American comics: The off-the-charts random transformation

Batman jumped off the roof beam. He didn't use the bat glider; he just jumped straight down, without even completing a forward roll.

Nightwing exclaimed in shock, "Shit, Batman, are you fucking insane? Jumping like that, you'll ruin your knees!"

Batman's legs were probably genuinely numb, because he stood there for a minute before continuing his actions.

The arm blades of his Batsuit snapped open, and he assumed a fighting stance, intending to duel Nightwing, who was wearing power armor.

"Fuck, it seems you've really gone mad. Killing someone is one thing, but you also want to fight me!"

Garfield removed his paw from Bane's head: "Hey, he's not dead yet. I just brought him back to life."

The shapeshifter, always eager for trouble, exclaimed, "Oh ho, you want to beat him up? I'll help you!"

The power armor's iron fist writhed, and its shape became rounder. The angular fist turned into a boxing glove, and the glove's exterior was covered with more of the shapeshifter's body tissue.

Nightwing's two fists collided, the impact making a "thud, thud." That punch probably wouldn't kill someone...

"Fight without worry! The electric current on the gloves won't kill you; in fact, it'll make you more energetic!"

Nightwing nodded, his expression serious. "Thanks, alien friend. Although I often lose to him, I'm determined to beat him this time!"

……

Batman remained silently in position, awaiting Nightwing's attack. This was actually Batman himself, desperately trying to control himself to prevent accidentally killing his adopted son. The chip on his helmet had begun to emit a faint smoke.

Previously, when the batarang was accidentally stuck in Bane's head, he experienced a very strong emotional fluctuation, which caused his controlled body to stiffen for a long time.

……

Since Batman didn't move, it was Nightwing, wearing power armor, who rushed forward.

The father-son duel began, and both used the same fighting style: dodging, shifting positions, and attacking when they found an opening—a fight that felt both familiar and strange.

Nightwing discovered that Batman was actually evenly matched with him. In the past, Batman would have taken him down within ten moves, but now that they were evenly matched, it meant that Batman's fighting skills had weakened.

Moreover, Batman never used his gadgets when facing Nightwing, who was in power armor. It's unclear whether he forgot or felt that he didn't need gadgets to deal with Nightwing.

As the power armor collected data on Batman, a new set of combat data was rapidly derived and updated.

"Nightwing, just follow these moves! Don't worry, just move with the image!"

The shapeshifter displays the character's move data model on the view panel, allowing Nightwing to learn it.

Anyway, Batman's current attack power won't hurt him.

The original shield had long been absorbed into the power armor by the shapeshifter, covering the surface of the power armor as an energy shield.

The power armor was covered in a bright green light. In its current state, it was so strong that even a missile couldn't destroy it, let alone the destructive power of a mere fist.

It's impossible for Batman to suddenly unleash a lightning bolt punch...

The cracking fists relentlessly pounded into Batman.

The electric current stimulated Batman again and again, and the little thing on his head finally succumbed to the overload of the current.

With a loud "bang!", it exploded.

Nightwing watched as the dark object fell from Batman's head, his hand hovering in mid-air, not swinging down again.

Batman also remained frozen in place, like a robot without power, stuck there motionless.

"Wait, something seems wrong with him!" Garfield's eyes lit up like two light bulbs.

This is the gaze of its true form, Garfield, projected from the Hell dimension.

While scanning Batman, he said:

"Strange, his soul has shrunk into a ball inside his brain."

Hmm, the thing controlling his body just now wasn't him. That's strange, I didn't see any trace of magic on him either.

'Can current technology interfere with the soul?'

If you can't figure it out, then stop thinking about it. Garfield swiftly landed on Batman's body, who was as stiff as a statue, making him very easy to climb.

A green light emanated from Garfield.

Aromatherapy

Compared to the ultimate biological cells it just used on Bain, the ability of [Aromatherapy] is much "gentler".

"Alright, Batman's body has been repaired, and his brain nerves have also been repaired."

However, thanks to your two blows just now, his body wasn't seriously injured.

Nightwing's electrotherapy punches, which targeted the internal organs, have completely erased all the abuse and bruises Batman had suffered.

The bruises on his face and chest were from when Nightwing hit him.

Nightwing wasn't holding back either; he hit with all his might, his head practically smoking, determined to kill if he couldn't kill him outright.

"Hey! Batman! Batman! Wake up! Wake up now!"

Nightwing shook violently, nearly shaking Batman's soul, which was still adjusting to his body, apart.

Just now, in order to stop himself from being controlled, Batman compressed all his willpower into his brain, constantly concentrating, concentrating, and concentrating again, forcibly compressing his entire soul into his brain to resist the brainwave control chip.

