Batman's Owl Godfather

"Homelander is crazy!"

Bruce looked at the screen, his hands shaking.

He saw the fall of Queens in the screen just now.

The laser light falling from the sky was clearly the work of Homelander.

Is he not even acting?

"No more hesitation!"

Bruce immediately made a judgment, "Homelander has completely become a threat to this world!"

He must act.

"Katum, I want to ask you for something."

Bruce looked at the owl with a resolute look, "If I lose consciousness because of entering the dream, can you help me keep my body?"

Katum immediately realized what Bruce wanted to do.

"You want to get blood on the spot?"

The battle between the Butcher and Homelander was almost without any suspense.

Homelander didn't even need to meet the Butcher, as long as he fired a laser from the sky, he could kill the Butcher.

This was an air-to-ground dimensionality reduction attack.

And Bruce's only expectation for the Butcher now was that this guy could stand up and make Homelander bleed.

As long as this is done, Bruce can fight his countrymen from the spiritual level.

Then it's his home ground.

However, after knowing Bruce's thoughts, Katum sighed-

"Bruce, I'm actually a little worried..."

"What are you worried about?" Bruce asked.

Katum took out the diary and showed it to Bruce.

"Regarding Ravenclaw's dream magic, I always feel that it is not so reliable."

"What do you mean?"

"Bruce, you also know that Ravenclaw's dream magic is deconstructed from the witch, and it is essentially DC magic."

Katum said, "Since it is something from DC, we should always keep a lookout, right?"

Bruce understood: "You mean, Barbatos might tamper with this magic?"

"That's about it."

Katum nodded, "After all, he calls himself the God of Bats, and he has the habit of keeping a backhand, which is not incomprehensible."

There is nothing wrong with this, and Bruce hesitated a little.

"So, this magic is not so reliable?"

If so, the original plan will not work, and the backup plan can only be activated.

But Katum shook his head and said, "That's not what I mean."

He stretched out his wings and dug in his feathers.

Then, a black gift box was taken out, with a bow tied with a yellow ribbon on it.

"If you want to enter the dream, take this first." The owl said.

Bruce looked at the gift box, which was the size of a palm, and didn't know what was in it.

"What is this?" he asked.

"My trick, please accept it."

The owl held the gift box with its two wings and handed it to Bruce.

The whole process seemed extremely solemn.

Although Bruce had a moment of thinking, would this be another prank of the owl.

But he quickly dispelled this doubt.

Although the owl was mean and unreliable, it would not pit itself at a critical moment.

Bruce picked up the gift box, and there was a sound of something shaking inside.

"When do I open this box?"

"When you enter the dream and feel that it's time to open it, open it."

Katum looked into Bruce's eyes, "I believe in your judgment."

This time, Bruce was the only one who entered the dream, and Katum had to keep Bruce's body, ah, body outside.

"Be careful."

The owl said this at last.

...

Night fell, and eight o'clock soon arrived.

All the lights around Times Square were turned on, and the scene was as bright as day.

The propellers of several helicopters in the sky turned, covering all sounds.

The drone's camera monitored every corner.

Homelander stood in the air with his hands on his waist, and the cloak of the American flag fluttered behind him.

He was waiting.

The audience watching the live broadcast were also waiting.

Finally, Homelander in the sky frowned, and his super vision and perspective eyes allowed him to see the figure walking in the distance.

The black jacket and messy hair looked reckless and decadent.

Is this the human who wants to challenge himself?

Butcher Butcher came to Homelander, and everyone saw his face clearly.

Homelander said lightly: "You are here."

Butcher said: "I am here."

Homelander said: "I know you will come."

Butcher said: "I will come!"

Homelander sighed: "What a pity."

After that, two red lasers shot out from his eyes.

Without any warning, the battle had already begun. Homelander had already made up his mind to resolve this battle as quickly as possible.

Superhumans should have an overwhelming advantage over humans.

The laser light shot directly on Butcher's chest, the light was scorching, and the surrounding air was steaming.

All the viewers watching the live broadcast did not expect it to unfold like this.

It was a killing move right at the beginning, so what suspense was there?

Butcher would probably turn into charcoal in an instant.

They thought so, and then they saw an unexpected picture.

Under Homelander's laser light, Butcher was not only unharmed, but he held his chest up and confronted this power head-on.

How is it possible!

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes.

A human body could actually resist the heat vision of the Homelander!

Homelander also found something wrong at this time. He retracted the laser and floated in the air with a gloomy expression.

"Why don't you continue to attack? Are you scared?"

Butcher winked and looked provocative.

The clothes on his chest had been completely burned through, revealing the metallic luster inside.

Butcher reached into his arms and took out a dagger.

Homelander's face suddenly darkened. Was it this small dagger that blocked his attack just now?

Bastard!

He was already extremely angry, and a temporary failure greatly damaged his dignity.

Homelander's body instantly disappeared from the original place, and appeared in front of Butcher in the blink of an eye.

He suddenly threw a punch, so fast that the camera lens could not capture the afterimage.

Butcher reacted.

With the power given by the dagger, he was not a superhuman at this time, but better than a superhuman.

He turned his body at a very fast speed and actually dodged Homelander's fist.

Not only that, the dagger suddenly slashed through Homelander's uniform and his skin.

Blood dripped down.

"Hiss——"

Homelander took a breath of cold air and felt the pain for the first time in his life.

Of course, heartache does not count.

The moment Homelander was scratched, he hid his wound to prevent the camera from taking pictures.

