Capítulo 86: Chapter 86 Hypnosis Switch
After Talia left the white room, only Batman and the clone Superman were left in the huge room. The Superman didn't even frown when he heard the "kill him" instruction she left behind, and walked slowly toward Batman, spreading his right fingers and pressing on the latter's heart.
Batman's chest sank, and the enormous pressure nearly suffocated him. He gritted his teeth and looked directly into the sky-blue eyes of this clone superman, which was the same as the genuine one in his memory.
"If...you do have his memory," Batman gasped, "then you should remember this too, listen up, Clark."
Talia stood in the corridor outside, watching every move in the room through the one-way glass. Hearing this, she just smiled indifferently, without stopping. She has considerable confidence in the brainwashing technology of the Alliance, and the cloned Superman who has been completely reduced to the puppet of the Alliance will never change his mind just because of a few empty sensational words. This is not a movie with a bloody plot.
So she still stood outside the window with her arms crossed calmly, without making any movement. What she didn't expect was that after only ten seconds, she began to regret this decision.
Batman didn't say any so-called sensational words, nor did he use Superman's past parents, girlfriends, and friends as weapons. Unexpectedly, all that came out of his mouth was a long string of bizarre, obscure syllables that sounded like the language of some remote country.
Talia frowned. She is proficient in many languages, and even if she hears a sentence in a language she has not systematically learned, she can roughly infer which region it is from because the language systems of a specific region are always more or less similar. But Batman speaks two or three complete sentences fluently in one breath, and she has no clue about this odd string of pronunciations.
Unless...that's not an existing language system on earth at all.
When Talia began to realize that something was wrong, Superman's face in the room had become extremely strange. He let go of Batman and stumbled back, his right knee half-knelt on the ground, breathing heavily and muddy.
Talia never thought that it was this part of "completely copying the original Superman's memory" that made her perfect brainwashing of Superman cloned.
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Years ago, when the Justice League was still around and Batman and Superman were known as "the world's best partners," Superman was mentally affected by a magical incident that left him out of control. His runaway caused considerable damage, and in the end, Batman and the Alliance managed to restrain him, eventually helping him regain his sanity.
After that, Superman blamed himself very much. To prevent a similar situation from happening again, he asked Batman to plant a spiritual suggestion in the back of his mind, like a button to force a computer to restart. Once he falls into a state of being mentally manipulated again, just speaking a certain sentence to his face can force his brain to restart and get rid of brainwashing.
And the only person in the world who knows the key phrase that activates this switch is Batman. They used three Kryptonian sentences as key sentences, which Superman taught him himself, and corrected him over and over again until he could memorize a single syllable in his sleep.
Part of Talia's mistake was that the memory she instilled into the clone was so complete that even the hypnotic switch that Batman planted in Superman's mind was completely replicated. At this time, although she was standing outside the window, although she didn't understand what was going on inside, she also quickly realized that the next development of things might be very bad. She turned around and walked quickly out of the white corridor. When she went out, she ordered the two ninjas guarding the door: "Seal this area, send me more people, and hold him for as long as possible!"
Her vigilance was right. Almost as soon as her heels left the metal automatic door, Superman raised his head again, his eyes still fierce and cold, but with a radiance.
The dangerous gaze fell first on Batman, who was still hanging in front of him.
"Bruce." He whispered his name.
Batman knew what was going to happen next, he gritted his teeth and said, "Clark, don't..."
Superman shook his head firmly: "You and I both know how dangerous they are, Bruce, don't try to stop me. Just stay here, at least this time, for the sake of the past, I'll let you live."
After speaking, he ignored Batman who was hanging from the ceiling, turned around and punched the locked door, and walked into the white corridor outside.
At this moment, this area has been completely blocked under Talia's instructions, and layers of complex golden gates that weigh thousands of pounds cut off the entire aisle from the outside world. As soon as Superman walked out of the door, two rows of automated Gatling gun barrels popped out of the walls on both sides of the corridor, roaring and spewing flames at him.
The dense bullets poured down on the blue steel body like torrential rain and bounced off in an instant. The squashed and twisted shells splattered and reflected back and forth in the narrow aisle space, and the layers of gunfire were almost deafening.
Superman walked through the long aisle under the rain of bullets unhurriedly, his eyes shot a red-hot laser beam, like a laser scalpel cutting each barrel in the middle, with the flames and explosions. Made of scrap metal. He walked to the next sealed compound golden door, slammed the door into a deep depression like a cannonball with an understated punch, and flew out, and then continued into the next aisle.
A floor tile on the white floor was lightly sunk by his crimson boots, the pressure-sensitive mechanism was triggered, and the ton of mechanism fell from the ceiling to his forehead. But he didn't even bother to turn his eyes upwards at all and punched the top of his head without looking at it. Juli directly slammed the heavy mechanism into the ceiling again, and the internal spring let out a scream of being broken.
After breaking open the third door, the various mechanisms seemed to have finally been used up, and he was greeted by a bunch of ninjas dancing with knives and swords in the corridor outside. Superman paused, looking at the knives flickering in the hands of the seven or eight ninjas facing him, he couldn't help but feel amused.
But it must be admitted that the loyalty of the ninjas of the Assassin League in the face of an impossible enemy is still worthy of recognition. Knowing that it was futile, they still rushed forward without any fear, and half a second later, they fell to the ground in a rush of red and blue hurricanes raging through the passage, all of them breathless.
Batman was not idle while Superclone was slaughtering outside. At this moment, he finally used the wire hidden in his glove to loosen the shackles on his wrist and chased out. He found his almighty belt in the opposite room, put it on, and quickly chased after the messy traces in the aisle.
He must stop the clone before it does more irreparable things.
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