I become light in American comics

The microscopic world is an endless spreading tunnel, like the infinite extension of time and space being distorted. The endless flow of information is like traveling through time and space, flying in the gorgeous light and shadow.

At this time, Atomic Girl was caught in the middle of this information flow, riding on a massive flow of particles invisible to the naked eye, quickly heading to the other end of time and space.

"Outsiders, I might have been exposed."

While she was flying, she nervously contacted other companions through black technology equipment.

It is a communication method similar to telepathy, but it is not realized through superpowers but otherworldly black technology. The deep and deep voice sounded directly in her mind.

"what happened?"

"Who knows, the Justice League rushed in with people." Atomic Girl said irritably, "Lex Luthor's Legion of Doom game is over. Fortunately, I still had expectations for him, but the result was completely calculated by the Justice League.

The Luthor of this world is completely different from the one we have there, so it is of no use at all."

"how about you?"

"I have been shrinking and hiding in the host of the Legion of Doom. They didn't find me at the first time, but I had an ominous premonition." Atomic Girl said hurriedly, "I don't know what happened to the creature called Ultraman on this earth. , but that thing is also on the satellite.

I thought he might find me, so I ran away early. have no idea"

"take it easy."

The voice said calmly.

"The two atomic transmitters have been released as planned, and each one is set to be the same as your signal. Now one of the two transmitters is flying to the Middle East, and the other is flying along the optical cable to Asia.

Even if that thing does notice you, it will only be deceived by false signals. "

"Thanks, outsider." Atomic Girl breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm going to safe house No. 4 now. Please help me turn on the return channel, and I will get out through the phone line."

"Of course, no problem." The other party responded.

"Thank you, I knew you were reliable."

Atomic Girl let out a sigh of relief.

The moment she saw Ultraman emerge from Dr. Light, her heart was in her throat.

Without any hesitation, she got into the messaging system of the Legion of Doom satellite on the spot, hid in an inconspicuous information stream, turned around and flew directly back to Earth.

Just kidding, that's an out-and-out number one.

Although Shen You's recent strong achievements are mostly in the universe, his strength in the earth's intelligence may not have been updated for a long time. But even looking at the outdated information, Ultraman's past achievements are enough to scare the Atomic Girl from another world.

This is all a matter of light. She felt that if her entire alliance in another world came over, they might have a chance to fight back, but on her own? Take a shower and go to sleep.

After all, she only gets bigger and smaller. How can she fight against such a monster?

Fortunately, she had hidden reliable teammates and prepared an escape route for her. Now I can only go back and make plans again

Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly realized something was wrong. Turning around, I was shocked to see that in the gorgeous colorful tunnel behind me, a burst of golden light bloomed at the other end of the information flow. The dazzling light seemed to assimilate the tunnel and quickly caught up with everything it passed. All were dyed a shining gold.

And in the middle of the golden light, like a lotus blooming, a huge palm was opening towards her!

This glance only made Atom Girl faint.

coming! he came!

A reliable teammate can rely on Gil!

The disguise prepared by her teammates completely disguised her loneliness. Although I don’t know why, this guy completely ignored the false signal and chased her along the network cable!

"Atom? Are you still there, Atom?"

In the dark room, the man closed his eyes tightly, calling repeatedly in his mind through the teleportation tool.

no respond.

After a few seconds of silence, he stood up from his seat uneasily and paced back and forth in the shadows. The moonlight shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating a pale face.

This is an old man.

The skin was as pale as a ghost in the night, and the hideous wrinkles showed the traces of time. His eyes were sunken and there was a cold light in them. He wears a well-tailored black suit with an exquisite bow tie on the collar, black gloves on his hands, and a bowler hat on his head with a slightly tilted brim, resembling an old-time gentleman.

"No, they couldn't have noticed," the old man muttered. "We didn't show any flaws. This shouldn't be the case."

Lightning flashed outside the window, and a moment later there was a thunder. The moment the pale electric light briefly illuminated the room, the old man seemed to catch a glimpse of a dark shadow standing quietly in the corner of the room from the corner of his eye. The electric light cast the ferocious shadow very long on the floor, and his eyes were as cold as ghosts.

The old man was startled and paused slightly. But the lightning was fleeting, and when he looked again, the shadow was empty.

The old man narrowed his eyes, took two steps back, and carefully picked up the crutch that was placed beside the seat. The handle of the cane is inlaid with ebony, making it appear steady and powerful.

He held his breath, looked around cautiously, and stepped back step by step.

One step, two steps

His back suddenly hit something.

The old man's pupils shrank, he shouted loudly, turned around and slammed out his cane. But the black palm struck his wrist faster, causing pain in the wrist joint. The strength in his hand suddenly weakened, and the crutch flew out of his hand immediately.

It's Batman.

Another bolt of lightning briefly illuminated the ferocious shadow, making the bat's outline and wide cloak look like an evil ghost seeking life.

He didn't follow the rest of the Alliance to the Legion of Doom's headquarters because he knew it wouldn't be necessary. He has laid out every move, and the alliance has a sure chance of victory. All that's left is to wrap things up. As a trader, he doesn't need to take action himself.

On the contrary, he had to catch the man in front of him personally.

Because this is the culprit who broke into the Batcave, injured his family and stole the kryptonite, which triggered the incident of Superman being framed.

The old man took off his crutches but did not step back. He roared angrily and punched, but Batman waved his hand away.

His footwork was seen through, and Batman hooked his left foot, easily anticipating his movement and causing the old man to lose his balance and stumble to the side. Batman took advantage of the situation and punched his cheek in the direction where his head fell. The blow only cracked the old man's cheek and blood spilled out.

"This time I hurt that child for you."

Batman took a step forward, grabbed the collar and pulled the old man up, then pulled back with his right hand and began to accumulate strength.

"And this time."

Bang.

"For my butler."

He charged up a heavy punch with his back hand, causing stars to appear in front of the opponent's eyes. He vomited blood, turned around, flew out, and fell heavily to the ground.

Batman stood next to the unconscious old man, and a voice came from the headset.

"Batman? We're done here, are you okay over there? Do you need reinforcements?"

It's Superman's voice.

"Need not."

Batman glanced at the unconscious old man on the ground and said coldly.

"I've got it done here too."

"So you caught the person who invaded the Batcave? Who was it?"

Batman looked at the old man's face and narrowed his eyes.

".It's Alfred Pennyworth."