." Bruce was secretly frightened. If he couldn't find a way to identify them, there would be no way he could completely eradicate the artificial Martian creatures. There is no way this world can be saved. "Boy..." The White Martian's rage was beyond words. He suddenly pounced towards Bruce at an extremely fast speed, leaving behind a trail of afterimages. Bruce's face was as gloomy as water. He threw a backhand punch. Countless nanoparticles on his body surged and quickly formed into fist armor, arm armor, and chest armor... Then there is the complete version of the Hellbat Armor! With a "swish" sound, Bruce's fist took the lead and pierced through the chest of the White Martian. Green blood dripped onto the ground through the fingers of the Hell Bat. When he pulled his arm back, the White Martian's body instantly collapsed to the ground. It looked at the Hellbat Armor with disbelief in its eyes: "Batman...you are not dead..." "No, I'm dead." Bruce touched the white Martian's head, which felt terrible. He squeezed it a little harder and it burst like a watermelon. "It's just that I've returned from hell." The headless body of the White Martian fell down helplessly, and a metal medal fell out. Bruce picked it up and looked at it over and over again. He didn't understand the class divisions among Martians, but this extremely simple medal looked very low-level at first glance. That’s right, if this guy was really a powerful being, why would he hide in the dark and attack the little boy? Bruce did not deal with the body of the white Martian and stayed where he was. He wanted to see if there would be any related reports tomorrow. If not, it meant that the Martians had already controlled the media. The Hellbat armor transformed itself into nanoparticles, and Bruce returned to his normal clothes. He walked out of the block and a car whizzed past, creating a breeze.
Bruce raised his head and looked at the sky which was cut into irregular shapes by tall buildings, and the moon was looming among the clouds. He suddenly felt tremendous pressure. What he had just encountered was the lowest level of White Martians, very weak, but also stronger than ordinary humans. I don’t know how many guys like this are lurking among the human population. Not to mention, above these low-level Martians, there are beings that specialize in combat. According to Katum, those warriors have two most difficult abilities, Martian physique and telepathy. The so-called Martian physique comes from the Martians' advanced genetic modification technology. Their bodies are composed of many polymer chains with similar structures, and can change shape, mass, color at will, and can even simulate various clothes. In short, Martians can change into any appearance at will, whether it is human, animal, plant, or inanimate object. In addition, the biological material that makes up their bodies is also very special. It can become extremely tough and invulnerable to swords and guns, and it can also become a virtual body, not only able to hide the body shape, but also able to pass through any object. Of course, with such a strong body, it must have the ability to regenerate! These abilities combined together form the Martian warriors' terrifying Martian physique. Then there is telepathy, an ability Bruce is very familiar with, it's the ability to read minds. The upper limit of Martian telepathy is very high. Bruce heard that there was a guy named Martian Hunter, who was known as the most powerful mind reader in the universe. He could obtain the thoughts of everyone on Earth in a very short time. He could also read minds from a long distance and could read the minds of people on the moon while standing on Earth. With such outrageous abilities, he must be a great villain! You can tell there's something wrong with the name, Martian Manhunter, it's treating humans as prey! On the other side, Katum was also a little emotional. He leaned on Bruce's shoulder and sighed, "He can change into any appearance at will and read other people's minds easily. This Martian must be Grindelwald plus Slytherin!" "If all Martians are this powerful, I have no chance of winning," said Bruce. A Martian has telepathy, and Bruce can still fight with Occlumency. But if all Martians can read minds, then they will be able to communicate telepathically with each other and form a huge mental network. By then, united will no longer be an adjective. What to win? "If you can't defeat the Martians, let the Martians defeat you!" Katum whined and moaned, making a lot of noise, as if he was in a bad mood and wanted to make others feel bad too. "How long are you going to be depressed?" Bruce couldn't stand it anymore. "You just gained weight, right? You always put pressure on me, and I never blame you!" "Heh." Katum snorted coldly and ignored it. "Okay, stop being angry. We still have to figure out what kind of world this is!" The Heart Hunter revealed before that the reason why the Martians have been expanding secretly is because there are still superheroes in this world.
Bruce wants to find them and cooperate with them. As the saying goes, unity is strength. No matter how powerful Batman is, he still needs a few minions and subordinates. How about going to Gotham in this world first? Bruce hadn't thought it through yet, but at this moment, a plane was flying through the sky, leaving a long trail. etc-- Bruce suddenly discovered that there was something clearly wrong with the trajectory of the plane. At the same time, a piece of news suddenly broke out on the big screen in the commercial district that was originally playing advertisements. "Hello everyone." On the screen, the news anchor had a serious expression on his face. "Just now, Flight 237 from National City to Geneva suddenly descended rapidly shortly after takeoff. Due to an obvious engine failure, the plane seemed to be hovering over the city..." what? Bruce raised his head. Was that the one above his head? "Katum..." Bruce called out the owl's name. To save the plane, they have to work together. However, after calling several times, the owl didn't respond. Bruce thought it was still in a bad mood, so he turned around and wanted to criticize it harshly, without even considering the time when he was angry. But then he saw that the owl was staring straight ahead, muttering to itself, as if trying to recall something. "National City... National City... Why does this name sound so familiar..." Bruce didn't know what Katum was thinking. National City was just a place name in California. What was there to worry about? The key now is to save the plane... At this moment, Bruce was suddenly stunned. He clearly saw a human figure flying rapidly towards the plane high in the sky. Superman? This was Bruce's first thought, but he wasn't sure because he didn't see the iconic red cape. And the body shape is a bit wrong. "Hey——" Bruce released nanoparticles to form a Hellbat helmet. His field of vision instantly extended, and he could see the scene in the sky clearly. "Is it a woman?" He finally saw it clearly. The one flying in the sky was not Superman, but a blonde woman in a blue sweater. It was at this moment that Katum suddenly had an idea and shouted, "I remember now, isn't National City the city where Supergirl is active?" Superwoman? Bruce had a lot of questions to ask at once. What is the relationship between this Supergirl and Superman? Also, how strong is this guy in combat? Is he reliable? Of course now is not the time, Bruce is closely following the situation of the crashed plane. Supergirl rushed towards the plane like an arrow, her speed seemed to tear through space.
In the blink of an eye, she was under the plane, stretched out her arms without hesitation, and caught the faulty wing of the plane. As Supergirl began to exert her strength, coupled with the Kryptonian's biological force field, the terrifying momentum of the plane's dive was gradually curbed. "That's great!" Bruce saw the whole process clearly through the helmet. There was no place for the plane to land in the city, so Supergirl guided the plane across the bridge and finally landed on the river. Bruce saw the look on Supergirl's face as she climbed out of the river and stood on the wing, the spotlight of the rescue helicopter surrounding her. It was an expression of joy, pride, and flattery, as if even she herself had not expected that she could actually save the plane. "and many more!" Bruce frowned, and he finally realized that there was something wrong with this so-called Supergirl. He had neither a uniform nor a cape, and his movements of waving and grinning at the onlookers were so clumsy. If he were an experienced old hero, he would never behave like this. Bruce looked at Katum and said his most helpless guess - "Isn't this Supergirl a newcomer?" (End of this chapter)