He's a ruthless guy; no wonder he could make the control chip smoke.

…………

Batman, having recovered, felt his muscles relax and go limp. He almost broke free from Nightwing's grasp.

Fortunately, there's Garfield, this rather unscientific creature.

Otherwise, even if he is Batman, Bruce Wayne, or a super-rich man, it won't matter.

With existing technology alone, it's impossible to restore his soul. Perhaps Superman's technology could, but even Superman wouldn't know.

Nightwing moved him aside, but Batman, who was completely relaxed, was not so easy to move; he wobbled as he was moved.

"Stop shaking me! Nightwing, I'm awake now."

The familiar sound of phlegm stuck in Batman's throat came from his mouth.

Nightwing stiffened for a moment, then put Batman down.

Batman gets up from the ground and quickly adapts to his new body.

"Your combo was great, but I was under control and didn't react in time."

Batman twisted his neck to ease the slight pain in his face. He looked at the black, white and green power suit in front of him, which looked somewhat ambiguous, with a rather complicated expression.

Nightwing noticed the blind spot. Judging from Batman's tone, he seemed to know everything.

"Huh? You know? You could see it just now? You weren't controlled? If you weren't controlled, why are you fighting me? Fuck you, Batman!"

Batman was momentarily speechless, but finally admitted:

"Everyone makes mistakes... I was indeed controlled, but I could see it. I watched your fight from a third-person perspective, and you've improved a lot."

Batman, unusually, offered a compliment to Nightwing, calming him down, and then continued:

"The Mad Hatter's mind control technology is dangerous. It's not just me; Bane, the Riddler, the Scarecrow, and the Penguin have all been controlled. Oh, and the Scarecrow hasn't come up yet!"

Just as Batman finished speaking, several plastic glass balls bounced towards them.

The green ball had flashing red lights on it, making it obvious who did it.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

All the glass spheres exploded, and a thick green fog spread rapidly.

"Beware of the fear gas! This is an upgraded version."

After Batman finished speaking, he reached for his belt, intending to retrieve the portable filter mask inside. After a few rummages, he found nothing there!

"Damn it. Watch out!"

Batman was retreating, but Nightwing had already charged forward!

His entire body emitted a faint green light. Although the energy shield could not protect against the poisonous fog, the power armor had an air filtration system inside, so it was prepared to face this situation.

The pervasive green mist obscured normal vision, but it couldn't stop Nightwing, who was wearing power armor. He charged straight at the heat source on the panel.

The Scarecrow is just a scientist. Apart from having a top-notch chemical brain, his close combat ability is worrying. He is pitiful, weak, and helpless.

When controlled, he becomes dull and lifeless. The Scarecrow can't outrun Batman, and when controlled, he's also clumsy and awkward.

Faced with Nightwing's attack, he was powerless to retaliate and took a hit from an electric shock punch that had no way to deflect the force.

A fist slammed into his face, making a series of loud cracking sounds!

The control chip on the scarecrow's head was instantly overcharged by the electric current.

With a loud "bang!", the chip fell to the ground.

Nightwing bent down and picked up the chip that was constantly sparking.

"It seems this thing isn't very resistant to electricity!"

The shapeshifter revealed its head, and its body tissue rapidly covered the chip, beginning to read the internal structure, as well as the damaged memory stick.

"What a simple and fun toy. Nightwing, would you like it? If you'd like, I can make you an upgraded version right now."

It can control Batman to tap dance!

The sound emanating from the power armor made Batman turn his head, and he immediately saw the green hourglass symbol, instantly recognizing who it was.

“Uh—” Nightwing was somewhat tempted, but suddenly a chill ran down his spine, and he refused righteously: “No need, I’m a respectable person.”

Batman withdrew his disapproving gaze.

Then, he turned to look at Bane, who now appeared as a frail, emaciated figure. Many of his cells had died. If it weren't for Garfield helping him with the cells of the ultimate being, he would have been reporting to hell long ago.

Seeing Bane's eyes tightly closed, but then remembering the image of his brain being damaged by the batarang, he hesitated and asked Garfield.

"How...is he?"

Garfield raised an eyebrow: "Are you looking down on me? So what if you have a knife in your head? Just because you have a knife in your head doesn't mean I can't cure you."

Don't worry, he's alright now. Okay, this guy's alright too.

It left the scarecrow, took a few leaps, and landed on Nightwing's shoulder.

The power armor's shoulders automatically raise circular platforms, allowing it to sit on them.

A black and white bulge, resembling a paint bubble, grew out of the power armor.