My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

The steel skeleton covered hundreds of people getting on the plane, and he stayed behind.

Omega's troops kept chasing after them.

Cyborg had the virus in his body, it was in his body, so he felt that it was too dangerous for him to leave with the other survivors, he felt that he was too much of a threat.

So he wants to stay in the queen.

Facing Omega's super-powered army, Cyborg quickly fell into a disadvantage.

The warrior who shouted "Long Live Omega" tore Cyborg's body to pieces.

His head was torn off and thrown aside.

Cyborg is a cyborg that can survive even if its head is ripped off.

When he woke up, he found himself in a desolate and uninhabited swamp.

What remains around are the wreckage and bodies of the plane.

Those he desperately saved did not escape smoothly.

Like Cyborg, they became the ghosts near this swamp.

Cyborg's head is full of guilt, and now he has only one brain left.

The whole world has been abandoned, and the inhabitants here have become corrupt thugs, and then the rising Omega, which is the most terrifying existence.

Cyborg lingered in the swamp in pain for five years.

"etc!"

Eric was surprised and interrupted Raven who was repeating Cyborg's memory, "Miriam, you mean Cyborg has lived for five years with only his head?"

"It seems so."

Raven put his hand close to Cyborg's head, reading his memory.

"He just died a few days ago, maybe we will find his talking head a few weeks earlier."

Raven said sadly.

By reading other people's feelings, she can also feel the pain of Cyborg.

"...So, Miriam, can you read some information from Cyborg's head, Cyborg is a fusion of Apocalypse technology, maybe he can give us some enlightenment."

Eric stroked his chin and pondered for a while,

asked Raven.

Cyborg is a living computer, the crystallization of all the technology of Apokolips and Earth. Eric believes that even if he is dead, even if he has only one head left, it is possible to provide him with some necessary information.

Raven nodded, endured the discomfort, and continued to read Cyborg's memory.

"The representative of the anti-life equation! Sir, there seems to be such a memory in Cyborg's head."

Raven shouted to Eric in surprise.

"Scyborg spent five years scouring his systems for a way out, only to find his friends betrayed him, and he found a tracker buried deep in Batman..."

Raven recounted the memory in Cyborg's mind, "...then he opened it and made a crucial change, zooming in on the tracker. This finally led him to discover the secret of the Anti-Life Equation Some clues, the tracker seems to have some shadows of the equation, he uses it to continuously crack the anti-life equation, although there has not been much progress, but he believes that the mystery is in his body..."

The more Raven talked, the more excited he seemed to see a glimmer of success.

"But the subsequent task of unraveling the anti-life equation...he didn't complete it. The energy was not enough to maintain his body functions. Just a few weeks ago, he died completely!"

Having said this, Raven Poison couldn't help feeling discouraged.

"You're doing great, Miriam!"

Eric patted Raven's shoulder lightly, "Now we are not aimless, at least we have more hope."

After comforting the raven, Eric looked carefully at Cyborg's head, looked at his closed eyes, and whispered, "Trust us, Cyborg, you will not let your sacrifice be in vain."

Although the best way to comfort the dead is to bury him in peace, but in order to unravel the anti-life equation, Eric had to continue on the road with the head of the steel bone.

In this way, the clown has an extra partner.

The jester's lantern hangs on the pony's left side, and Cyborg's head hangs on the right.

But his partner doesn't make wisecracks like him, but it makes the clown angry enough.

"Bat, we agreed to be the only one for each other. But look, what have you done? Not only did you not let me be Robin, but you found a replacement for me. What is this? Is it a robbery? I can Hate it all, if you don't throw that robot's head in the ditch by the side of the road, I'll jump up and kick him away!"

The clown vented his dissatisfaction to Eric angrily.

"Shut up!"

Eric led the horse and knocked hard on the lampshade of the clown's lantern.

Despite being warned for a while, the clown continued to babble and complain.

"gentlemen."

The raven on horseback suddenly spoke, and she seemed to have a question to ask.

"What's the matter, Raven?"

"I don't know much about this world, so can you tell me about it?"

Raven hoped that he wouldn't be like an outsider who foolishly didn't know anything.

"I read Cyborg's memory just now and found many superheroes in this world. But they don't seem to belong to a certain company like the superheroes of Walter's company. They seem to be vigilantes, isn't it? "

Raven questions the existence of superheroes in this world.

"Let me tell you, Batgirl."

The clown opened his eyes wide and smiled, "This is something I'm good at."

"In this world, superheroes believe that they can keep citizens safe, that they can maintain all fair and just order. So wearing tights, volunteering everywhere to fight criminals in the streets! Oh, this really touched me, how great Spirit! Don't be fooled by their catchphrases, Batgirl, though. Those guys in leotards are sometimes less normal than I am, and sometimes they just need a nudge and they go crazier situation."

"Wouldn't this world be destroyed by these lunatic superheroes?"

Having said that, the clown's mouth widened, and he let out a piercing laugh, "Just the other day, oh, I don't remember how long ago, I did a pretty good crime and managed to turn a superhero Pushed into the vortex. By the way, Bat, he's a lot like you. So, you see, madness is like gravity, and sometimes it just takes a nudge."

Eric frowned, feeling that there was something in the clown's words, as if he was hinting some information.

The clown continued to instill his crazy ideas into the raven, "Little Batgirl, I want to discuss fairness and justice with you. I think chaos is fairness. You see, if the existing order is biased towards one side and cannot be fair and just, then Order becomes meaningless, is it useful to rely on those tights? Of course it is useless, the only solution is to break the original order, cause chaos, and achieve real fairness in the chaos."

"enough!"

Eric couldn't bear it anymore, and stopped the clown's speech.