Gods cannot bleed.

Butcher's expression was still very sarcastic, and he seemed to open his mouth to say something.

But Homelander was no longer in the mood to continue chatting with him.

Super speed started again.

This time, Homelander was unreserved. He no longer had any cat-and-mouse mentality and did not dare to be careless at all.

That dagger could really hurt himself.

Even, kill himself!

Butcher's pressure increased sharply. He dodged while waving the dagger, looking for opportunities to defend and counterattack.

As time went on, Homelander's temper became more and more irritable.

The situation was a little bad for him.

If he can't fight a human quickly, other superhumans will doubt whether Homelander is not as strong as they think.

Butcher, you must die!

Homelander suddenly flew into the sky, and then fell rapidly.

His eyes turned red, and the laser light was ready to go. Not only that, but his fists were clenched.

If Butcher used a dagger to block the laser light, he would not be able to avoid this punch!

However, facing such a situation, Butcher was very calm.

He even said that it was just as he wished.

He really wanted Homelander to die, but he didn't think about living himself!

Eight years of cuckoldry should be paid off in one moment!

Butcher's eyes were determined, without any dodge, but he threw the dagger in his hand hard and went straight to Homelander.

It's over.

He thought so.

However, something strange happened.

At this moment, Homelander suddenly stopped, he suddenly covered his brain with both hands, and began to shout wildly.

"Hmmmm ahhhhh!!!"

He was suspended in the air, struggling constantly, and the laser light was incontinent, cutting a row of high-rise buildings in half.

On the other side, the dagger flying towards Homelander also changed.

The blade of the dagger suddenly turned into a pool of silver liquid, as if it had self-awareness, forming a spherical shell, wrapping Homelander in it.

The metal spherical shell fell to the ground with a bang.

Then there was no sound, and it was unknown whether Homelander inside was dead or alive.

Butcher was dumbfounded.

"What's going on?"

Did he get revenge?

...

Time went back to one minute ago.

At the moment when Butcher and Homelander fought for the first time and cut his skin, a drop of blood fell.

No one noticed the drop of blood, except Bruce who had been hiding not far away.

"Blood drop flying!"

Bruce's magic hit the blood drop and silently pulled it in front of him.

He opened his palm, and the blood drop hovered on his palm.

"Success!"

He didn't dare to make any sound, and could only communicate with Katum through telepathy.

"I'm going to enter the consciousness of the Homelander!"

He said so, spreading out the diary and pulling the blood drops to the blank page.

The blood drops fell on it, quickly blurred, and then disappeared, just like the ink written on it before.

"Thank you for taking care of my body!"

Bruce said, "I will definitely solve the Homelander!"

The owl flew beside him, looking at the godson's energetic appearance, and didn't say anything discouraging.

"Go for it!" Katum said, "I believe in you!"

Bruce nodded, then turned around and tapped the Supreme Wand on the diary.

At this moment, the diary seemed to have become a black hole, attracting everything around it.

Then Bruce rolled his eyes and collapsed on the spot.

The owl used its head to support his fallen body, and then slowly put it down.

"Hee!"

Suddenly, at this moment, a weird laugh came from the shadows.

A slender figure walked out.

When he saw that person, Katum's eyes suddenly widened.

"Fuck!"

He couldn't help but say the exclamation of his previous life.

The person had green hair, a pale face, and a smiling face painted with oil paint.

This person was undoubtedly a clown.

But this clown is a woman, so her identity is even more important.

Flashpoint Joker, Bruce's biological mother, Martha!

Owl had calculated everything, but he didn't expect that the pursuer would be this person. What kind of brain circuit is Barbatos in?

At this moment, Katum wanted to curl himself up.

He had a feeling that he had abducted an ignorant little boy and was then found by his biological parents.

"Little owl, are you here?"

Martha said with a smile, "I can't see you, come out!"

Katum was still wearing a bandit hood, which could make everyone ignore his existence, even if they deliberately looked for him, they couldn't find him.

"Not coming out?"

Martha shouted a few times, but found no response. The dead owl didn't know where to hide.

"Are you sure you won't come out?"

Martha laughed again, came to the unconscious Bruce, took a deep look, and then turned her head away suddenly.

This action seemed to have cost her all her strength.

She bent down, picked up the open diary, and turned around to leave.

Suddenly, the owl took off the bandit's hood and shouted, "Your grandfather is here! Leave the diary to me!"

"Oh, little owl, you are here!"

Martha turned around and smiled.

"Martha Wayne..."

The owl couldn't help but call out her name.

"Just call me Martha." Martha said with a smile, "I want to thank you for taking care of Bruce for so long."

The owl was silent and didn't answer. He glanced at Bruce who was sleeping.

"Don't look at it. I don't want that body. I just want to take away Bruce's personality."

Martha tried to say it. Obviously, she had been mentally prepared for such words for a long time.

"That kind of body, a bullet can take his life, what's the point of coming?"

Martha smiled, as ugly as crying.

"Bruce's life should not be so fragile, I want to give him a complete life!"

The most suitable body has been found.

"I see."

At this moment, the owl understood Martha's plan.

He stopped insisting and raised his head, "Then you can take the diary away. I allow it."

"So straightforward?"

Martha was a little bit unbelieving. She smiled strangely, hiding her suspicion.

"Of course, because you can't take it away. No matter where you take him, he will always come back."

Katum said, "I believe in Bruce. I have watched him grow to this point and understand his determination.

"You can't change him anymore. Owl is so confident!"