My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

Looking at the things in the pavilion on the first floor of the building, the clown let out an exclamation.

In the bright, white room that was illuminated, there were countless glass cabinets.

Inside the transparent glass case are dummies in full bloom.

The dummy is dressed in various costumes.

That's the costume of superheroes from all over the DC world.

An excited smile appeared on the Joker's face, "Ha, it's like your Batcave, except..."

"You haven't seen my bat cave."

Eric interrupted him and stopped on a dummy, looking at the familiar uniform above.

This is Sinestro's uniform armor.

Has the light of fear that roamed the universe also lost in the hands of Omega?

"I really haven't been to your bat cave, but there should be some items in memory of your comrades in arms, right? Look here, all the spoils of war!"

The clown made a sizzling sound, watching the Omega trophies around him with great interest.

The sight moved from the spoils one by one.

Sinestro, Brainiac, Black Manta, Robot Superman...

Eric even saw a leopard.

Could it be that the Leopard Girl was beaten into a paper man?

Tatata!

Eric walked in the room, staring at these Omega trophies, and said, "These should be the people who have been defeated by him, the people who have been defeated by him."

"What happened to him, we have no way of knowing. What kind of anger he ignited that drove him down this path, we have no way of knowing."

Eric said and walked to the side of a dummy.

A purple suit with a beautiful green bow on the chest, this sassy dress looks like a clown at first glance.

The clown looked at the clothes in his glass cabinet with a rare serious expression, "Everyone can change."

"Actually, I have a question for you."

Eric looked at the clown's clothes in the glass, "What happened to you?"

"Didn't I tell you? Bat, those mobs ripped me to pieces! But I don't remember the clearer things..."

The clown is still the same rhetoric before.

"If you get killed by a mob, your clothes won't be put here."

Eric pointed out the contradiction in Joker's words, "You were injured by Omega, which caused your misery today."

After being exposed by Eric, the Joker was silent.

The eloquence of the past has completely disappeared.

After a long while, he grinned, "Bat, you should answer with your words: It doesn't matter!"

"Really? I think it's important!"

A hoarse voice came from behind the two of them.

Omega came out of the shadows.

"The truth is often buried in lies, and if it can't be studied carefully, it will lead to chaos and disorder."

Omega did not attack Eric from behind, but walked out aboveboard.

"Like this land, it has been living in a lie, but all I have to do now is to bring it all back to normal order. There is no lie and betrayal, everything is the truth."

"Welcome here, Eric, to the end of your long journey."

He made a welcoming gesture and opened his hand to Eric.

"The end? I don't think so?"

Eric hung the clown lantern aside and rubbed his wrist, "This is just part of my journey."

Omega is noncommittal, "We don't need to argue, because the result will be available soon, the destination or the transfer station will be decided in the next few hours."

He walked towards Eric step by step, "I wasn't sure if you came here, but you did. In a sense, we should be the same kind."

"similar?"

"Yes, similar people who have the same beliefs. I am even a little jealous of you. You have experienced what I have not experienced. The memories of the past are all good, no pain, no death and despair."

Omega's voice suddenly became a little deep, "If you became me, would you choose the same path as me? I was very curious, so I decided to give it a try."

Eric secretly held the bat dart in his hand, "How do you want to try?"

"See that thing?"

He pointed to a chair that Eric felt familiar.

It was a pointed chair placed in the corner of the room.

The hollowed out part of the seat radiates white light.

This looks like... the Mobius Chair?

The time and space medium created by the legendary Mobius on the Kovad star, this chair has accumulated all the knowledge in the universe, and can know all things in the future and the past. Anyone who sits on it can be called an all-knowing and almighty God.

Batman once sat on this chair and gained super powers at the cosmic level, and knew the true identity of the Joker and the murder of his father and enemy.

Omega pointed to the seat, "This chair used to be granted omnipotence, but not anymore. I repurposed this chair, like everything in this world. If you sit on it, and I press the switch, it will Will rewrite your mind and make you, like me, my soldier and the kind of hero this place needs."

"It's a pity, I won't sit up obediently."

Eric glanced at the Mobius chair, and felt a little regretful that the legendary strongest artifact was changed by this **** into a tasteless thing like a mind alterer.

What a waste!

"That's exactly what I'm going to do, make you my soldier."

As soon as Omega finished speaking, a circle of red rope was thrown towards Eric.

This is a weapon flying from the shadows of the room.

Eric remembered that in Wayne Mansion, there was a kind of rope that could bind intruders.

I didn't expect it to be used on myself.

"It's the restraint rope!"

Eric cried out in surprise.

At the same time, he controlled his body to relax, knowing that the more he struggled, the tighter the rope would become.

This thing is a bit like the fairy rope in Journey to the West.

"You know it well."

Omega's voice was pleasant, "Actually I made some adjustments, and whether you're struggling or not, it's going to get tighter and tighter."

Looking at Eric ~www.readwn.com~ Omega who was kneeling on the ground with a satisfied look, he slowly walked towards Eric.

"Tonight looks to be the end of your journey. However, I need to do some extra work before ending your journey."

He walked past Eric towards the Joker's lantern.

It seems that the target now is the Joker.

He raised the clown lantern and stared at the exaggerated clown inside.

The clown didn't speak, just grinned and looked at him.

After staring for a few minutes, he dropped the Joker's lantern to the ground.

Boom!

The glass cover outside the lantern was shattered, and the clown's head grumbled along the floor.

Omega walked towards the rolling clown's head again, waving the metal fork in his hand, like a baseball, knocking the clown's head into the air.