Chapter 3911: MU: Super-Body Big Event (2)

In the dark and damp cave, sewage flowed down bit by bit along the moss-covered walls, dripping into the cracks of the broken floor, disappearing without a trace in the sludge. Moving forward along the dark corridor, the flickering firelight stretched the shadows of the sculptures, making them look more and more like indescribable monsters.

In front of the fire, a figure wrapped in a cloak stared blankly at the swaying flames. The white mist exhaled between his nose and mouth was enough to show how cold it was here. His arms trembled imperceptibly, but it was not because of the cold, but because of two deep, bone-reaching welts.

Two hours ago, Superwoman caught up to his safe house and bound him with the Lasso of Submission. He had to admit that the feeling was very bad. He felt his spirit tightly bound, and what was worse, the scars left by the divine lasso were very difficult to heal. And his magic energy was running low and could not be wasted on this, so he could only endure it.

Owlman sighed silently. He didn't know how things had developed to this point. Clearly, everything was on the right track initially; he had borrowed a considerable amount of energy through a contract. But since that failed experiment, everything had changed.

Sitting in front of the fire, those constantly swaying shadows seemed to have turned into monsters gradually approaching. His mind began to recall Constantine's words:

"You are wrong, Owlman. Magic is not a gift, but a curse. Every bit of power you obtain requires a price. Even if I could help you contact those dark existences, you have no chips to negotiate with them. This transaction is destined to be a trap, and you will be doomed."

At that time, Owlman felt he had everything under control. Standing outside the railing, he was not looking at the mud-covered Constantine, but at his own bright future, which was completely different from his.

Thinking back now, the drooping eyebrows on Constantine's face, full of the traces of time, all spoke of the vicissitudes and hardships this man had experienced. And as a famous magician, he shouldn't have been like this.

Owlman felt that this was not magic's fault, but Constantine's fault. He was not excellent enough, not talented enough, so he couldn't handle it with ease. It was his lack of skill that made him suffer so much.

But at this moment, he realized that magic really seemed to be a curse that followed him like a shadow. Ever since he started studying magic in his own universe, no good things had happened.

First, it was the lack of smoothness during the contract. The dark existence he contacted didn't seem very clear-headed, giving him very few responses. And the process of accepting energy infusion was also very painful, almost torturing him to the point of exhaustion.

This energy was very violent and always disobedient. And the magic techniques of this universe he obtained from Constantine were also messy and fragmented, looking tens of thousands of times more absurd than the black magic of another world, and didn't even look like a technique at all, but like sleep talk.

Power that was difficult to understand in itself, and disobedient, accidents happened like this. It's just that Owlman didn't understand, it was just the simplest space transfer magic array, how could it corrode almost all the space of the original base, and let his former teammates fall into the void, almost unable to return.

Moreover, this terrible power seemed to pollute the mind. Owlman clearly knew he should apologize and explain, but when his former teammates came looking for him aggressively, Owlman chose to argue and deny, eventually ending in an unhappy parting.

If it was just this, it wouldn't be anything. At worst, he could find a place to study quietly, whether it was in space or on an alien planet, there was always a place for him to do experiments. But he just couldn't think straight, and had to curse Ultraman.

Owlman sighed in his heart. He didn't want Ultraman's life, just wanted to teach him a lesson. But he didn't expect that this curse, which was not completely successful, would bring him such great harm.

Through contact with other Batmen, Owlman had long known that the Superman of their universe was completely different from other universes, even directly reversed.

The Superman of other universes used sunlight to strengthen his abilities while fearing Kryptonite, while theirs strengthened his power by absorbing Kryptonite, while fearing the light of the yellow sun.

Now, under Owlman's curse, their universe's Ultraman became afraid of both Kryptonite and the yellow sun. The Kryptonite he once relied on for survival became his death warrant. In another attempt to increase his power through Kryptonite, Ultraman inhaled too much Kryptonite powder and fell directly into a coma. After waking up, he became very weak, with less than one-tenth of his original power, and hasn't recovered yet.

Originally, no one knew who did this. A curse was the most mysterious long-range means of hurting people. Owlman completed the curse on the other side of the Earth thousands of miles away, and originally no one should have known the truth.

But unfortunately, a video was sent to the Wonder Woman of this universe, Superwoman. The video filmed Owlman's activity trajectory and pointed out that this was the curse Owlman cast. Although it didn't film the scene of the curse ritual, it could be considered ironclad evidence.

Ultraman and Superwoman were furious. The rest naturally stood on their side, because Owlman was unreasonable in the first place, doing dangerous experiments by himself, blowing up the base, and still being stubborn and refusing to admit his mistake. Now that he had made Ultraman like this, this group of evil criminals who were already bad-tempered were instantly enraged.

