The aliens who were picked up by Superman at the beginning

Chapter 227 Self or No

The rest of the Justice League members eventually awoke one after another, and one by one they were plunged into deep sorrow after witnessing Lee Jung's extremely gruesome death.

Even the Flash, who was second only to Superman in threat and was too fragile, and who had to be destroyed by Li Zhen in the most brutal way several times, was still trembling as he found a stretcher after flashing around.

Of course, the Flash's initial idea was to bring a coffin, since finding a coffin in Gotham City is really easy.

But halfway through carrying the coffin, he suddenly realized that this might not be a good idea.

Considering the feelings of the dark-style magical girl who was always by Li Zhen's side, they went back and changed to a different stretcher.

Everyone waited for Rachel, while Kara and Shazam took turns trying to persuade and comfort her, but to no avail. They could only continue to mourn with Rachel.

Shazam rubbed his eyelids until they were almost swollen, then grabbed the blue beetle and roared like a child venting his grief and anger.

"I sensed he used his transformation! The lingering magical aura at the scene hasn't dissipated yet—there's only one possibility: he suffered a potentially fatal blow before transforming!"

A heavy footstep sounded from afar.

Artemis and Tim held the thorny lasso together, while the gray giant Jason remained bound with his hands clasped together, following step by step.

The gray giant stared at Li Zhen's corpse. Although he had never seen her before, he recognized her at a glance by the way everyone was standing.

Jason was stunned when he noticed the huge wound on the other person's waist.

He stopped in his tracks.

Artemis roughly guessed that Li Zhen was the glorious demigod, so she was not too sad. However, she was caught off guard by Jason's sudden stop and almost fell over by the suddenly taut lasso in her hand.

Tim, in that instant, completely forgot about recognizing Batman while holding his "second brother's" hand. He let go of the other end of the lasso and stumbled as he ran over.

"The instructor's final strike was incredibly powerful, almost godlike! How could this be?!"

Shazam, standing nearby, grabbed Blue Beetle's shoulders and roared in agreement.

"Let Lex see how much this virus has to do with him, let him see what's going on."

No one questioned the fact that Lex Luthor was left alone in the watchtower and had a certain degree of freedom.

Because they all shared the same doubt.

There were no real casualties in Gotham City throughout the night; at most, people's bodies were somewhat depleted due to the virus's uncontrolled evolution.

Those superhumans with even better physical abilities might at most have a slightly pale complexion.

Superman, too, was hit by the virus once, but after recovering, he didn't change his expression or his heart skipped a beat, as if he hadn't suffered any damage at all.

How could someone with such an incredibly strong constitution like Li Zhen die?

They all wanted to know the real cause of Li Zhen's death.

Luther's voice came through the Blue Beetle's speaker.

"The child is dead?!"

"How could that be? According to the other Luther's memories, the virus he developed still maintains the basic survival logic of viruses. It's just that the Amodro virus is more focused on evolution—regardless of whether it's a human or another race, they shouldn't die instantly after infection."

After Luther had been rambling on for a while, and finally said that a rigorous test and autopsy were needed to draw a conclusion, Shazam didn't even have to lift a finger; Blue Beetle slapped the communication signal off the mask.

Who knows what Luther is up to, wanting to touch Li Zhen's corpse?

Even if a single drop of any tissue sample were sent into Luther's lab, a super Vrykul embryo would be developing the very next day.

Seeing that Rachel was too grief-stricken to communicate properly, everyone could only turn their attention to Constantine, who was huddled in a corner with cigarette butts scattered all over the ground.

Tim and the others knew that this seemingly slovenly middle-aged male magician was always present, and that he might know something.

Seeing that everyone's attention had finally turned to him, Constantine, who had been waiting for a long time, exhaled a long puff of smoke, shrugged his shoulders, and then smiled meaningfully and mockingly.

He fiddled with the cigarette holder in his mouth with the tip of his tongue until the burning embers pointed in a specific direction.

"garrulous."

No further words are needed; Constantine has already pointed out the true culprit.

Batman, who was crouching on the ground performing emergency treatment on Cyborg, who was now only half a human body, crouched at the end of everyone's line of sight as they turned away again.

Of course, it was also the only answer that Constantine's cigarette butt sparks pointed to.

After disassembling his tattered Batman suit and assembling a makeshift life support device, which he then put on Cyborg's body, Batman finally stood up.

He didn't avoid anyone's self-shine, including Jason, whose muscles and skin were trembling slightly.

Batman took a step forward.

"I killed him."

Everyone was stunned, even Jason.

However, Jason soon began to breathe in the remaining blue powder in the air, but whether it was because the original virus was more effective or because his mutation state was too deep, Jason's body did not recover under the effect of the reducing agent.

Kara's eyes glowed red as she began to charge her energy towards Batman.

Superman flashed in front of Batman and blocked his way, waving his hands repeatedly.

"Wait! Batman was infected too, though later than us, but still before Li Zhen died!"

Superman gritted his teeth and turned to look at Batman, who was bowing his head and remaining silent.

"Why do you take all the blame? You wouldn't admit your mistakes when you should have, and now you shouldn't be admitting them at all."

"This is the mistake I should admit, Superman."

Batman removed his armor, leaving him only in a Kevlar suit. After muttering this sentence, he even tried to take off his helmet as well.

But Superman held Batman's arm firmly in place.

He didn't blindly protect the other party either.

When Batman behaves so strangely, Superman naturally senses something is wrong.

But he still looked pleadingly at his former partner, his voice tinged with panic.

"We can go back to the watchtower and talk about it."

Batman ignored Superman's attempts to stop him.

"In fact, I never stopped studying the Witrum people for a very long time."

"This race is too perfect, so perfect that it makes me worry."

"Superman, he is not you. I swear I've searched every element I can find in the universe, but I can't find the kryptonite that belongs to the Witrum."

"So I tried to start from the genetic level, but that was just as difficult to find a loophole, until the moment the Amodro virus invaded my mind."

Batman was honest about everything.

"The first thing that was enhanced in me was my brain's computing power. While I was entangled with you, Superman, my brain was also simultaneously analyzing the Witrum genes."

"Just before my will completely lost control of the situation, I happened to deduce a super virus structure that could absolutely kill the Witrum people."

"After that, all the viruses in this area evolved toward that special structure. They are still floating around us now, completely harmless to humans, but dead to the Witrum people when exposed to light."

Superman opened his mouth wide and shook his head in great pain.

"That's not you; you've just been manipulated by the virus."

"That doesn't make sense, Superman. You know, if I had already fallen, why would I have tried to stop you? Perhaps the virus was intentionally guiding things, but the fact that those equations could keep progressing in my mind is also due to my long-standing fear of the Witrum race."

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