My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

"New heroes and gods, so who will be the new heroes and gods?"

Eric sat in the room carved out in the cave and whispered to himself.

"Sir, you... are you all right?"

Raven brought Eric a glass of water and asked worriedly.

Her little face was wrinkled, and she was very worried about Eric.

"I'm fine, Miriam. Can you contact Baron Winters now?"

"No, I still can't sense anything."

She shook her head in frustration.

"Hey bat, I once had a woman who taught me to put a smile on my face and she said that my mission is to fill the world with laughter and that moved me for a minute... So, why don't you just smile?! Ku Da and deep hatred will make people easy to age, come on, have a smile!"

The clown in the lantern on the stone table showed a penetrating smile to Eric.

"Ahahaha! Like this, no, I can't stop, ahahaha...!"

He laughed like crazy.

The laughter was sharp and harsh.

"Shut up! Miriam, throw him under the cliff. I remember there is a cave not far from here. It's bottomless. Maybe Mr. Clown can experience what it's like to be surrounded by darkness."

Eric winked at the raven.

"clear!"

Raven cooperated with Eric, picked up the clown lantern and walked out.

"Hey, wait! Wait! My laughter stopped..."

The clown begged for mercy.

"I'm a little sad, bat, though, and I thought you'd expect to hear my laughter again."

No matter what the situation is, the Joker still has the time to say one-liners.

"No one expects to hear your laughter."

The raven glared at him fiercely.

......

Silent all night.

The next day, Eric packed up and walked to Diana's room.

He still has a lot to talk about with her.

Da da da!

Footsteps echoed in the winding corridor.

"Batman!"

A crisp female voice came from the left.

Eric turned his head and found Supergirl walking towards her.

The super girl who is still beautiful and beautiful in appearance, even in a tattered uniform, still can't hide her beautiful appearance.

"You're Batman, right?"

she asked blankly.

"Miss Kara El?" Eric called out her name in surprise.

Supergirl was stunned for a moment, but she quickly reacted, with a smile on her lips, "Also, since you claim to be Batman, you must know some secret things."

"So... is there something wrong?" Eric didn't know why the other party stopped him.

"No, not much, just want to make sure you're the real Batman."

Supergirl shrugged.

"Does it matter?"

"It's very important, at least for me and my dead cousin (Superman). We, the superhumans left in the ground, are looking for something important and meaningful every day, as if to confirm that we still exist, Not the corpses of the walking dead."

There was sadness in her words.

Whoosh!

As if she wanted to try Eric's strength, her body turned into a sharp sword and rushed towards Eric.

Bang!

The two fists slammed into each other.

Eric was taken aback!

Not surprised by the strength of the opponent, but surprised by the strength of the opponent.

This level of effort is not only inferior to the people of the motherland, but even Queen Maeve is slightly inferior.

boom!

Hit by Eric's full-strength fist, Supergirl bounced straight out.

The body slammed heavily against the stone wall.

The gravel fell, and the dust spread.

Eric didn't wait for Super Girl to fall from the stone wall, and quickly ran to the spot where Super Girl hit.

He hugged Supergirl who had not yet fallen to the ground.

"How can it be?"

He was surprised at the weakness of the other party's body, which did not match the strength of the legendary Super Girl.

Supergirl is the cousin of Superman Clark Kent, born from Krypton, short-tempered, impulsive, and an immature girl character. She has flying ability and super strength, and also has super healing ability and thermal vision, basically belonging to the top group of people in the DC world.

Supergirl, who was held in Eric's arms, was gasping for breath with blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.

"I'm sure now, you're not Batman, at least not Gotham's Batman."

A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Well, I don't know if this is good news or bad news."

"Don't talk yet."

Eric took out the quick healing agent developed based on blue kryptonite from his belt and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Your body...what happened?"

After taking the quick-healing agent, she felt better, took a few deep breaths, and said, "Satellite dust, an existence that can cut the genes of Kryptonians. A single inhalation can make Kryptonians fall into a miserable situation. The smallest diameter is only one Nami, my body...has been completely cut."

She stood up from Eric's arms, "So I've lost my Supergirl identity and power now, if you can...call me Carla."

Although she lost her super powers, she did not lose her fighting spirit, staring at Eric, "Lonely Plains, it is said that Superman once appeared there, Batman, if you don't follow us into the underworld, I hope you can go there Investigate... if there is even a glimmer of hope, as long as Clark is alive, we will have hope."

"... the Burning Steppes?"

"Yes, hope against Omega."

"..."

Eric was silent for a moment, "If there is a chance, I will investigate, but your body..."

"Hey, it doesn't matter anymore. My adoptive mother once said to me that the existence of human beings is because of love. If love no longer exists, then human beings will always think about the meaning of their own existence. I found that... ... Kryptonians will also have similar feelings to people on Earth~www.readwn.com~ She stood in front of Ai Rui, and there seemed to be light in her eyes, "My adoptive mother and adoptive father are all gone, I will wait until I lose one of them. Only then did I come to realize that I have become inseparable from the earth, and I will gradually begin to think about the meaning of my existence. so......"

Covering her stomach, she limped into the depths of the cave, "Fight against those bastards, avenge those who lost, and regain the earth, you are the new hero and god!"

Her voice drifted away, disappearing with her at the end of the dark shadow of the cave.

Eric took a breath, and the fog in his heart was partially dispelled.

He had more different ideas about what to say to Diana next.

Walking along the winding path to Diana's room, people passing by occasionally greeted him along the way.

Although the clothes are ragged, everyone's eyes are full of hope for the future.

Even if the road ahead is still unknown.