Of course, many of them were not sincere, but they needed Ultraman's power. This was a universe where good and evil were reversed. Most of them were unwelcome in the collective of their respective counterparts, so they could only huddle together for warmth. There was no such thing as being ten times stronger after turning evil here; they couldn't beat those righteous heroes anyway, so only Ultraman could take advantage of the fact that he could carry Kryptonite to disgust other Supermen. Now that he had fallen, their situation was even more difficult. Could the others not hate him?

They began a crazy hunt for Owlman. First, it was Wei En Manor and Wei En Tower, then various safe houses. Wherever Owlman ran, they chased him.

Logically speaking, Owlman's stealth and hiding skills could be considered the average level of Batman, and he shouldn't have been found so easily. But it was as if the whole world was against him; no matter where he ran, as soon as he showed his face, that group of people would immediately receive news and fly over quickly.

Owlman knew that someone might be exposing his location, but his arrangements in the safe house should have been foolproof, so he didn't know how his location information was leaked.

And now he had used up almost all the locations of his safe houses, and even if a few remained, they didn't look very safe. Owlman had no choice but to come to the base of the Court of Owls.

He knew that a mysterious energy had always protected this place, and even Superwoman couldn't easily break in. But the environment here was really very harsh, and it was not conducive to his rest at all. Staying here was not a solution, but going out was also a dead end.

Owlman felt he was walking into a dead end. He contacted his former allies, but obviously, his previous performance made them very dissatisfied. These people were already profit-seeking, treacherous, and cunning, and joining the evil camp was just to get some benefits.

Now that they hadn't gained much benefit, but instead had to risk their lives to save someone, they wouldn't do it. Hearing that Owlman was in danger, they could only express their deep regrets and provide any assistance except help.

Owlman could be considered to have really no other way, so he could only call Bruce. He naturally knew that this bastard couldn't be relied upon, but he had no other choice.

Of course, he could go find the Main Universe Batman, and he was sure the Main Universe Batman would save him—Batman wanted to save everyone.

However, that meant he would definitely lose his freedom. Although Batman wanted to save people, he wasn't stupid. After saving him, he would definitely take some restrictive measures, either locking him up or keeping him away from society. Owlman didn't want to become a prisoner of his opponent, so he only had Bruce as a choice.

When he connected to Bruce's phone, the other party's tone was so lazy and relaxed that it made his teeth itch. At least when Owlman heard this kind of voice, he wanted to rush over along the phone line and give him a punch.

"It's me. I need help, Bruce. For the sake of us fighting side by side, come and help me."

"Oh? What's wrong with you?"

"I'm trapped, Superwoman and the others are hunting me down. Because of an accidental mistake..."

Owlman briefly recounted his encounter, and then heard Bruce sighing and lamenting on the other side.

"You are too careless. If you had listened carefully in school, you would definitely remember that the professors repeatedly emphasized how dangerous black magic is, especially magic involving space and time. Why are you so reckless?"

Owlman clenched his fists tightly, almost wanting to hang up the phone immediately. He couldn't accept that the person he projected as the "younger brother" role in his heart was lecturing him in turn; he should be the superior one.

Moreover, no matter how you looked at it, he should be the one with more say. He led a part of the Batmen to fight against the most special Batman in the entire universe; he should be the representative of evil, the biggest villain in the multiverse.

This street-walker who didn't do any serious work should be the one who caused a big disaster and was forced into a dead end, and had to pitifully come to him for help. Owlman always felt that there would be such a day.

By that time, he would help Bruce, but he would also find a way to control him, so that he could have a perfect younger brother again.

How did things turn out like this? Owlman couldn't figure it out. Their scripts seemed to be completely reversed—he, the diligent and conscientious villain leader, had to beg for help from a marginal figure who didn't learn anything.

Owlman tried to suppress the discomfort in his heart and said patiently: "There were indeed some problems in the middle, my luck was really bad. But you really should come and help me out. Without me blocking the front, that serious Batman will come looking for your trouble."

"What you said makes some sense. But I don't have much time recently, busy dealing with that damn electronic life form..."

"Electronic life form?"

"Yeah. It affected my research, and I'm planning to cross two moves with it. The multiverse is in an uproar, and you actually don't know?"

Owlman suddenly realized. No wonder those righteous Batmen hadn't had any movement recently; it turned out there was a multiverse invasion. And his location being found by Superwoman and the others was probably also sold out by that ubiquitous electronic life form.

Owlman began to hate again in his heart: those righteous Batmen were just a bunch of hypocrites; such a big thing happened, and they didn't notify him. If he had known in advance that there was a troublesome electronic life form, how could he have been chased so miserably?

But things had come to this, and complaining was useless. After sighing in his heart, he said: "You have to come quickly, otherwise if other Batmen find me first, things will be troublesome."

"I'll try my best," Bruce said, "As soon as I finish the final experiment of this research stage, I'll come to save you."

"So you're really going to save him?" Clark, walking on the field ridge, looked at Bruce's side profile and asked.

Who knew Bruce raised his eyebrows and said: "I'm the one who made him like this, why would I go save him?" ===== CHAPTER 3912 =====